Page 74 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

“I don’t know if I can ever forgive you, you’re dead to me Em. Let her go y’all.” I nodded at Big B, and he marched towards Empress letting her out of the rope. When she was free, she collapsed to Sovereign’s feet and pleaded hard with her. Sovereign kicked her sister right in the face making her yelp and spit out the tooth that was hanging from her gums.

“I love you, Sovereign.” Empress went right to her dad, and he consoled her as she cried in his arms.

“GET OUT!” Sovereign’s voice boomed. She looked like the cold calculated woman that I first met.

I entered my bedroom and walked straight to my walk-in closet. Removing the frame and then pushing my safe out the way, I unlocked the hidden door that would lead me down the steps of my chamber. Soon as the door opened, I braced myself for the feisty woman that had piqued my interest a little. She was a fighter and stood firm on all ten toes. I thought by the second day of being held in Hades she would surely cave in and fold, but she welcomed it. She fought me hard each time my hidden door opened. Although she was no match for me, I loved the hard effort she put up.

Her arms swung wildly as I stepped to the side and grabbed her by the base of her neck. I sunk my sharp pinky nail deep into her neck until it penetrated and put her in shock.

“Simmer the fuck down, if I let you go and you swing again. Be prepared to tumble your ass down those flight of steps.”

Silence.

The only thing that I heard was her heavy breathing.

“I can’t breathe good down here, I need air.” The only light that illuminated the top steps to my chamber was from my closet.

Her soft voice was replaced now with a slight rasp from all the ashes and dust that surrounded her. I was sure that her throat was burning, and she was in need of a shower and a hot meal. I wasn’t all the way heartless. I had my guard bring her food and water and I knew the max number of days that she could be held captive in my chambers without collapsing or having major health problems.

“I’m going to let you come out, take a shower, eat and then we will talk business. I’m pretty sure now you are ready to comply. Right?”

“Fuck you.” She huffed as I squeezed her neck tighter. My dick stiffened against her stomach as I brought her closer. Leaning down so I could speak directly in her ear, I could feel her chest rising and falling and her once steady breathing became choppy and shallow breaths were now being taken.

“I would fuck you. I’d fuck you so good that you’d forget all about your title as a struggling Queenpin.” I looked down and smiled at her clamping her thighs tight. The rebellion was locked in her eyes. I wouldn’t press her any further.

“Try to run and the men outside my door have been ordered to shoot first, then check in with me after,” I warned as I stepped to the side to let her by. I had been careless with showing her Hades. No one entered this part of my house or even visited my room. Anytime Kenya came over she remained on the opposite wing. Sovereign stood in my walk-in closet as I locked the heavy door and moved everything back into place.

“Come.” I moved past her and went to sit on the chaise in front of my bed.

“Strip down.” I stared at her intently, I tried to read the tattoos that were scattered about on her smooth-looking toffee skin. The tattoo that stuck out the most was the one along her collarbone that said, "Man Eater.” I stared into those deep hazel brown orbs of hers and also noted the tiny, shattered heart tattoo right on her high cheekbone that must have been easily covered with makeup. The two tear drops tatted on the opposite side of her face could have meant multiple things.

She had a story and she been through some heavy shit, it was the main reason why she didn’t act like a damsel in distress being snatched up by me. She didn’t have an ounce of fear within her. She didn’t jump at the sound of my voice, and she was currently standing with her hands on her hips like she didn’t just hear what the fuck I just ordered her to do.

“Strip, Sovereign.” I hated repeating myself.

“You know if you let me out of this hell dungeon of yours, I’m going to kill you. Usually, when people learn my name, they meet their fate. So, what’s yours?” All the blood rushed to the head of my dick. I looked at her dry plump lips and traced every curve that she had with my eyes. Even with her looking crazy and her wild curly hair all over her head, she was beautiful as fuck. Bolder than a nigga with a gun stuck to his head and talking shit. I was stuck on my own words for the first time ever. Sovereign was a bloodhound, she noticed me being stuck and continued her assault.

“You got some sexy ass lips and eyes, kind of remind me of my twins that I enjoy from time to time. Nah, your look is more exotic, it looks like you one of those freaky mothafuckas, that’s why you want me to strip and shit.” A look of amusement crossed her face and then her face was void of emotion. She was very good; she had the gift of gab and confidence reeked straight from her pores. She kept her eyes locked in with mine unwavering as she stripped out of her top and then skirt. She slid her panties down slowly until they formed into a puddle around her bare feet.

She turned around and bent over to pick up her clothes and I stood to teach her a fucking lesson. Sovereign was fuckin with the wrong nigga. I was the nigga that would bring her down to her knees and have her going to a shrink to be evaluated to make sure she was sane. I was the nigga that she would daydream about during the day while conducting business. I would be in her nightmares and wet dreams every single night when she closed her eyes. Her pussy lips glistened, and no foul smell permitted the air.

“Stay just like that and don’t move Sovereign.” My voice came out husky as I moved to my dresser to retrieve a condom. I pulled my dick out and protected myself. I eyed the rolls on her back and all the stretch marks that decorated her thighs like tiger strips and let out a grunt. I never expected my dick to react to a woman of her size, but I was about to find out what this feeling was all about.

I grabbed the top of her ass and let my dick guide it’s way inside. There was no slow lovemaking or trying my very best to ease in slowly. Sovereign talked big shit so she should have been prepared to take a big dick with hard long strokes in her snug, shit! Just the tip was in, and my toes curled so tight that they started to cramp. Forcing my thoughts back on the lesson that I was teaching, I pushed all ten inches halfway in before she fell to the floor on her knees howling like she was a virgin.

“What’s wrong, Sovereign? You can’t take dick?” I got down on my knees behind her and gripped her waist, pulling her back up and entering her again. Every time I got halfway in, she ran, and I couldn’t hold back my chuckle. She smelled like fire mixed with burned ashes which made my dick even harder. I pictured me fucking her right in Hades while the flames crackled around us.

“Yea, you can’t take dick baby girl. I ain’t into teaching a woman how to take my dick. Next time, watch your fuckin mouth and do as I say.” I slapped her on the ass and stood to my feet. Snatching the condom off, I tossed it into the small trash bin. I left her right on the floor panting and trying to save face.

What she didn’t understand and what I didn’t understand was that she ignited some weird shit that I couldn’t explain. I dropped it, that feeling was dangerous and something I couldn’t be pondering on. I vowed to never stick my dick inside of her snug tunnel again. I thought about the smart remarks of her claiming to fuck twin brothers and a dark thought crossed my mind. This woman was not mine, she would soon be working under me and paying a percentage for the syndicate’s protection.

She wasn’t even my type of woman, don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen a couple of big girls that looked good and carried themselves even better. Sovereign took the whole cake of that; she looked damn good and dangerous. She knew how lethal she was and what drew me in to her was her ability to keep on fighting.

She wasn’t some delicate bitch that caved in when it came to being pressured. When she looked at me, she had the same stare that I gave plenty of people. In a creepy way it felt like I was staring at the woman version of me. The wheels in my head started to spin, this woman could very well bring millions to the table.

Now I didn’t give a damn what she could bring to the table, I only wanted her and all of her. I knew from the very first time I entered her that I was hooked on her. That’s why I didn’t even deny my feelings for her. Once she opened up to me about everything is when I found myself falling deeper in love with her. God didn’t just make women like her on the regular, so when or if you came across a woman like Sovereign the best thing to do was treat her exactly what her name stood for.

Empress left out of Hades, and I hope she left my home. Sovereign reached for her gun and pulled out a beautiful teal chrome nine-millimeter. She walked right up to her Abuela and snatched the tape off.