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Several of Fabio's armed heavies swarmed us and it wasn't until that exact moment that I realized we were back.
Back at the estate.
Back to reality.
Back to hell.
12
The electricity supply to the compound was out, not from the force of the storm raging outside, but as a security measure.
There was a war waging just outside my window, and blood was spraying down on the cobbled courtyard quicker than the pelting rain, joined by shells and lifeless corpses.
The walls of Fabio's private estate had been breached, and it was a complete bloodbath out there.
The moment the sirens alarmed, the estate had been doused in darkness, protecting the contents hidden inside from prying eyes.
The compound was in lockdown, with every room in the house automatically locking shut through the so-called system.
The whores were safely tucked away in their cages, while the men went to war outside.
Everyone was exactly where they were supposed to be, with the exception of, well, me.
I wasn’t fearful of the mayhem unfolding before my eyes, though.
I was captivated.
Enemies, lovers, kings and clowns, in the end, they all fall down...
I smiled to myself, reciting my poem over and over until I felt high off the smell of death.
From my perch behind the thick, dark curtain in the living room area of his quarters, I watched, mesmerized, as bullets flew through the air.
Some claimed and imbedded themselves inside the flesh of men.
Others cracked against the walls of the out buildings and front exterior of the mansion.
Fabio had climbed into bed with an elusive, on-the-rise Mexican drug lord, straying from his usual associates, and this fine display of bloodshed was a result of a multi-million-dollar drug cartel gone pear-shaped.
Everyone on the ladder was involved, from falcons to hitmen, lieutenants to Fabio himself.
Fuck, even Jet was out there somewhere, crying like a bitch into his AR-15.
It was a goddamn waste to give him such power.
I rolled my eyes at the thought.
Now, put that inmyhands and I could move some mountains.
Alas, my possession of a pussy held its own restrictions, keeping me shackled to the mansion.
Still, there was more to power than physical strength and my mind was a fortress, containing more secrets and knowledge than any of these stupid men could comprehend.
It's happening tonight,I mused.The army is rising.
With my hands clasped behind my back, I silently reveled in the pleasure coursing through my veins as Fabio and his men rained hell down on their so-called traitors.
He had been betrayed by the Mexican SLUR cartel, three million dollars' worth of brown powdered betrayal, and he was out for their king's blood.
