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Both Dalton and I nod our agreement just as the car comes to a stop out the front of my house, I fake awe as we step outside and gaze up at the house. Chaos motions for Cable to show Erika to her room, the man looks her over and frowns at the sight of the bruise on her face but says nothing.
Dalton orders us men to do a perimeter check, I happily oblige and tell them I’ll check the back of the house. Once at the back I look around to make sure no one is around. I input the code to the basement Grandpa had made for me and quickly slip inside. I couldn’t help myself and checked it out the first night I arrived. The whole basement is fitted out with computers, guns, blueprints and everything you need to know about the powerful people in Miami. There are hundreds of folders, I had Samson stationed down here to go through them all. He currently sits behind a desk with a stack of files on either side of him, he looks up and nods.
“Got anything?”
He flips the file around and points to a picture. “That right there is Chance’s father.” I frown, the man is clearly not Italian.
“He said he was related through Grandpa, how the fuck is that guy related exactly?”
Samson shakes his head. “He isn’t. He is Chance’s biological father, his mother married your grandfather’s cousin, not brother!” My brows raise as a victorious smile splits across my face.
“He’s not blood.”
Samson shakes his head. “No. His whole campaign was run on the story that his family has been here for generations and all that shit but in fact, his father is from Ohio.”
“How the fuck does he link in with the Vargas cartel though?” He grabs another folder from the stack and opens it up to show me bank statements and old ass emails.
“Chance’s father owed a debt to the cartel, when he died Chance and his mother inherited the debt.”
“And…” I prompt him to continue.
“Chance struck a deal with Emilio, he would work off the debt and the moment he became governor he would launder their money through his businesses.”
“So, this is just about money then?”
“It appears so, yeah.” I mull over everything he just said, if this was just about money then taking Chance out would be easy.
But why did he go after my family?
That’s the one thought that stays with me as I leave Samson and head inside to resume my post of guarding Erika. I make my way upstairs and grind my teeth as I pass by the master bedroom–my room, seeing Chance in there pisses me off. Chaos gave him my room so he would seem like a gracious host, I keep moving until I reach the other end of the hall where Erika is. Her door is slightly ajar so I peek inside and find her sitting cross legged on her bed with her laptop in front of her.
Her brows are drawn in as she frowns down at the screen, she nibbles on her lip absentmindedly, her long blonde hair is out and falls over her shoulders. The sight of her has my cock twitching in my pants, I hear Chance barking orders for his men to be ready to leave in forty minutes. Smiling to myself I decide to wait till her fiance is out of the house before I go after her fine ass, the sight of her naked and wet in the shower has been playing on repeat in my mind all fucking day. Just thinking about that shit has my cock growing hard, ready or not Rika, I’m coming for you.
ERIKA
I reread the email over and over again, I updated him and passed on the information that someone is clearing their digital footprint. No one can stay hidden in this day and age so that only means Royal and his cousins have someone constantly erasing any evidence of them ever existing.
I look over the email again, there is no way he could mean this. He is asking me to switch it up and move on to the next victim, I can’t do it.
Can I?
I dart my head at the sound of my door opening, my eyes widen at the sight of Royal standing there in a pair of jeans and a plain black shirt, his hair still wet from the shower he must have taken. I’ve never seen him in anything aside from his suit. The sight of him in a suit had me hot for him but him dressed casually like this, has my mouth watering and my pussy clenching on air. The man is sex personified, the raw sex appeal oozes off him in waves. If you couple that with the dark cloud that lingers like a second skin and the dominance that radiates around him, you have a lethal fucking mix. He keeps his gaze on me as he reaches back and flicks the lock, I close the lid of my laptop and wait to see what he does next.
The fact he’s in my room right now, shows me he gives zero fucks about being caught.
He slowly moves toward me, I track his every movement with my eyes. My mind is screaming at me to run but my body refuses. I haven’t felt this way in a long time, I’ve never wanted to feel a man’s touch as much as I want to feel his. It might be the fact I know this will end just as quickly as it started or maybe it’s the fact sleeping with him will be my silent revenge. He stops at the edge of the bed forcing me to crane my neck back in order to maintain eye contact. I dart my tongue out to wet my lips, his eyes darken at the sight and a shiver works its way down my spine. He reaches out, grips my legs and turns me so I am facing him with my legs either side. My face is practically inline with his cock, he runs the tips of his fingertips along my cheek tenderly.
“Does it hurt?” It takes a second for me to register what he’s asking, I grip his wrist and shake my head. The heated look in his eyes has my nipples hardening against my silk sleep shirt, a satisfied growl tumbles from his luscious lips at the sight of them. “You gonna fight me?” Biting my bottom lip as I stare up at him I shake my head. I release his wrist, he trails his fingertips along my throat and down the center of my chest, my breathing becomes shallow as he glides the tips of his finger along the top of my breast. He grazes his fingers over my pert nipple earning a gasp from me, my pussy pulses as he cups my tits in his large hands and flicks his thumbs over my nipples. I throw my head back and moan, he uses my position to his advantage and leans down to lick a trail from my neck to my ear, a wanton moan escapes me and I quickly clamp my mouth closed so no one hears.
“Make as much noise as you want,Sirena.” He whispers in my ear then scrapes his teeth along my lobe, unable to remain still. I reach out and grip his shirt not sure if I want to pull him closer or push him away. I know I should be doing the latter but I don’t, the moment his lips mesh against mine my body decides for me, I pull him closer to deepen the kiss, his hands tangle in my hair yanking on the strands as he positions my face where he wants it. He pushes forward until I’m flat on my back and hovers above me.
He keeps his eyes locked on mine as grinds into me, a moan slips free when I feel his hard cock press against my needy pussy. I’m so wet for him I can feel it dripping out of me. Isn’t it amazing that you can spend years with someone and never feel a certain way about them but one day you meet a random stranger and suddenly, you crave them, need them to touch you and own you even if it’s just for one night? All so you can put your mind at ease and never have to wonder, what if.
He pushes the thin straps of my sleep top down my arms exposing my tits. “Fuck, they are perfect.” He growls out before lowering his head to capture one of my nipples in his hot mouth, a cry comes from me as my back arches off the bed. I pull my arms free of my shirt so I can grip the back of his head and hold him there, the way his tongue flicks and swirls around the taut bud has me panting. He switches sides, this time when I cry out he bites down and a strangled sound comes from me, fuck that feels so good.
He shifts slightly and rests one of his arms beside me to hold his weight while he uses the other to push inside my sleep shorts. My breathing is heavy as anticipation gnaws away inside me, his fingertips graze the top of my greedy cunt and I’m powerless to stop my hips from bucking upward. He releases my nipple with a wet pop, he stares down at me as he runs a single finger through my slick folds. His eyes widen when he circles my entrance and feels the wetness gathered there.
“This all for me?” He growls, I whimper when he begins to circle my clit. “Answer me, Sirena.” I nod feeling a certain way about him giving me a pet name, praying that’s enough of answer for him because I need this, I need him to fuck me so hard I forget about everything else except for how he makes me feel. I need to forget who I am for a short time, just a short while is all I need to clear my head then I can focus again.
