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Is it finally time to get my hands on that fucker so I can snuff out his life like he snuffed out my father’s?
Groaning softly as the image of the life draining from his body as I tighten my hands around his throat makes my cock stiff. Gripping it, I tug, keeping the thrill of his impending death in my mind’s eyes so I can orgasm intensely as I let his body slump to the floor, my vengeance sated.
“Fuck,” I murmur and pump harder, leaning my other hand on the cold tile as the water cascades down over me.
The climax hits me hard, and I bite my bottom lip to stop myself from making a feral grunt with Kai just on the other side of the door. My balls tighten, and cum splashes against the tile as my cock jerks roughly in my hand. The spike in my blood is almost unbearable as I grip harder, riding my hand through this orgasm. It’s not the same as hot, wet pussy, but I haven’t found a cunt to sink into for quite some time. I’ve been too focused on other things. Part of me hopes that the Don has a woman in his life that I can fuck while he watches before I kill him. But the chances of that are probably zero. He is too careful to allow anyone into his life now. But a man can dream, anyway.
22
SEBASTIAN
Shaking off the thought as my climax wanes, I admire my handiwork, watching my essence spiral down the drain. I take a moment, letting the hot water run over me, washing away the remnants of my lust. Then, I reach for the soap, scrubbing my skin until it’s almost raw, washing away the desire and bloodlust.
After drying off, I leave the bathroom and go into the bedroom, where Kai has finished packing. He’s left my bag by the door, ready for the journey.
Taking the time to dress casually in black combat pants, a white tee, and black boots, I pull on a black coat and pick up the bag, heading down the stairs. “Is everything ready?” I ask Kai, who is lingering by the window overlooking the city lights.
Kai turns to me and nods, pushing his glasses up his nose. I’m not sure if it’s a nervous habit or if they need tightening. “Everything’s packed. You have several fake IDs, a wallet, burner phone, charger and two changes of clothes in your bag. I’ve also packed some snacks, and water, and I’ll text you the address of your hotel in Hemsway.”
“Excellent,” I reply, patting him on the shoulder. It’s a small gesture of approval, but his face lights up. “Keep an eye on things here, Kai. And remember what I told you about Jemima Pearson.”
“I will,” he pledges, a seriousness in his eyes that I appreciate.
He’s eager to prove himself, to climb the ranks of Solitaire. That ambition will serve him well.
“Uhm, sir?”
The formality catches me off guard. “Kai? What have you done?”
He blushes a bright shade of red and shakes his head. “Nothing bad. But full disclosure, Jemima and I are already… well, not dating, but in each other’s DMs.”
“Oh?” Raising an eyebrow, I wonder what fate has brought us here.
He nods. “I wanted you to know after what you asked.”
“Do you like her?”
His eyes light up. “Yes, I do.”
“Then keep at it.”
His face goes serious. “Can I ask what you want with her?”
“Keep your enemies close.”
“She’s your enemy?” Kai’s face falls.
“Let’s just say we aren’t friends, and the person she works for leaves a lot to be desired in the friendship area.”
“Okay, so where does that leave me and Jemima?” His fear that I’m about to tell him we are plotting his girl’s untimely demise is pushing at his curiosity.
“Getting to know each other.”
He nods slowly, knowing not to say anything else.
“I’ll be in touch,” I say as a goodbye and walk out of the apartment to the elevator. I press the button for the underground garage, and as I wait, I glance back at the penthouse. It’s a fortress of glass and steel, a symbol of my power and influence. The city spreads out below, lights twinkling in the dark. It’s a sight I never tire of, the bustling metropolis that never sleeps. But for now, I have to leave it behind for rural pastures.
Descending in the elevator, the doors slide open when I reach the underground parking, revealing my car, a sleek black Aston Martin. It’s a beast of a machine with a roaring engine and a smooth, powerful drive. It’s my escape, my sanctuary.
