AllFreeNovel
Share Us
While I fucking love the smell of her on me, I can’t sneak up on someone reeking of sweat and sex. Stepping from the shower, I am surprised to find Lucia standing in the doorway with the blanket wrapped loosely over her shoulders.
“Where are you going?”
“My boss is flying in in about an hour. I need to go meet him and take care of some business.” I finish drying myself with the towel and toss it into the hamper before walking past her and into the closet. “After that, I need to somehow explain to him that I’m about to start a fucking war with the Saltillo Cartel.”
I pull on my pants and shirt before sitting at the edge of the bed to pull on my boots. By the time I’m done lacing up the second, Lucia is standing before me. Parting my knees, she steps between my legs and places her hands on the sides of my neck.
I sweep my hands beneath the blanket and slide them around her body. Running them up and down her perfect body, I squeeze firmly when I reach her hips while nestling my face between her perfect tits and placing a kiss on each side of her cleavage.
“And what if he says ‘no’?” she asks.
“Then I’ll tell him why he’s wrong.” I pull her against me. “And then we’ll go kill them all.”
Standing from the edge of the bed, I tower over her as she stares up at me. She looks small. Fragile. Delicate.
Like a fucking bomb.
“Every last one,” she whispers the words as I grip her chin and lean down to place a rough kiss on her lips.
“You’ll be safe here.” I continue to hold her chin as I hover over her, “Don’t wait up. It will be late when I get back.
I manage to pull into the airfield just as Alejandro’s plane is landing.
Thankfully…
Can’t exactly be late and ask your boss for permission to start a war with a rival cartel.
“Rafael.” Alejandro shakes my hand when he reaches the G-Class parked on the tarmac. I open the door for him, knowing his preference, and he climbs into the front passenger seat. The moment I am in the driver’s seat, he asks, “Anything I need to know?”
“Excluding this thing with Javier that you’re here for? No. Everything is good in your house, jefe.”
“That’s what I like to hear.”
“Not telling you how to run your empire, but you didn’t have to come for Javier.”
“He’s the fifth thief in as many months. While I do not doubt your ways of handling such matters, I think it’s time the men know you aren’t the only one watching all of them.”
“Understood, sir.”
We drive through the city toward Javier’s place in near silence.
“Are you sure there’s nothing else?” Alejandro asks. “You’ve been with me for twenty years, and not once have I heard you this quiet.”
“I do have little something to discuss,” the words loom at the back of my tongue, “but I’d rather wait until we deal with this business first.”
When we reach Javier’s house, I finish delaying the inevitable, and I pull into the long, circular drive and park at the door. Alejandro lets himself out of the car and is halfway up the steps by the time I round it.
Without knocking, he turns the knob and opens the door. They all think they’re fucking invincible. His loud voice booms through the foyer as he shouts, “Javier.”
“Boss?” A confused voice billows down the stairs. Looking up I find a half-naked Javier standing on the catwalk.
“You should probably send your company home and get dressed,” I shout up to him. “Mr. Marcano has some things he needs to talk to you about.”
He promptly turns on his heel and retreats into the bedroom. The moment I am out of his sight, I begin to take the stairs three at a time. Running across the catwalk, I barrel through the door and point a gun at the back of his head as he's pulling a shotgun from beneath the bed.
“I’d think twice about that.” I step closer and shove the muzzle into the base of his scalp. My eyes travel to the younger man lying naked in his bed. “You, get some fucking clothes on and leave.”
He sits motionless in the bed, paralyzed with fear. I pull the muzzle from Javier’s head and point it toward the man in the bed. “You can fucking leave and forget you were ever here, or I can put a fucking bullet through your skull.”
