This game goes on for hours. I shoot a few of them, but find my heart is not in it. I don’t mean not in the kill; I mean not in the time it takes to finish this. I miss my woman. “You ready to end this?'' I ask into the earpiece.
“Let’s do this. Soldiers fall back.” We wait for the guys to move out of the arena before we take the kill shots and open the gates for the meat eaters. Guess some of them are not quite dead since their screams can be heard as I come down from the perch and meet the fellas. We all compile into the locker room to get our clothes off and into the incinerator.
“So, what has anyone discovered? Do we know who the mole is?” my patience is waning and that doesn’t bode well for anyone. Even my most loyal.
“Boss I..” I put my hand up cutting off Sniper. He is not who I want to hear from right now.
“Scar.” I stand in his face wanting him to see the question. One of the new recruits is his cousin. I want to know if he could be our mole. I know this is why he has been so silent, part of him unable to come to terms with the fact that his own blood would betray him, but fuck I give two shits. His gaze doesn’t falter from mine, one of the things I demand from my men. If you are loyal to me, you should never wither against my inspection.
“I don’t want to believe it; Boss and I have been trying to figure out a way to find out without tipping him off. I mean Christ, he is my blood. He knows how much our oath, friendship and brotherhood means to me, so he has to know that by betraying you, he betrayed me.” squeezing his shoulder in comfort, I nod.
“I’m sorry, my friend. My question is, what do we do if it is Darius?”
“I will end him myself.”
“Very well. I let that be your fate. No matter the answer though, I need to know. We need to know who it is, and why. Understand?”
“Boss.”
“Excellent. Well, let's go. I am tired and I need to be replenished.” I need my pussy.
16
Jewel
Four Days Later
Who knew a girl's day could be so tiring? I have spent days not sleeping some nights while I was living on the streets and I still was not as tired as I am right now. Early this morning, Lola and Karla came and picked me up for a ‘girls' day.’ Mind you we had just had a spa day a few days before. Apparently, that was different because it was for fun. This is more important. Dario is meeting with two associates from his...late night career and apparently it is now going from being a meeting to a party of sorts. Seems one of their wives or girlfriends or somebody's birthday is today, and she wanted a party. I’m not sure if any of these men are married, but I know in books, men like this have wives locked away in the suburbs and mistresses out in the open. Sometimes I think I am crazy for believing my marriage will be any different. But then, I turn in the mirror, or accidentally brush against my nipples and I remember it is already pretty different.
Sitting in my ensuite, my mind drifts to yesterday when he insisted I go into the office with him for a meeting he could not miss. I tried to tell him I was going to be fine at home, but that only pissed him off and resulted in a hot, sore ass for me and a double ended vibrator that went from my clit to my asshole. It even had a thick middle part that went into my pussy. He had control of the remote and fuck if he didn’t love turning it on and off.
When we got to his office, his substitute secretary was there for the day since Doris had a doctor's appointment and to say I don’t like the bitch is an understatement. Apparently her name is Heather Smith, and she is working there for extra credit for law school. If you ask me, she’s shooting for a different title. The old me would have shied away from her snide comments and daggers she shot at me with her eyes. The new me, the one that knows her position in this man’s life, will cut her throat. Figuratively speaking of course.
Once we were settled in his office, he sat back in his chair and demanded I strip for him. Talk about deja vu. Only this time, I was a shaking, horny, sloppy mess, having been so close and then forbidden to come. My pussy was crying, sobbing basically. I mean shit, I swear I felt the wetness down to my ankles. Fuck. Just thinking about it, is making me pant.