want their hearts but this is the catharsis she really needs, even if it sends me off the fucking deep end.
“It’s done, mon Monstre. I’m done with it all. Our life together starts now.”
She turns her head and tips it so her lips can seek out mine. I tear my gaze away from the canvas and focus on her, kissing her long and deep until she’s squirming in my arms, shifting until her tits are pressed up tight against my chest and my dick is rock hard against her stomach.
“Good, baby girl. Forget them, they’re my problem now and as far as you’re concerned, they’re already dead.”
She smiles again, her eyes still shut and those lips of hers full and pouty from my kiss. I lean down to tug on her bottom lip with my teeth, sucking on it and swallowing her groans. “Dinner. Then I’m going to make you come so hard you pass the fuck out. That’s the way our life together needs to start.”
The restaurant is a little hole-in-the-wall place, but in the way that the Bay does that shit. From the outside you wouldn’t even know they served food here, it looks like a meth lab, but on the inside it’s clean and warm, servers who can get you fucking anything you want but see and hear nothing that happens at the tables.
It’s like the Switzerland of the south side of the Bay.
I pick it on purpose. I’ve done jobs here before and the guy who owns it is happy enough to cover for me. Once upon a time, his wife caught the eye of some stalker. This asshole kept popping up wherever she’d go and pretty soon she stopped leaving her house, terrified he’d kidnap, rape, and murder her. That shit happens here all the damn time and when Frank caught wind of it he called me. He didn’t want the man taken out.
He wanted him butchered.
So now the Switzerland state of this place extends to anyone who isn’t me. That’s the real fucking secret to being the most feared man in the city, it’s about being the man all of the locals call when shit happens and knowing that the moment you handle their shit, they’ve got your back.
D’Ardo will never have the reach I do.
He doesn’t even realize it.
So I invite Maya to my city. I tell her I’m looking to buy and I need her to find me the perfect girl. I tell her I’ve bought before, the Coyote gets me a whole list of girls that D’Ardo has destroyed so I look legit. The list makes my rage stoke so fucking hot that it’s a struggle not to rage out and burn his fucking lair to the ground with him and his shitty little gang to the ground.
But tonight’s not about his death.
Tonight is something quieter, more subtle, but just as satisfying.
I take the private room with the booth, clapping Frank on the shoulder as he walks me through.
“How’s Antonia doing?”
He grins wide, all his teeth on show. “She’s perfect! We have two new grand babies, eight altogether now. Big family, as it should be.”
I nod and take my seat. He hovers for a second and then says, “I heard about your woman. Anything you need, you call. I’ve got my kids listening out at the tables. We’ll call if anything comes up.”
I grin and shake my head. “I appreciate it, man. Tonight is good though, another from my list.”
His face sobers up and he nods. “I wish you both the best.”
Then he leaves me to it, one of his sons coming over with a glass of whiskey and not a single word to me.
Everyone in the family saw what I did for their mom.
I’m sure the image of the stalker hacked to pieces flashes through their minds every time they see me. Fuck, it probably does every time they close their damn eyes. Normal people can’t hack that shit.
Good thing I’m not normal and thank fucking God my girl isn’t either.
I can’t think about her right now. Not until Maya gets here and is served the death she deserves.
I make my way through two glasses before she’s ushered in. I’m sure she has another one of her family waiting outside for her but I’d made it clear when I invited her here that I wanted her alone. I made out like I don’t trust anyone else.
I want the satisfaction of doing this face-to-face.
Quiet and calm.
Odie’s description was right, she looks