“You ever heard of a guy named Knight?” Caleb asked, coming toward me.
“Yes.”
“Word is, he’s the one that put the hit on you.” This came from River. Even though he had his woman, Emily, at his beck and call, he still had a fascination with knives.
I knew all their pasts and presents. I could also imagine their future, especially with how heavily pregnant Emily was. They were going to keep her bound to them and pregnant. It wasn’t a hard future to imagine.
My thoughts went to Ashley.
Seeing Emily pregnant, I couldn’t help but imagine Ashley full and ripe with my kid. I hadn’t gotten her on the pill yet, and I’d been coming inside her every chance I got.
Running a hand down my face in an attempt to clear the distraction of knocking Ashley up, I focused my attention on the four men currently in front of me. We were in one of my legal offices.
This building had several floors, the Valentine name marked for the world to see. Advertising. Media. Cosmetics. Each floor dedicated to a segment of the company I’d built. With money came power. With power came control. This was how I was able to stay on top.
I was very much aware of who ordered the hit on me. It was the same man who had tried to take my city away from me, and had also tried to orchestrate a takeover merger. In my world, there was no such thing as clean business. Just dirty deals.
Money helped make the world go round, and my money helped to pay for all this shit to be kept silent and hidden.
Even now, men were out there conspiring to take me from the top.
Knight was one of many, but he was currently the most powerful. He didn’t need to hide in the shadows.
Some bad men liked to keep to the night and the darkness. To allow others to fear them with tales of the bogeyman, and yeah, they were scary. The worst were the men who could walk day and night. Where there was nothing to keep the evil at bay.
This was my grandfather’s doing. He started the company and built it on pain and death. I took it to the next level. There was a time my grandfather was a tiny shark in a tank full of them.
I became the fucking megalodon of them.
Now, my position was being challenged.
I wasn’t afraid. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, and I doubted it would be the last.
However, this was the first time one had gotten close. The car crash was a clear message. My days were supposedly numbered.
“I don’t need you boys here,” I said.
Having the Monsters Crew on my turf didn’t exactly help my cause. I didn’t invite them. “I need you to leave.”
“You think Emily’s going to want to go?”
“Ashley’s safe. I’ve given her time to visit her friend. Now you have to leave. This is going to get ugly.”
Caleb laughed. “You know, we don’t get along. To be honest, I think you’re a fucking pervert, but that doesn’t mean we can’t help each other. You had our backs, so why don’t you let us have yours?”
“Yes, because all people are saved when those around you think you’re a pervert. I don’t need, nor do I want your help. You’re causing a problem for me.” I got to my feet. I was done with this conversation. “I appreciate the offer, but I don’t need you.”
All four men stared at me as if I’d lost my mind.
“You know, we stay on top,” River said. “Not just out of fear, but because we work together.”
“I’m not about to join your little harem.”
“You wouldn’t be welcome to it,” Gael said.
Caleb clapped his hands. “We will go collect Emily. The offer will always be open, even if you are too big of a fool to see it.”
One by one, they filtered out of my office.
Sitting back behind my desk. I didn’t do any work. I instead waited until I got the call to tell me they had all left.
Only when they were gone did I make the trek back to my apartment where I entered to some of the most delightful smells.
I found Ashley in the kitchen.
Just seeing her, in her leggings and one of my shirts, made my dick hard. I went to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close, and pressed my face against her neck.
She tugged out of my arms, whirled around, and slapped me across the face.
Not a reaction I expected, but now I was curious. When she went to hit me again, I captured her wrist, stopping her.
“Once was more than enough. Don’t hit me again. I don’t like it.”
“You sent them away?”
I should have known they’d fucking tattle. They were nothing more than children.
“They’re not needed here, and to be honest, they were getting in the way.”
“In the way? They were helping you.”
“I don’t need help.”
“Don’t be an asshole, Earl. Everyone needs help every once and a while. There’s no shame in it.”
“No shame? I didn’t tell you I had any shame. I don’t fucking feel it.” Sinking my fingers into her hair, I pulled her close to me. I wasn’t angry. I didn’t care that she hit me, or that her friends were gone. “They were getting in the way of this.” Pulling her close, I slammed my lips down on hers.
At first, she struggled against me, but the moment I put my hand on her breast, she stopped fighting. The hands that had been pushing me away wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer.
There was no way I could let her go. No way that I wanted to.
Tearing my shirt off her, I got her naked. The bra took the longest time to get off her, but I succeeded, pressing those full tits together, running my thumb across each peak.
She released a moan.
“My bed, now,” I said.
I couldn’t wait.
Ashley turned off the stove and ran from the kitchen. I followed her. She had perched her ass on the edge of the bed as I entered the bedroom. Removing my tie, my shirt, I watched as she slid a hand between her thighs.
She knew how that turned me on. I loved to see her rubbing her fingers between her slit, getting herself close to arousal.
My dick was so fucking hard, it pressed to the front of my pants, begging to get out.
“Come and help me out of these,” I said.
She got up from the bed and came toward me. As she was about to touch my dick, I captured her hand, stopping her.
Drawing her fingers to my lips, I sucked on each one. I couldn’t get enough of her taste.
She moaned.
I let her go the moment her fingers were cleaned. She sank to her knees before me, and worked at the belt, releasing it before sliding the zip down. She worked my pants down, followed by my boxer briefs. I didn’t give her another instruction, waiting to see what she’d do.
Her fingers curled around my dick. Starting from the base, she worked up to the tip and back down again, getting me nice and hard.
My balls ached to be inside her.
“You just want to play?”
I growled as her tongue flicked across the tip.
Staring down at her, I watched as she took me between her lips, the hard length of me disappearing between her plump red lips.
“Fuck!”
I wrapped my fingers in her hair, keeping hold of her head. I could fuck her face, but I let her explore my length instead.
When I hit the back of her throat, she released a little gagged moan that went straight to my balls, tightening them.