"King Killmonger: The Golden Jaguar" Chapter 6
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"Love
Ever since the first moment I spoke your name
From then on I knew that by you being in my life
Things were destined to change cause
Love
So many people use your name in vain
Love
Those who have faith in you sometimes go astray
Love
Through all the ups and downs the joy and hurt
Love
For better or worse I still will choose you first"
Musiqsoulchild â "Love"
His heart was in the shape of his woman.
King N'Jadaka held out his big hand next to Queen Yani's and let their wedding bands touch so the Wakandan media could snap holopics of the bride and groom exiting the Temple of Sekmet. He gazed at his new wife and her smile increased the size of her shape on the left side of his chest.
They were made for each other.
No queen on earth had ever come to the throne like her or had the power she commanded by his side. What the world couldn't see was that she held a priceless leash around his neck and could make him do things that no other woman before her ever did. Yani dominated his every waking moment and was the one he wanted to see first when his work day in the West palace was over. Their wedding cemented a holy bond and he preened before his citizens letting them see how blessed he was to have her and his beautiful children.
He lifted her ring-clad hand and kissed it, then led her down ancient fawn-colored stone steps toward a wedding carriage drawn by two mighty water buffalos whose bloodline his greatest grandmother Queen Shuriya had bred and tamed her entire life. The two giant beasts were direct descendents of the one she rode in a painting hanging in his royal office.
Sydette clapped her hands excitedly as she peered at the giant animals and the decorative vibranium blue colors painted on their flesh.
"They are so huge, Baba!" Sydette yelped.
"Come on, watch your step Sweet Pea, we have to ride through the street," he said, clasping her hand.
Riki climbed down the last step and latched his eyes onto one of the buffalo and raised his arms out wide to try and match the length of the giant curved horns adorned with gold and silver jewels that jutted forward making them dangerous for potential gorging. He glanced back at N'Jadaka and grinned. The great beast's head turned and stared at the little prince. Joba moved closer to her brother and both children peered with quiet curiosity at how massive Wakandan animals could be.
"Yani," N'Jadaka said, helping his wife onto the carriage where she took her seat and fixed the train of her dress.
He lifted Sydette into it next and his younger children waited for him to place them on board. His family seated, N'Jadaka stepped onto the roomy carriage and he and Yani waved at the crowd. Their children sat across from them with booster seats so they could see better.
The two coachman sitting in the driver's seat awaited a signal from the Kingsguard escorting them on foot. There was a slight jerk and the carriage began to move at a steady pace. The proud king kissed his queen and the crowd cheered louder. Flowers and soft palm seeds were thrown at them and the children tried collecting as many as they could catch with delighted smiles on their faces.
He held Yani's hand tight and they all watched their citizens celebrate. Behind them, the rest of the royal family rode in a protected motorcade and they wound their way through the streets of the golden capital.
Surreal.
The feeling of watching himself from afar took over and N'Jadaka took a deep inhale of fresh air. His emotions rested in his chest and throat. This was the fairy tale made real. He had a queen. A kingdom. A giant double palace. To lose so much, but to be given much more in return overwhelmed him.
He gazed at Yani and she continued waving at their people. They waited to cross over a bridge that would take them deeper into the heart of Birnin Zana and a flock of prized river birds flew across their carriage, their purple and blue wings a brilliant flash of color over their heads.
"That's a good sign, kumkani," the lead driver of the carriage said, "it means you will be blessed with many children."
Yani laughed and patted N'Jadaka's hand.
"Listen to the man, Yani, the heavens have ordained that we get it poppin'."
"Any excuse to get me pregnant right away," Yani said.
Riki slipped a hand in his side pocket and pulled out a folded square of money. He gave it to the king.
"What's this for Lil Man?" N'Jadaka asked.
"A boy. If you and Mama insist on making more of us, please let it be a boy. Toussaint and I are struggling to catch up in our age group," Riki pleaded.
"I will do what I can."
Yani took the money away from him and stuffed it into her bodice.
"Not you two plotting," Yani quipped.
N'Jadaka threw his head back and laughed.
"Mama, it's time to throw the bouquet," Sydette squealed.
The carriage crossed over the bridge and stopped once it got to the other side. As tradition dictated, Yani stood inside the carriage and tossed the bridal bouquet into the river water to signify the queen's blessing to become the new mother of the nation. The flowers floated away and spectators snapped holopics and cheered for their new queen.
"They were so pretty, I wish you didn't have to throw them away," Joba said, her face peering over the side of carriage.
Yani caressed her cheek.
"I will have more flowers given to me back at the reception," Yani said.
Joba looked happy about that and climbed onto Yani's lap for the rest of the ride through the city.
Admiration, awe, and even love flowed out to the new Udaku family taking over the throne. A tide had shifted yet again in Wakanda. His popularity was at an all time high with younger citizens, and even some of the old heads begrudgingly accepted his leadership. They finally accepted his love for the nation as genuine.
Their carriage ride continued until they reached Old Village, a section of Birnin Zana that had been the social center for centuries until Queen Shuriya pushed them into a new technological age that shifted the heart of the city elsewhere by the riverbank. While the rest of the world was barely entering the early modern era, Wakanda had already settled into post modern advances.
The family stepped out of the carriage and walked a quarter mile to another temple dedicated to Mama Wati that rested across the mouth opening of the Ibukan River which connected the water flow through the city to the ocean miles away. Priests of the water deity stood outside waiting for them. He and Yani were both anointed with fresh oils and smudged down with dried plants that only grew there. They were prayed over and then led out into an open street where citizens cheered them on while they made the final trek to the edge of the great mound, the place where vibranium crashed into the earth. Singers and dancers greeted them in a secured area where the family could all see the enormous rise in the distance where the glowing blue metal rested underneath.
Ogum shifted inside of N'Jadaka. So did Bast. He pointed to the majestic sight making sure his children studied it. "That's the place where it all began," he said.
Sydette, Riki, and Joba nodded and stared at the mound. At its tip, it stood nearly a mile high, but deep inside the earth where the rest of the vibranium sank itself, there was enough to supply his people for another millennium or more. They all felt the energy emanating from the ground they stood near. His vibram tattoo itched from the mighty source. The great mound wasn't just a mining area, but a holy place too. From their vantage point they couldn't see the mining side of the mound. Their view looked like an image one would see on a postcard or tourist advertisement. High above them the Royal Talon Fighter floated into view. It was time to return to the palace for a twelve course feast, with music, dancing, and a full evening of celebrating the new king and queen.
N'Jadaka gathered his family close as they were lifted up into the air by the gravity beam and gently pulled inside the aircraft.
The cheers from their guests were loud as they exited the Talon Fighter and Yani had to pause in her steps to take in all the love. She gazed across the royal garden at the number of people calling out her new name.
"Queen Yani!"
She grinned and the children ran away from her toward Umama and Dante where all their young cousins stood gathered waiting to run around and play. Yani felt the shift in power in the royal garden. With her new isicholo firmly rooted to her scalp, she absorbed the way all the spectators watched her closely, especially the Wakandans of the noble class. No longer viewed as a separate entity from the king, she was now ogled openly as an extension of Udaku power.
Hugs and kisses were shared and the immediate royal family and the wedding party were gathered up near a view of the river and the backdrop of Mount Bashenga where a photographer snapped holopics before taking different groupings of Yani with the bridesmaids, the children, her husband, and then a lovely shot of three generations of queens. She stood in the center as Umama and Ramonda flanked her, their crowns breathtaking. Sydette and Joba were brought in for a candid, and then N'Jadaka and his groomsman and grandfather were photographed with Riki. Forty minutes later the bridal party was paraded around the guests and Yani saw the breadth of the decorations and reception set up. It took her breath away at how massive the royal garden was and how simply setting up where the sun would set behind them looked so different and unexplored.
N'Jadaka clasped her hand and led her to the head table. Guests were given a brief amount of time to personally greet the king and queen before their twelve course meal began. Love surrounded her and the enormity of her place as the queen of the nation sank down deeper.
Although it seemed like twelve courses would be a long grueling process, Yani found it to be relaxing and paced well. Everyone feasted, laughed, cried, caught up with each other, and dabbled in intrigue with so many important people in one place. By the time the royal orchestra kicked up the music for the first bridal dance, Yani was ready to move around and help her digestive system handle her stuffed belly.
N'Jadaka held her close as they shared their first dance as husband and wife. They then split apart to dance with their elders and then others were invited to join them. She took that opportunity to walk around and greet nobles with N'Jadaka once the dancing area filled up.
Heads bowed at her approach and she shared small chat with dozens of guests on the east side of the reception area. Umama and Ramonda had taught her how to move her eyes so that people around her felt appreciated even if she couldn't get to them one on one. She waved, blew kisses and kept her momentum moving through the hundreds of people yearning to see her up close with the king.
N'Jadaka held her hand like he would never let her go. His love flowed all around her and his gaze never left her unattended. They quickly moved back toward their own table and noticed Mpilo with his mother and sister speaking with Dante. N'Jadaka lowered his mouth to her ear.
"Should we make our announcement now before the party gets a little wilder with all the dancing?" he asked.
Yani squeezed his hand.
The month prior they had been meeting with Umama and the Council of Elders regarding an important decision about Mpilo and his baby sister, Nandipha who had recently turned fifteen. They took their place back at the head table and N'Jadaka gestured for Mpilo to come to him with his mother and sister. Yani sent word to the orchestra leader to finish the song they played that had the wedding crowd cutting up.
Mpilo's eyes grew wide with curiosity as to why he was being summoned by the king in front of two thousand guests. N'Jadaka was handed a mic and Yani stood next to him. The king cleared his throat and gazed upon the audience.
"This is my executive assistant, Mpilo, and he has worked for me since leaving primary school a couple of years ago. Next year he will begin his mandatory military service, and that is a very important and serious undertaking for our young people. My father proudly served and I understand the pride that comes from serving a country such as thisâŠ"
Yani watched Mpilo's face as N'Jadaka spoke. He was nervous and shy at being put on the spot, but his mother's and sister's faces beamed at being addressed directly by the king.
"As many of us have experienced in the Great Removal of the last war, Mpilo's father and brothers were taken. He has taken the great responsibility of caring for his mother and sisterâŠhowever, I feel this is a great burden for such a young man starting out his life. Queen Yani and I have spoken in private about this and we've made the decision to have me step in as Mpilo's unvikeli."
Mpilo's legs almost buckled and his mother and sister kept his body steady. Whispers among the nobles could clearly be heard moving rapidly around dining tables. Yani held out her hand toward Mpilo and pulled him next to N'Jadaka. Her personal attendant Sindiswa handed her the same matching unvikeli necklaces that her own children once wore for T'Challa. Mpilo lowered his head and spoke with a soft voice.
"King N'JadakaâŠQueen YaniâŠI am notâ"
"You are not what?" Yani asked.
She touched Mpilo's chin and lifted it so their eyes could connect. The young man pressed his lips together. Yani unfastened the necklace and handed it to N'Jadaka. He turned Mpilo to face the guests while he hooked the necklace in front of everyone.
"Fatherhood is very important along with a mother's love and guidance. Queen Yani has told me time and time again that I have become a father figure to you in these hard times after the war. I humbly ask that you allow me to step in for your father to help guide you until you reach legal adulthood when you turn twenty-six. At that time you and your sister will be registered in our ancestral rolls as extended kin. When you turn thirty I will petition the Council of Elders to grant you a title with a rank that they deem appropriate. I will do the same for your sister when she also turns thirty."
Mpilo's mother and sister wept openly.
Yani touched Mpilo's hand.
"Mpilo?"
Mpilo's chest shuddered and he wiped his eyes quickly. He raised himself higher and pulled back his shoulders.
"I will accept this kumkani," Mpilo said.
The guests clapped and Yani had other wedding attendants escort Mpilo's small family to one of the royal's tables near Umama and Dante. Yani and N'Jadaka followed, giving heartfelt hugs to their new kin. Music played again and the wedding celebration continued late into the night. Once the moon had risen and the children were allowed to stay at the reception for another hour before their bedtime. Yani sensed N'Jadaka's energy depleting. He was ready for the night to end so they could be alone. Their children would stay with Umama and they would have their home to themselves for the night before they had to finish the rest of the wedding duties the next day in Necropolis City. After that, they would be whisked away to their boat where they would have two solid weeks with no one else but them.
She strode past a crowded table of elder relatives from Umama's side of the family and zigzagged to where Twyla and her husband Bibi sat talking big talk with Kendall. Twyla gently grabbed Yani's wrist and pulled her down in the seat next to her.
"Look at you," Twyla said.
"I feel wonderful," Yani purred.
Twyla stared into Yani's eyes and cradled both of her hands.
"Are you finally happy? Have everything you want?"
Yani glanced over at N'Jadaka who strode past with his male cousins from the states. Every eye was on him and his bold steps made her heart thump faster. She patted Twyla's hand.
"It's like being back home when it was us against the world. That peace that we stole togetherâŠthe peace I thought I would never have againâŠI have it forever now. Mi can breathe and not fear anything or anyone," Yani said.
"He is so in love with you. Everyone can feel itâŠoh look, here he come," Tywla said, her voice bursting into loud laughs as N'Jadak reached for Yani's hand and pulled her back by his side. He bent down and kissed Twyla's cheek.
"Tryna steal her again?" N'Jadaka said,
"No king, I would never," Twyla teased. "That was a nice thing you did for Mpilo and his sister. Did Nakia take you up on your offer to be Toussaint's unvikeli?"
"She's still considering it. Her mind is still bent on going to Haiti. I don't think she wants the pressure of the throne on her son. She likes being out of the public with Toussaint," N'Jadaka said.
"Well I think she should let you take care of Toussaint the way T'Challa watched over your brood," Twyla said.
"I agree," Yani interjected, supporting Twyla's declaration.
"Maybe she'll come around. But I won't force it. Umama and Ramonda are worried about her leaving and if I push to protect Toussaint, then she might flee sooner."
Sydette rushed forward and pulled on her parent's hands.
"The magic show is about to start!" Sydette shouted.
"Did you have more cake?" Yanis asked, wiping the side of her daughter's lips that were smeared with blue and purple icing.
Sydette licked the side of her mouth and grinned.
"I only ate a tiny piece. Come on, we have to watch the show!"
They followed Sydette toward a circular stone amphitheater hidden behind the tall row of forty-foot tall ironwood trees. The wedding guests trailed in finding seats and the royal family sat in the center front row. A female magician delighted the audience with an astonishing show that lasted forty minutes. There were acrobatics, visual illusions, mystery and panthers used to entertain a mesmerized crowd. The show ended with an acrobatic troop from Ghana, a gift from First Lady Vivienne Tettah and her husband President Kojo Tettah.
Music back near the wedding gazebo started up again and the guests waited to disperse and party far into the night. N'Jadaka led Yani to the center of the open garden theater and bid their guests a fun evening. They herded their children with Umama toward the East gate of the palace, waving and accepting the cheers and final well-wishes.
Parting ways with Umama and the children inside the palace, Yani and N'Jadaka braced their backs against the private elevator glass that whisked them up to their home. There were no night attendants or servants to pamper them. They were completely alone the way they wanted to be.
N'Jadaka helped Yani out of her dress in his bedroom and then she pulled off his robes. They took a quick sonic shower and scrambled to get into bed. Exhaustion prevented any frisky behavior. Happiness and love cradled them in the quiet privacy of the large round bed. Fireworks lit up the sky from their wall window. The king pulled his queen onto his chest and held her in a tight embrace.
A restful slumber guided them the rest of the night.
N'Jadaka watched Yani sleep curled into his side.
He kept his left arm around her as her soft warm breath blew across his left pec. He checked his kimoyo beads on his right wrist and whispered instructions for their breakfast to be brought to his bedroom within the hour. Snuggling against his wife he caressed her cheek and then carefully kissed her forehead. They both needed rest and quiet before leaving for the family tombs in the city of the dead ancestors. Yani's name would be added to the ancestral rolls as they paid their respect to the past queens and kings. Afterward, they were free to honeymoon.
The wedding had been a tremendous affair and the Wakandan news and the global media had a field day reporting on the splendor and the grand entrance of Queen Yani. The outside world was permitted to see them leave the temple, but only the Wakandans could relive the experience on vids at home. World leaders who were still in Wakanda gave vid chats to their own people describing the experience. Royal images of the wedding party circled the globe.
Yani murmured into his chest and he looked down. Her eyelids fluttered open and he smiled at her.
"Hey Mrs. Udaku," he said.
She grinned and stretched her neck to kiss him.
"Since we never consummated the marriage, does that mean we failed our first duty as a couple?" she asked.
He laughed.
"We were too damn tired, girl."
"You must be getting old then, I could've done a little something," Yani bragged.
"All this talkin' now when you were snoring the moment we hit these sheets last night. Stop lyin."
"Hmmm," she said stretching, "It was a long day. A glorious day, but very long."
She pushed back the covers and slid down his body, engulfing his penis, sucking on it until the hot flesh hardened like a brick.
"Aye, MaâŠprotocols are in order. You make me nut and we don't pay our respects to Bast, we'll curse this union."
He pushed Yani's mouth away. She rose and left their marriage bed, naked as a jay bird and picked up the ceremonial bundle.
"Should we do this now, or after breakfast?" she asked.
She stood holding the bundle looking sexy and ready for anything he had in mind. His gaze dropped to her vulva. The piercings they marked her as his precious gift sparkled in the morning light that spilled from the window.
"You make it sound so clinical saying it like that," he said.
Yani padded back to the bed and stared at him.
"If we don't do it now, we might forget and mess up later. We'll get on the boat and be so happy that we're alone that I know you'll make love to me and overlook the rules," Yani said.
"We can set an alarm on our kimoyo beads," he suggested.
"So you don't want to do it now."
"I don't want to rush getting intimate with you."
She fondled her vulva, peeling back the outer labia. The pink inside already glistened. His dick jumped at the sight.
"Let's just do the ceremonial part now, pay homage to Bast and then we can relax until we are alone again. Our first time together as husband and wife shouldn't be quick," she said.
She reached for his dick and stroked it, letting the pre-cum pearl down the taught flesh. Fully engorged, his erection looked darker than the skin surrounding it.
"Okay," he huffed, watching her soft hand go up and down the shaft. A thick tear-drop shaped bit of pre-cum slid over the crease in her hand and he groaned. He didn't have to choke back on sound. The home was theirs to be loud.
Yani unfurled the ceremonial leather bundle and they touched the inscriptions of symbols and words etched into the leather. He helped her tie it using the strings on the four corners like a corset around her midsection. She used pillows from the bed to make her head and hips comfortable as he knelt between her legs.
"Ready?" he said.
She nodded.
N'Jadaka began to kiss and lick her clit, pulling soft moans from her lips as his tongue slathered her tender parts with saliva. He stroked his dick while working his mouth magic on her. Yani's thighs parted further while she cupped her breasts.
His lips dripped with her sticky love offerings, and by the time he was flicking the tip of his tongue just under her clit, Yani was calling out his name, letting the sound fly up to the high ceiling. It echoed like angels around them and he grunted a satisfied noise that helped her release into his mouth. Her vulva throbbed against his moist lips, the strong pulses pulling him up to his feet.
"Yani!" he shouted, jerking his dick faster hunched over her.
He aimed his release all over the leather corset, soaking it with hot white semen that continued to spurt as he squeezed his balls. Yani quickly unfastened the strings keeping the offering of cum from spilling away. His sweat fell onto her breasts and he gave one final tug to his dick.
"I've got it all," Yani said.
She curled the sides of the leather back into a bundle and he walked with her out to the balcony. A brass burning ring sat near the center of the space. Yani placed the semen-soaked bundle into the ring and they both struck a long match together, setting it ablaze. They each added small tied bundles of herbs to the leather and the smoke turned from white to purple and sent a trail of thick color up into the morning sky. N'Jadaka held Yani's hand and they spoke out loud ancient words to bless their union in the sight of Bast's offering.
The leather and herbs burned down quickly, and they showered together in his bathroom, taking their time lathering each other up and allowing steamy water to cascade down their wet bodies. He kissed and fondled his wife, enjoying the taste of her in his mouth and the scent of her skin in his nose.
Breakfast was full of them laughing and recounting the events of the day before. Yani held his hand tight when they left the palace together dressed in long white robes.
The trip to Necropolis City was taken in the Royal Talon Fighter with their children.
Walking the steps holding Yani's hand, N'Jadaka stared at the building that his body once rested in. Joba paused walking up the final step and N'Jadaka took her hand. His youngest daughter's body shook and he sensed her hesitancy.
"I'm right here Sunshine," he said.
Joba squeezed his hand and they entered the building following Umama and Ramonda. They walked along a long hallway that led to a special room away from the tombs. The walls in the room were covered by a gigantic purple and silver silk tapestry that displayed all the family names since the time of King Bashenga and Queen Tiye.
The only people allowed to witness the addition of Yani's name in person were their immediate family members. A small ceremony led by a Necropolis City elder didn't take long. Next to N'Jadaka's name was a space for Yani, and she signed a slender tablet that burned her name into the silk for all of time. A small sample of her blood had been taken to make the ink that burned into the material. Sydette and Riki watched with wide eyes. Joba clung to his hand.
Ushered back outside, the rest of their wedding party and familial guests waited for them, tossing flowers at Yani and N'Jadaka. Kisses and hugs were passed around and given to their children last. The ramp to the Royal Talon Fighter awaited them. N'Jadaka and Yani both fought the urge to run away from everyone.
"Have a beautiful trip!" Umama called.
N'Jadaka glanced at his children standing with his grandmother and grandfather. He waved, took Yani's hand and guided her into the Royal Talon Fighter.
Gliding along the Ibukan River, they spotted the royal house boat in the distance. Yani hugged him tight.
"FinallyâŠour honeymoon," she whispered.
The Talon Fighter touched down on the ground near a dock. Okoye and Ayo departed the Talon Fighter first and spoke with the Doras guarding the boat. N'Jadaka squeezed Yani's hand and they both ran toward the boat, flinging off their ceremonial robes revealing swimsuits under neath. Okoye threw back her head and laughed.
"Be safe my king. We will track your trip discreetly and bring the royal children to you in two weeks," Okoye said.
"Bye!" Yani squealed.
N'Jadaka activated the onboard system and programmed it to sail away from the dock. He poured Yani a glass of champagne and they stood on the bow to watch it sail out of the golden city.
Yani toasted his glass again and he held her waist.
"To us, my king," she said.
"To us, my queen," he said back with all the love he could muster in his voice.
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Part Four
Shutting his door, he placed his sturdy back against it. His head collided gently with the surface and he shut his eyes tightly. An even breath escaped his nose and his built chest rose up and down. Dieselâs barking brought his attention down to his pit bull. Erik slid down his door until his bottom touched the floor. Diesel relaxed next to him and Erik rubbed his back. His obsidian eyes stared off into space, but his mind replayed scenes from the nightâs festivities over and over.
He dragged his other hand down his face.
Faedra McAdams almost made him say those three words.
Erik brought his left knee up and rested his elbow there while stroking his bottom lip with his thumb. He couldnât believe it. From the outside looking in, youâd think heâd only known her for several weeks. Truth is, heâd known her for months. Five long months. From a distance. Through his telephoto lens while parked in a car or on a rooftop at night through a 10-power scope.
To understand why, itâs best to know what Erik does for a living more extensively. He is a Mercenary nicknamed Killmonger turned professional Hitman and a top agent for the International Contract Agency. Both Killmonger and his partner, Diana, work together during missions and she controls what jobs heâs hired to take on.
Before the ICA discovered Erik, he was a JSOC Special Ops who was kidnapped and became the product of a HYDRA experiment. The Winter Soldiers were HYDRA's elite group of assassins that were administered with Howard Stark's version of the Super Soldier Serum. Due to the mental side effects caused by Stark's serum, the Winter Soldiers were all kept in cryostasis at the HYDRA Siberian Facility, during which they were killed by Helmut Zemo. All except for Killmonger who escaped.
His genetically-engineered and enhanced body and mind (combined with his extensive knowledge and training) made him become the world's deadliest and most efficient assassin. Killmonger was a relatively emotionless assassin until Fae came into the picture. He couldnât understand how this woman altered his controlled lifestyle so much. For once, Erik was able to relax and be himself. He was able to have real emotions.
The Ghost Fugitive was his current elusive mission heâd been hired to do months ago but Erik stalled because of Fae. He decided to move into an apartment here to keep an eye on his target. He was told to eliminate everyone involved or suspected to be involved. Instead of getting the job done, he purposefully dragged himself. He knew soon enough, Diana would come along asking questions. And thatâs why heâs currently stressing. How was he going to explain this to Diana?
Erikâs phone buzzed and he turned his hip to retrieve it from his back pocket. Looking down at his phone, he paused when heâd seen her name. He hated the way he left her. Sheâs probably in her apartment right now questioning his change of plans. Sheâs probably blaming herself. Erik picked himself up from the floor and took off his shoes. He placed his jacket on the couch and took a seat.
Erikâs leg bounced as he tried to figure out what to say. Sheâs probably overthinking.
It wasnât okay. He fell for her. He wasnât supposed to fall for her.
She did have a point. He was supposed to be snugged behind her in her bedâwell, that bitch nigga slept there too. Heâd much rather she be in his bed right now. Cuddling with Fae beneath his sheets sounded so much better.
Erik stood up from his couch and strolled over to his door. He could see Fae leaving her apartment with Deuce in her pajamas. She knocked on his door and Erik opened it quickly. Fae slipped inside with Deuce in her arms and he shut the door. Faeâs big brown eyes looked up at him and Erik looked down at her beautiful face. Fae had her braids up in a messy bun and the cutest nightgown on. One of those nightgowns you get from Target.
âHi.â She greeted him with a soft-spoken voice.
âHi.â Erik replied.
âYou wanted to talk?â Fae questioned.
Her eyes followed Diesel as he walked up to her. He sniffed her feet in a pair of Ugg Tasman slippers. She placed Deuce down on the floor and both dogs scurried off.
âYeah,â Erik reached out for her hand, âLetâs go to my room.â
Fae took his hand and they walked to his room. Once inside, Erik cracked his door. Fae climbed onto his bed and kicked off her slippers. Erik took off his cargo pants and settled next to Fae. She was resting on her side while her head is propped up in her hand.
ââŠIâm sorry that I stormed off. I justâŠI was worried about Cordell popping up unexpectedly. I was thinkinâ about how he comes home every night after doing whatever the fuck it is that heâs doing and justâŠlaying next to you after all that like shit is cool is fucked up to me. Itâs manipulative. I donât like it.â
Fae listened intently. Her eyes blinked slowly at Erik.
ââŠyouâre too sweet, too beautiful, too much of a good woman to endure that. I love that youâre cheating back, I love that you let me do you in your apartment. I love it, I just donât like that heâs still thereâŠwith access to youâŠand for that Iâm sorry. Itâs not my place to feel that way. You donât owe me an explanation, ma.â
Erik turned away and stared down at his hands. Fae sat up on her knees and grabbed Erikâs shoulder. He looked up at her through his curled lashes. Faeâs eyes scanned his handsome face before she scooted closer, pressing her soft lips against his. Erikâs brows furrowed and he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her in closer. Fae swung a leg over him and plopped down in his lap. They kissed for a while, Erikâs fingertips rubbing up and down the dip in her spine, Faeâs hands tugging on his locs.
Erik broke their kiss and he stared into Faeâs eyes before his gaze dropped down. He couldnât look at her without those three words echoing in his conscious. Fae kisses along his neck, causing Erik to grunt.
âFaedra,â Erik said with a hushed tone.
âHm?â
Faeâs face was so close to his that their noses touched.
âYouâre asking for it, girlâŠâ
Fae giggled softly, âWhat if I am?â
Erikâs low eyes stared her down. Fae bites her lip and Erik licked his own. Fae leaned back and grabbed the bottom of her nightgown, lifting it up and over her head in one motion. Erikâs eyes fell to her breasts with stiff, brown nipples. His hands came up to palm them and Fae grabbed his face, pulling him in for another kiss. Erikâs hands roamed all over her body. He couldnât get over how soft her skin felt.
âDonât think, just fuck me,â Fae shoved Erik and he fell back against the bed, âLet me ride it.â
She didnât give Erik any time to pull his briefs down. Faeâs dainty hands tugged with force and his dick bobbed out and stood tall, pointed towards her mouth. Fae slid down his body in a rush and wrapped her plump lips around his tip.
âFuck, girl,â Erik hissed, âDamnâŠâ
Fae swallowed him and she gagged a little. Erikâs hand curled around the base of her head and he forced his dick deeper. So deep that his balls were almost touching her chin.
Fae drew back and started sucking his length down her throat. Erikâs toes dragged across the carpet of his bedroom floor and his thigh muscles flexed. This is probably the best head heâd had in a long time. She had him shaking.
âDayum,â Erik formed a crease in his brow and pouted his lip, âYouâre such a nasty girlâŠ.ughhhhhââ
His orgasm caught him off guard. He fell back against the bed completely and dragged both of his hands down his face in disbelief. Faeâs lips popped off his thick pipe and she licked her lips before climbing up and straddling him. She squatted over him and Erik held her up with his hands beneath her ass.
Fae aimed his fat tip at her wet hole and she circled her hips over his sensitive head before slowly lowering her hips. They both sigh in unison. She placed her hands on his chest, arched her back, folded her feet beneath his strapping thighs, and bounced. Erikâs hands fell to his sides and he stared up at her with his eyes ablaze.
âUhuh, Uhuh, Uhuh, Uhuh,â Fae moaned.
âYou love this fuckinâ dickâŠlook how youâre taking it,â Erik bites his lip, âDonât stop.â
Fae forced her eyes shut and focused her attention on giving Erik the best ride heâs ever had. The sound of her wet pussy and skin slapping against his thighs filled the room. Faeâs braids fell from her bun and crowded her face. One of her hands came up to grip Erik by the jaw and her eyes crossed.
âYou cumming? That pussy cumming?â Erik questioned with a soft voice.
Fae could only nod her head.
âYouâre so fucking sexyââ
âOh!â
Fae fell and she was pressed against Erik. Erik wrapped his arms around her and rolled over so that she was on her back again. He dragged her towards the edge of the bed and spread her thighs. With her ankles in his hands, Erik stood up and started fucking her. Fae clung to the sheets for dear life. Erik watched the way his fat dick split her pussy open wide. That clit was poking out at him, her labia was spread open and wrapped around his dick like a pair of lips, his dick was glossy from her arousal. It was beautiful.
âErik!â Fae shouted.
He hunched over her and wrapped his hands around her neck. She looked up at him with surprise and her mouth agape.
âOh! Uh! Yes! Daddy!â
Her body seized up and her eyes almost rolled to the back of her head.
âI love making you cum, babyâŠâ
He slipped out and Fae gasped. Erik picked her up and placed her on her stomach with her head on a pillow. Faeâs hand slipped beneath his pillow and she could feel weighted steel. She withdrew her hand quickly and Erik noticed. Fae looked back at him over her shoulder and Erik's eyes were steady on hers while his hand slipped beneath the pillow to grip the handle.
âWhy do you keep it under your pillow?â Fae asked.
Erik revealed his GLOCK G20 and sat it down carefully on his bedside table with the barrel pointed in the opposite direction.
âJust a habit.â Erik said.
He spread her thighs a little so he could find her entrance. Faeâs eyes shut when his dick pushed inside deep. He propped himself up on his fists behind her and he fucked her in flat doggy-style.
Fae smashed her left cheek against the pillow and both of her hands fisted the sheets. The constant clapping and bouncing of the mattress was enough to prove how deep Erik was dickinâ Fae down.
âYouâre mine..your ass is mine,â Erik said with a shaky voice from the way Faeâs pussy clenched around him.
âYes! Yes!â Fae shouted.
Erik dropped to his knees and grabbed Fae by her braids. One hand came down on her ass with a wide open palm.
âBring that ass up,â Erik watched with hard eyes as Fae arched her back, âGood girlâŠâ
He went in like he never stopped. Erik used Faeâs hair to turn her head so she could look back at him. Hot tears stained her cheeks. Tears of ecstasy. Erik released her hair and placed one hand around the front of her neck. His hot tongue slipped into her drooling mouth and he licked and sucked all over her lips.
âMhmâŠmmmmm,â Fae could only moan.
âYou wanna cum, donât you?â Erik spoke against her lips with a smirk.
âPlease?!â Fae begged with a whiny voice.
âAsk me better than that, Fae.â
Erik released her and Fae dropped forward, hiding her face when Erik started going faster. In and out his thick pipe thrusted.
âAsk meâŠ,â Erik whacked her across the ass again, âOpen your mouth and ask me, Fae.â
âDaddyâDaddy please?âcan I cum?â She spoke with a hushed tone.
âYou wanna bust on this dick you better fix your arch!!!â
Fae whimpered as she pushed herself up and arched her back. Erik hummed in approval and it sent a shiver up her spine so intense her shoulders buckled. Even the kiss he placed in the center of her spine made her gasp as if sheâd been doused in cold water.
âBetter?â Fae replied with a trembling voice.
âGood girl, thatâs my good girl!!!â
Fae couldnât believe how fucking wet she was. That dick was sliding in and out her pussy with ease. She felt a heat in the pit of her belly and it caused tears to stream down her cheeks. She almost saw heaven. It was that intense. An out of body experience. Like her soul left its vessel for a brief intermission. She didnât even have to announce her release, Erik felt it.
âOh, yeah? Oh fuck yeah,â Erik grunted, âFUCK.â
He slipped out and his hot cum painted her backside. Fae dropped down on the bed like sheâd been knocked out. Erik sat back on his haunches and tried to catch his breath. He was sweating so much that it dripped from his nose.
âFae?â Erik called out to her, âYou okay?â
ââŠmhm.â
Erikâs chest was burning from trying to catch his breath. He carefully climbed off of the bed and walked up to Fae. He smoothed her braids from her face and wasnât surprised to find her sleeping. He palmed her booty and gave it a light slap. She squirmed and scrunched her face in such a cute way.
âI love you.â Erik said.
âMhm.â Fae responded.
Erik knew she didnât really hear him. But damn, he wanted her to. So bad. He grew to love her from a distance before they officially met. It was hard to explain. It hit him so fast. What was supposed to be a mission turned out to be a pleasant distraction. Erik honestly didnât know if they would ever be together. That stung worse than the blade once wedged in his side.
Erik brought the sheets over Faeâs body and she snuggled against one of his pillows. Erik went to take a piss and when he returned he could hear his work phone vibrating. His chest grew tight with anticipation as he retrieved the phone from his side table drawer. Bringing the screen to his gaze, he shut his eyes briefly.
Diana.
Erik walked out of his room, cracking the door behind him before walking into his office. He cracked the door and answered the call.
âMeet me at Liberty State Park.â
She didnât even wait for a response from Erik before ending the call abruptly. Erik slowly moved the phone away from his ear. He knew exactly what this was about.
Twinkling night sky, glassy ink-black water, and the reflection of the New York skyline ablaze with many lights was the view that greeted Erikâs eyes. Hands in his all black hoodie pockets, he spotted the statuesque figure of Diana with her back turned towards him. She glanced over her shoulder and her golden eyes met his briefly before she tore them away.
Erik took his place beside her silently, eyes scanning the lively city. His black Doc Martens tapped the concrete impatiently. The forty-five minute drive over felt like a waste. Whatever she has to say she could have said over the phone.
âKillmonger.â Diana greeted him.
âDiana.â
Erik looked at her with a tight jaw.
âThe Ghost Fugitive.â
Erik exhaled.
âIâm handling itââ
âFaedra McAdams has been a distraction, Killmonger. Since when do you get distracted?â
Erik remained silent. He had no reason to argue Dianaâs point. He had been distracted and thrown off his game.
âDo you know how long it took? Do you understand that if you donât end this now, it would have been for nothing?â Diana said.
âListenââ
âI know you donât care about politics, Killmonger, but we decided to do this together because of the ICA. We canât allow ourselves to be manipulated. You know all about manipulation, donât you?â
Diana fully turned to stare at Erik. Her wind blown shoulder-length hair fell into her eyes and she combed her hair away. The chilly air caused her to slightly shiver.
âTheyâre asking questions. Do you want them to step in?â
âNo.â Erik replied begrudgingly.
âLet me give you a brief reminder of how the ICA system works, Killmonger. You get three penalties. Three,â Diana emphasized the number three with her fingers, âwhich is generous compared to other agencies like HYDRA, but after those three strikes are up, they send a top agent such as yourself, to eliminate the Assassin. You should know about that, you do it all the time.â
Erik closed his eyes and released an even breath.
âIâm aware of the logistics, I know what the fuck Iâm up againstââ
âThen get it done. You have until the start of the Bankok job. If you have to burn it to dispose of your little distraction, do it. OtherwiseâŠâ
Diana retrieved an all black pistol from the back of her tight black pants and Erikâs eyes didnât leave hers. He knew that Diana would kill Faedra. Without hesitation. In that case, heâd have to kill her. No one was going to lay a finger on Fae.
ââŠIâll do it for you.â
Silence stretched on for another five seconds until Erikâs sinister chuckle caused Diana to narrow her eyes.
ââŠLet me make myself clear, Diana,â Erik rolled his shoulders in a threatening manner and his voice took on a deeper more menacing tone, âIâll kill you.â
Erikâs face was centimeters away from Dianaâs. His eyes didnât blink and they looked cold and dark.
ââŠYou donât touch her. You donât speak to her. You donât even breathe around her.â
Dianaâs eyes narrowed at Erik and that pistol was still in her grasp.
âPartner or not, Iâll put a bullet between your eyes, Diana,â Erik looked her up and down, âDo we have an understanding?â
âHow dare youââ
âI SAIDâŠdo we have an understandingââ
âHow long have you known about her? Five months?! What will she think when she finds out who you really are? Then what? You think sheâll love you, Erik? Youâre incapable of love. Maybe I should remind you about what you did all those years ago to your ex. You almost killed that woman. If Fae was in her right mind, she would run so far away from youââ
Erik snatched up Dianaâs gun and pointed it at her forehead. Diana stared at him wide-eyed and he could see the fear beyond her gaze. He took the safety off of the pistol and Diana stared into the barrel.
âYou donât talk about my past, Diana. You donât get to stand there and fucking judge me. You donât know what the fuck Iâve been through!â
Diana stared at Erik with a stony expression.
âGet that gun out my face, Erik.â Diana commands with a low, threatening tone.
Erik didnât do it right away. After another minute he slowly lowered the gun and placed it behind him in the waistband of his pants. Dianna scuffed and shook her head before creating space between them.
âDoesnât matter. If I donât kill her, they will.â Diana said matter-of-factually.
âIâll get it done. Get off my ass about it.â Erik replied.
Diana looked at Erik with disappointment. He could feel her judgment through her hard gaze.
âHave you been training for the Bangkok job?â
Club 27 is Killmongerâs current high-profile mission. Heâs tasked to kill Jordan Cross and Ken Morgan. One year ago, promising young actress, Hannah Highmoore, fell to her death from Cross' penthouse loft in Dumbo, New York. According to the police, Ms. Highmoore's death was a tragic accident but her parents remain unconvinced. They firmly believe that Cross murdered Hannah and only escaped justice due to the power and influence of his father: billionaire media mogul Thomas Cross.
A secondary target, Ken Morgan, corporate fixer and attorney to the Cross family, is also staying at the hotel. Cunning and unscrupulous, Morgan was a key agent in the cover-up of Hannah Highmoore's murder and Jordan Cross' subsequent acquittal. The Highmoores understandably want retribution. And while the system may be powerless, Killmonger is anything but.
âThereâs a room waiting for me at the Himmapan Hotel as we speak.â Erik replied with a dry tone.
âIn that case, weâre done talking.â
Diana turned to leave and Erik caught her by the arm. She didnât look back at him.
ââŠIâm really sorry about putting that gun in your face. I donât take threats lightly.â
âWhat a way to apologize,â Diana chuckled, âitâs just a phase, right? You fuck her?â
Erik released Dianaâs arm and she finally faced him with a sly smirk.
âYou did. Oh, KillmongerâŠâ
Erik looked at her with unblinking eyes. Diana held her hand out for her gun and Erik lifted the back of his hoodie up, retrieving the pistol. He placed it in Dianaâs hand and she accepted it.
âExpect a debrief in two weeksâŠâ
Diana walked away, leaving Erik alone to his thoughts.
Fae tried to calm him down. Her tears flooded her vision. Cordell stood there with his hands up and a frightened look in his eyes. Erik was in full rage mode. It was understandable, Cordell was really asking for it.
âIâll kill you for what you did to her!â Erik barked out.
They were standing on the rooftop of the apartment building.
âErik, listen to me, put the gun down.â
Fae placed one hand on his arm tenderly. Her eyes were pleading with him to put the gun down. He took one look at Fae and then his eyes were back on Cordell molten hot. He lowers his P365 slowly, eyes unblinking.
Thump!
Fae watched with wide eyes and her mouth dropped open in shock.
Erik kicked Cordell off of the rooftop. Erik watched with sinister eyes as his body dropped to his death.
Erik!
He looked back at her with a villainous smile.
Fae opened her eyes and her heartbeat settled to a lower rhythm. Sleeping on Erikâs bed felt like sleeping on a cloud. Fae yawned and her sleepy eyes looked down at Erikâs side of the bed. She had a nightmare about Erik and Cordell fighting over her. It ended with Cordell falling to his demise. Fae sat up fully and climbed out of bed to use the bathroom.
When she returned after freshening up, she stared down at his Glock on the bedside table. Fae reached out and picked up the heavy gun. She turned it every which way, wondering to herself if it was a habit of his because he was a Bodyguard for important people. That would explain why he was always on high alert.
Speaking of Erik, he disappeared again. She went on a search for her phone and found it on his dresser. Fae called Erik and each time she did, it continued to ring and ring. She started to grow worried. It was so early in the morning, why would he leave so suddenly?
She opened his closet and grabbed a random hoodie from a hanger, pulling it over her head. She left his room and walked down the length of the hallway, her eyes searching from room to room. Fae sat on the sofa while Diesel and Deuce were stretched out on the floor. All of them were waiting for Erikâs return.
She reached for his remote and powered on the TV. As she flipped through random channels, an episode of House Hunters caught her attention. Time stretched on until It was six oâclock in the morning. Fae had tried his phone multiple times again and thatâs when she started thinking the worst. She figured she could feed the boys so she gave them both a quick meal. She knew that they needed to go for a walk and relieve themselves.
After another hour, the door knob jiggled and Fae shot up from the couch, almost hitting her knee against the coffee table. Both Diesel and Deuce were on their feet, tails wagging expectantly. Fae watched as Erik opened the door and he looked at her then down at the dogs. He secured the door and pushed his hood off before approaching Fae.
âErik? I tried calling you.â
He stared at her for a second and then his eyes scanned the room. What she didnât know, was that heâd left last night in such a hurry, he forgot his personal cell phone.
âI had to step out to prepare for that job. Iâve been caught up lately and I needed some time to get it done. I gotta leave in a matter of daysâŠIâm sorry I didnât let you know.â
Faeâs expression softened and she tried to hide her annoyance with a smirk and a dry chuckle.
âI wasâI was just worriedâhow did training go?â
âGood. I feel better about the job now.â Erik replied.
âGreat,â Fae rocked back and forth on her heels, âI was thinking we could walk the boys? I know they need to go to the bathroomâŠâ
âYeahâŠyeah. Go throw on a pair of my sweats and meet me out here.â
Fae disappeared down the hall and Erik exhaled. She took two minutes and she was back out and ready to go.
âReady, pretty girl?â
âYep.â Fae replied with a blush.
They left the apartment together and Fae walked ahead of Erik to catch the elevator. Erik caught up with her and grabbed her hand. Fae looked from their intertwined fingers and up to his face. Erik smirked at her and she returned the smile.
âI had an idea. I donât know if youâd be down for it or notâŠâ
The elevator doors opened and they walked inside.
âWhatâs that?â Fae responded with curiosity.
She leaned against the wall of the elevator and stared up at Erik with attentive eyes.
âSince this is going to be my last few days with you before I leave for Bangkok, I was wondering if youâd be okay if I took you to work in the mornings? I could even pick you upâŠâ
Faeâs brown eyes widened and Erik chuckled.
âUhmâŠyeah, I would like that. Cordell usually works late and he doesnât come home until an hour or so after me. You canât get enough of me, can you?â
Fae wagged her arched brows playfully.
âNahhhh,â Erik smiled, âYou got me in a trance.â
Fae giggles. The elevator doors opened and Erik gave her two quick pecks to her soft lips. They quickly left the elevator and strolled out of the apartment building and onto the busy sidewalk. They made their way to the dog park hand-in-hand.
âWe could have a quickie before you clock in. A quickie before I drop you offâŠâ
Fae nibbled on her bottom lip. Erikâs eyes scanned her body. Deuce and Diesel both sped up at the same time, pulling Fae and Erik along.
âLooks like weâre moving too slow for them!â
âGuess soâAYE!â
Erik almost stumbled over the pavement from Diesel taking off running when the dog park came into view. Fae laughed boisterously at Erik trying to gain control of the leash.
âYou should have seen your face! Priceless,â Fae was bent over laughing, âLooked like your life flashed before your eyes!â
Erik shook his head before crouching down to let Diesel free, âAight, Fae, wasnât that funny.â
âIf it was me, you would be laughing, shut up!â Fae teased.
âYou shut up, midget,â Erik fired back.
Fae shoves Erik and he fell back on his hands. He looked up at her with a glare and he shot up to his feet, wrapping his arms around her trim waist and lifting her from the ground. Fae writhed in his grasp and Deuce circled Erikâs body, barking at him.
âMommaâs good, Deuce!â Erik shouted.
âPut me down, Erik!â Fae yelled.
They were causing a scene. Others that occupied the dog park were looking their way.
âManners.â Erik said.
âPlease?!â
Erik placed Fae onto her feet and she gave him a death glare.
âAww, youâre so adorable,â Erik teased before reaching out to pinch her cheek.
âYou better had let me down or Deuce was gonna bite that ass!â Fae argues.
âDeuce is my friend,â Erik placed a hand against his chest, âHe wouldnât hurt me.â
After Diesel and Duece went to the bathroom, Fae and Erik let them both run around for a bit. Fae sat on Erikâs lap and they both watched their dogs sprint around. Fae looked down at Erik and she reached up to play in his hair.
âHmm,â Erik gave her a tired look, âThat feels good.â
âYou havenât slept. You know that?â Fae said.
âI know, mamas. Iâm gonna take a long nap when we get back.â Erik reassured her.
âI donât wanna go back to my placeâŠâ
Erikâs exhausted gaze stared up at Fae.
âThen donât. Stay with me.â
ââŠyou know I canât.â Fae replied.
A silence filled the space between them. Erik scratched the side of his nose and looked down at his feet.
âWhy canât you?â He questioned.
Fae sat quietly for a few seconds. Erik knew she was trying to figure out what to say. But what was there to say? He cheated on her multiple times. Heâs no good for her.
âFae?â Erik called out to her.
âHuh?â She replied with a small voice.
âWhatâs up?â Erik peeked up at her.
âNothingâŠI donât know whyâŠâ
Erik felt his chest tighten with anxiousness.
âHm, okay.â
Fae was struggling to look at him. She turned her head towards the front. Erik exhales.
âFaeâŠwhatâs it gonna take for you to leave this nigga?â
âI am gonna leave himââ
âWhen?â Erik cut her off.
âSoonââ
âSoon as in when that nigga get home orâŠ?â
âErikâŠâ
Fae climbed down from his lap.
âI just donât understand what the hold up is.â
Fae rolled her eyes.
âYou still love him?â
She looked at Erik and opened her mouth to speak but Erik could tell.
âYou do, donât you?â
âThatâs hard to just sayâto stopâI donât want toâheâs been there for me through a lotâIâm gonna leave him itâs just hard. Iâm gonna be on my own. The apartment is expensiveââ
âYou donât need him. Trust me, you donât.â
Faeâs sad eyes made Erik feel guilty.
âListen, Iâm sorry. I keep overstepping. I justâŠI donât understand why you just donât leave.â
ââŠYouâre right.â
Fae exhaled a shaky breath.
âYou know, Iâve always been so dependent on a man. Even now with everything, I feel like Iâm lost, you know? And it sucks. It hurts.â
Erikâs eyes softened as he stared at her.
âYou donât need to feel that way. FaeâŠlisten, look at me, youâre such an amazing woman. You deserve so much better. I donât want you to feel like you have to settle. So what if he lives there? The more you allow him to stick around, the more in control he is. Heâs been in control long enough.â
Erikâs jaw clenched and his eyes were ablaze. Faeâs big brown eyes became watery and a single tear rolled down her cheek. Erik thumbed her tear away and Fae released an uneven sigh.
âIâm gonna leave him today.â
Erik nodded his head and he couldnât hold back his smile.
âThis is gonna be toughâŠâ
âIâll be right there if you need me, Fae.â Erik said.
Crazy enough, two days had gone by with no trace of Cordell. No text, no call, nothing. Fae was more than prepared to confront him about his cheating and end things for good. She contacted his mother and even she hadnât heard from him. She was very very worried. It wasnât like Cordell to disappear without letting her know. Even if it was a lie, he wouldnât have gone this long without checking in. Fae couldnât sleep, work, or think without wondering where he was.
She checked the news and even a murder page on Instagram for any updates but wouldnât his family know? Wouldnât the police have shown up to her door by now? Erik had been busy himself. He would call Fae whenever he had time to check in to see how she was doing and if there were any updates, but it was getting closer and closer for his departure. She had to reschedule brunch with her friends because she was distracted mentally. Plus, she knew they would start asking questions and Fae wasnât prepared to tell them.
Fae got herself dressed for work on a chilly Wednesday morning and Erik knocked on her door. Fae grabbed her work bag and made sure everything was good before leaving. She opened the door and Erik greeted her dressed in lounge wear like he just rolled out of bed. His head was covered in a black beanie. Fae accepted a kiss from him but she wasnât really in the mood to kiss. Cordell was missing and she didnât have any answers. Erik however didnât seem fazed at all. Not that she was expecting him to.
âHow are you?â Erik finally questioned when they were both in his car.
Fae adjusted her black spectacles and exhaled, âIâm worried. I donât know where he could be or what heâs doing.â
Erik pulled out of the garage. He one-hand whipped his car.
âDo you think he might be with that woman?â
Fae shut her eyes and shook her head.
âI donât even want to think about that. Iâd probably kill him when I see him.â She said.
Erik glanced over at her.
âIâve been keeping tabs on the news myself. Nothing out of the ordinary. UnlessâŠhe was abductedââ
âWho would want to kidnap Cordell?â Fae laughed, âHeâs just a teacher from NY who canât keep his dick to himself.â
Erik bit his tongue. He had a lot to say but he remained silent. It was best for him to remain silent.
âI donât know. Iâm just worried. I have this nervous feeling in my gut. I justâŠI donât understand why he hasnât reached out. I know he isnât shit, but this isnât like him at all.â
Fae rubbed her temples. Erik caressed her thigh.
âRelax, Fae. I know itâs easier said than done, but you canât keep stressing out over it. Youâve been in contact with his family. Iâm sure theyâre looking into it.â
âI hope so,â Fae sighs, âI even tried his job and they acted like I was crazy.â
Erik formed a crease in his brow, âWhatchu mean?â
Fae exhaled, âApparently they donât know a Cordell. Which makes absolutely no sense. Heâs a teacher there and a coach. How the fuck wouldnât you know?â
Erik cocked his head to the side.
âMaybe you spoke to someone whoâs a new hire?â
âMaybe. I need to speak to Miss whatever her name is. The girl heâs been sleeping with.â
After another twenty minutes, Erik pulled up at Faeâs job and he reached behind him to the back seat. He got out of the car and jogged around to open her door. Fae slipped out and Erik handed over her work bag. He kissed her cheek and rubbed her arms.
âHave a good day at work. Call me when you get a break. Iâll see you at five.â
âThanks, E.â Fae gave him a small smile.
âNo problem.â
He got back in the car and watched Fae enter the MET. When the coast was clear, Erik drove off.
Fae greeted her coworkers as she made her way to her desk. After taking her seat, she checked her work phone voice messages and none were from Cordell. She booted her laptop and tried his phone again. A hand to her shoulder startled her and Fae jumped.
âFaedra! So sorry.â
It was her supervisor, Linda. Linda was a tall, lanky Caucasian woman with salt and pepper hair that she wore in a neat bun. Her oblong face with alabaster skin came into view. Fae stared into her concrete gray eyes with a startled look.
âI came to say goodmorning and to remind you about the field trip this morning? From the middle school? Manhattan Middle?â
Fae completely forgot about that.
âOh! Yes, yes I remember. When will they be here?â
âIn about twenty minutes or so. The teachers name is Miss. Rio.â
Fae couldnât believe her ears. She didnât know if this was the universe giving her a sign, but Miss. Rio being here at her job had to mean something. She was with Cordell this past weekend. He could be at her home right now. Fae was going to ask questions.â
âGreat. Iâll go greet them.â
âExcellent,â Linda smiled before sauntering away.
After twenty minutes, a small history class of students in a single-filed line with their name badges and wandering eyes headed towards her. Fae could make out Miss. Rio and it took a lot of strength to be professional and smile. Miss. Rio looked at her and for a second, Fae knew that sheâd recognized her.
âHello! My name is Fae! Welcome Manhattan Middle! Iâm so excited to be your tour guide for the day. We have a lot of ground to cover. Please, stay together and pay attention. Weâre going to start in the African Origin of Civilization exhibition first.â
Miss. Rio was dressed in a dark purple, form-fitting pencil skirt with a black blouse and black flats. She walked to the front of the line while a substitute teacher remained in the back as an extra eye on the children. Miss. Rio gave Fae a nervous smile and Fae returned the smile.
They started making their way into the exhibit and while Fae did her thing, she couldnât keep her eyes off of Miss. Rio.
âScholars today recognize Africa as the source of our common ancestry. But in 1974, Senegalese scholar and humanist Cheikh Anta Diop shocked and challenged historians by asserting the influence of ancient African civilizations in his groundbreaking book The African Origin of Civilization: Myth or RealityâŠâ
Fae continued, âThis exhibition pays homage to Diop by presenting masterpieces from the Museumâs collections from west and central Africa alongside art from ancient Egypt for the first time in The Metâs history.â
Fae spent time on each exhibit and answered any questions the students had before they went to the next exhibition. Three exhibits in, the children took a lunch break before finishing up. Miss. Rio excused herself to the restroom and Fae took that opportunity to corner her. The substitute teacher had an eye on the children. Fae stepped to the side to allow a mother and her two daughters to walk out before she entered. Ironically, Miss. Rio was the only one remaining in the bathroom.
Fae only waited two minutes and the bathroom stall door opened. Miss. Rio walked out and her eyes landed on Faeâs. She shut the door behind her and walks over towards the sink. Fae locked eyes with her through the mirror and after Miss. Rio dried her hands off, she turned around to face Fae.
âWhat do you want to know?â She said.
Fae chuckled. Miss. Rio crossed her arms and shifted her weight on one hip.
âThatâs what you have to say? After sleeping with my man? Coming to my apartment and fucking him in my bed? Are you serious?â Fae fired back.
âI didnât know he was with anyone at firstââ
âSo, you just went to my apartment and not once noticed anything that made you think, oh! Heâs in a relationship?!â Fae whisper-yelled.
âListen, what do you want me to say?! An apology wouldnât be enough, right?â Miss. Rio fired back.
âWowâŠYouâre a joke. Anyway, thatâs not why Iâm confronting you, you can have him. My beef is with him. I just want to know was he with you this weekend and is he still there? He hasnât been home in two days.â
Miss. Rio hesitated.
âWell?â Fae pressed impatiently.
âYes. Yes he was there this weekend. He left this morning.â
Fae turned away from Miss. Rio and shut her eyes. This motherfucker has been staying with that hoe for two days and didnât even bother to say anything.
âI have to get back to my class.â
Fae didnât have anything further to say. She didnât like the woman, but what good will it do to whip her ass? Sheâd lose her job. Miss. Rio left Fae standing in that public bathroom with tears in her eyes. She felt like a fucking bozo. Fae grabbed a few tissues and blotched her cheeks before exiting the bathroom. The students, Miss. Rio, and the substitute waited for her.
âOkay! Who wants to see the European Paintings?â
Erik was seated in Grand Central Station. He could make out an old friend of his that worked with the ICA. His name is Ethan and heâs Asian. Ethan sat behind Erik, dressed in business attire to not draw attention. Erik turned his head slightly to his right to speak.
âSean Thomas is missing. Anything you can tell me that I need to know?â Erik spoke with a hushed voice.
Ethan took out his phone and slipped it behind him so Erik could grab a hold of it through the opening in the bench. He retrieved the phone and his eyes dropped down to look at the screen. What he could make out was that the ICA attempted to exterminate him two days ago and Sean got away. This was bad news for Erik. Heâs most likely lying low until things died down. A hoard of people made their way towards them. Ethan started speaking in mandarin.
âTĂČuguĂČ zhĂšcĂŹ xĂngdĂČng, tÄmen zhĂšngzĂ i shÄ«qĂč duĂŹ nÇ de xĂŹnrĂšn, kĂš'Är mĂĄng gÄ.â
Erik nodded his head and cocked it to the side. Losing their trust in him meant penalty number one.
âWÇ gÄi xiÄngxĂŹn dĂ i ÄnnĂ ma? WÇ gÇnjuĂ© tÄ duĂŹ ICA gĂ nrÇo wÇ de rĂšnwĂč fĂč yÇu zĂ©rĂšnâŠâ
Ethan pondered before he spoke, âDĂ i ÄnnĂ zhĂ ozhÄng bĂ nshĂŹ. GuĂČqĂč yÄ«gĂš yuĂš tÄ yÄ«zhĂ zĂ i niÇyuÄ. WÇ bĂč huĂŹ xiÄngxĂŹn tÄ.â
So, Erik shouldnât trust Diana. His guess was correct. Sheâs discussing things with the ICA behind Erikâs back. He needed to call her after this and schedule another meet up. He was going to cut ties with Diana and work alone. A lot of Hitmen work alone. Itâs just a heavier workload and room for more mistakes.
They waited until the coast was clear. When the last person walked past, Erik cleared his throat.
âHave they been keeping an eye on her?â Erik asked.
âThey plan to do whatever it takes to find him, Killmonger. If that means taking the girl, theyâll do it.â Ethan whispered.
âHow long before they strike again?â
âTwenty-four hours.â Ethan said.
Silence stretched on. The background chatter and rushed footsteps of people surrounded them. Ethan stood up and adjusted his suit jacket before retrieving his work satchel and the phone from Erikâs hand between the seat.
âRĂșguÇ nĂn xĆ«yĂ o wÇ de bÄngzhĂč, nĂn zhÄ«dĂ o rĂșhĂ© liĂĄnxĂŹ wÇ.â
Ethan pat Erik on the shoulder before walking away. Erik leans forward and props his elbows up on his thighs. This was his fault. If he didnât get caught up with Fae and tapped into his cold, blood thirsty nature, Sean Thomas would already be dead.
He had to remain ahead of the ICA.
On his way out of Grand Central Station, Erik walked up to his car and hopped in. He dialed Dianaâs number and after four rings, it went to voicemail. Erik checked the time and Fae would be off within the next hour. He made his way to her job to wait for her since he was on the other side of town. He knew that he had to be honest with Fae now. It wasnât fair for him to keep his life a secret knowing that she had a target on her back. Even if the truth would push her away, protecting her was his number one priority.
Sean Thomas is a murderer, and a Con Artist. Heâs good at stealing identities and disappearing under a new alias. Heâs responsible for murdering four women across the U.S from Detroit, to Chicago, to Georgia, and now New York. He got landed in prison for a robbery charge that led him to a man named Cordell. Cordell has a history of drug-related crimes and heâs from New York. While locked up with Cordell for three years, he learned everything about his cell mate.
His family, his dream job, where he grew up. Sean planned on stealing his identity and creating a new life for himself. He got out of prison and hooked up with an old partner of his to help him with his new life. He settled in N.Y.C and reunited with his âfamilyâ who hadnât seen him in years since he was adopted at the age of three. They welcomed him in like he never left.
What he didnât know was that heâd been tracked down by Erik. Erik was hired to find out everything he needed to know about Sean and kill him. Heâd burned too many bridges and stole from too many people. While Erik finally secured his target, he was also informed to kill anyone else who may get in the way, and that included a significant other.
Fae.
Erik had to keep an eye on Fae as well and the more he watched her, the more he fell for her. He did the one thing he normally wouldnât do: get close. Now, heâs sleeping with his targets girl friend.
Erikâs car came to a slow stop outside of Faeâs job and he called her to see if she was finished for the day. Her phone rang and went to voicemail. Panic crept up Erikâs spine the more she wouldnât answer. He opened his car door with force and stepped out onto the busy street. His eyes searched for anything that would give away someone watching her. From what he could tell, there was no sign of danger below.
His obsidian eyes looked towards the tops of the skyscrapers and buildings. His eyes double-backed to a short building with an open window across from the MET and three spots over. Erik knew that the window hadnât been opened before. He had a snipers eye as well, so his gut instinct told him that a sniper was camped out in that building, waiting for Fae to arrive.
The best way for Erik to know for sure was to enter that building himself. It was broad daylight and rush hour in one of the busiest cities in the U.S. Erik rushed across the street as fast as he could and took long strides towards the building. He noted an alley and a back entrance to the building. Erik dipped down the alley and ran towards the end until he came across a lengthy fire escape. From what he remembers, the open window was on the top floor.
Erik climbed the fire escape two steps at a time. It took him five minutes to make it to the top since the building was only eight stories tall. Once there. Erik retrieved his gun and stood stealthily to the side of the cracked, dingy window. He risked a peep inside and all he could make out was a bunch of plastic sheeting since the building was still under construction.
Erik crouched down and with his back pressed firmly against the brick wall, he used his right hand to open the window carefully. Once fully opened, Erik ducked inside swiftly, his foot crunching down on broken cement and dust. His Maxim 9 pistol with a silencer integrated into the gun aimed in front of him, Erik moved haltingly with his eyes scanning the abandoned floor like a hawk. He made it into a room almost the size of a box and there, propped up in the window was a Mk 13 Mod 0/5/7 sniper rifle.
Erik surveyed the area to make sure the coast was clear. Whoever had been occupying this spot must have been here for less than eight hours. Erik got down on his knee and peeked through the sniper scope. It was aimed for the MET. He knew that Fae hadnât been killed, but the sniper would have taken a shot if Erik hadnât shown up. Just then, Erikâs phone vibrated deep in his back pocket. He quickly stood up and when he grabbed his phone, it was Fae calling him.
âFae?â Erik answered.
âIâm sorry. I had to leave work earlier today. I took an Uber.â
Erik paced back and forth.
âWhy didnât you call me? I could have picked you up.â
âI didnât want to bother you. I know youâve been busy lately. Iâm at the apartment now. Just got here.â
âAny luck with Cordell?â Erik questioned.
âNo. Still nothing.â
âIâm on my way, Fae. Justââ
A garrote wire wrapped around Erikâs throat from behind, cutting off his airway. His phone dropped from his grasp and fell to the hard floor, the screen cracking and blacking out. Erikâs fingers gripped the edge of the wire and he could feel it cutting into his fingers and drawing blood. He planted his feet firmly against the floor and with brunt force, Erik shoved the person trying to choke him back, their body hitting the wall with a loud thud.
The wire slipped from Erikâs neck, leaving behind an indentation and slight blood. Erik didnât have time to properly catch his breath. He turned and came face to face with a masked man dressed in dark camouflage and boots. The man charged Erik and Erikâs closed fist planted between the bridge of their nose and forehead. It was a sharp punch with a lot of recoil. There was no coming back from that. Erik put them to sleep.
Their body went limp and they were splayed out on the dusty floor like a starfish. Erik took that time to rub his neck and catch his breath. Suddenly, the man clipped Erik and he fell backwards on his hands to catch himself. The masked man did a kick up and was on his feet within seconds. Erik did the same move and they both broke out in combat with hard punching, dodging, kicks, and grunts.
Erik caught both of his arms and head-butted the man before body slamming him so hard his back bowed. While he squirmed, Erikâs fingers fisted the front of his camouflage jacket and he dragged him over to the wall where he tossed him against it like a rag doll. Erik put his foot in that manâs stomach before using his bloody fist to take off the mask. A Caucasian male with a rough face covered in blood and bruises met his ferocious gaze.
âThe ICA sent you?â Erik questioned with a hoarse voice, âANSWER ME!â
Erik pressed the barrel of his pistol into the manâs chin. He was probably seeing double with how hard Erik thumped him.
âY-Youâre supposed to-suppose to be oneâone of us.â
As he attempted to talk, blood sprayed from between his lips.
âSo thatâs a yes,â Erik chuckled darkly.
He pistol-whipped the sniper with the handle of his gun, knocking him out for good. Erik emptied his pockets and found a phone, wallet, keys, and a few knives. Erik combed through his wallet before pocketing it. The phone was locked, so he wouldnât be able to figure out how to hack it until he got back to his apartment.
He needed to get back to his apartment.
Fae was alone and an easy target without him there. Erik rushed to grab a dust barrier, snatching it from the wall and he shielded himself from the blood splatter that would come from killing the sniper. Silencer aimed at his head a safe distance away, Erik fired his pistol and the bullet hit his target in the temple. Erik cleaned up any other traces of him being there and wrapped up the dust barrier, tucking it beneath his arm before making his escape.
âErik? Hello? Erik?â
Fae stood outside of her apartment with her phone to her ear. The call dropped suddenly between her and Erik. She pulled the phone away from her left ear and gave the device a puzzled look. Dialing him again, Erik didnât answer.
âWhat the fuck?â Fae mouthed.
Confused, Fae fumbled with her keys while trying to enter her apartment. The door opened and she pushed her way inside, exhausted mentally from the amount of stress sheâd been experiencing because of Cordell. Fae sat her work bag on the hardwood floor beside the door and removed her shoes. After tossing her keys on a small table next to the door, Fae proceeded to walk further into her apartment. Just then, rustling could be heard coming from her room. Fae paused, her ears perked to catch the noise again. She knew that Deuce was there, but he wouldnât be in her things like that.
Fae walked towards the back of her apartment, her eyes staring straight ahead cautiously at her cracked bedroom door. A hard thump followed by soft cursing had Fae paralyzed with fear. One hand pressed to her chest, body frozen in that hallway, Faeâs eyes fell on her guest bedroom door and noticed it had been shut. She didnât close it before she left that morning. Deuce was most likely in there so he wouldnât get in the way. Deuce would be barking right now if it were a stranger. So it had to be someone he was familiar with rummaging around in Faeâs room.
Fae rushed towards her bedroom door with a fresh wave of courage, pushing the door open with force and coming face-to-face with the cheating man himself.
âCordell?!â
The room looked as if a stampede passed through. It was filthy. Papers everywhere, clothes littering the entire room, dresser drawers out turned and hanging from the hinges, closet ransacked, mattress hanging from the box spring. Faeâs wide, shocked eyes looked back at Cordell with her mouth parted.
âWHAT THE FUCK?â She shouted.
Cordell simply looked at her with distant eyes before focusing back on finding whatever the FUCK it was he was looking for. Fae was livid.
âHELLO?! Iâm talking to you!!â
Fae stomped over to Cordell, almost slipping on the papers scattered across the carpet. She caught herself by falling backwards onto the bed.
âHey, HEY!â Fae gripped Cordell by his shoulder and forced him to turn back, âANSWER ME ASSHOLE!â
âGet off of me, Fae.â Cordell finally spoke with a cold tone.
âGet off of you? Why donât you explain to me why youâre vandalizing my fucking room, dick head?!!â
âWHERE DID YOU PUT IT?â
Cordell stood at his full height, towering over Fae. His voice seemed to change. It was deeper. Unfriendly. Unfamiliar. Cold. Fae cocked her head back and created space between them.
âPut what, Cordell?â
Cordell blinked at her and then he dropped his eyes down to the floor, âDoesnât matter. It isnât here.â
He was on his knees now, spreading the papers out, important papers that belonged to Fae. What is his deal?
âWhere have you been, Cordell? Iâve been calling your phone and texting you for two days now!â
He ignored her again. Fae was shaking with rage.
âYou know what! Iâm sick of this shit. Iâm so fucking sick and tired of your no good, CHEATING ASS!â
Cordell halted in his pursuit to find whatever it was he was looking for. His eyes slowly ascended to meet Faeâs. His face was void of expression.
âYeah, Iâve known for days now that youâve been cheating on me. Not one, but two women! One of which had a field trip at my job today. Miss. Rio?! She tells me youâve been shacking it up with her all this time!â
Cordell bowed his head and exhaled.
Fae had a finger pointed at him aggressively and her voice was so loud it bounced off of the walls, âHow could you disrespect me and bring these nasty women to MY APARTMENT WHERE I SLEEP?! How could you do this to me?! After everything I opened up to you about?! How Iâve been cheated on and mistreated in the past?!â
Faeâs vision blurred as tears flowed from her eyes. Cry-face and all, she was on a rampage. Cordell finally stood up and he just looked at her with no ounce of remorse. No sorries, no care as to how she felt. Nothing. Just a piece of shit man.
âYOU NEVER LOVED ME, HUH?!!! I loved you! I would have done anything for you!!!! How could youâjustâhow could you just stand there and say nothing?!!â
Fae threw her hands up and stared at Cordell with sadness. She was broken. He broke her. She tried to stop herself from crying, but the more she stood there, waiting for him to speak, the clearer it was to her that he didnât care. He didnât love her.
âANSWER ME, CORDELL!!!!â
Cordell slowly blinked at her and then he started smirking. SMIRKING?! Fae was taken aback. She didnât even know how to react to that. What kind of sick individual do you have to be to stand there and find this situation amusing?
ââŠwhat is wrong with you?â Fae questioned with a tremble in her voice.
Cordell turned his gaze towards the ceiling and released a slow, even breath. Fae waited, an uneasy feeling settling in her stomach.
âYou wanna know why I was so drawn to you, Fae?â
Fae squinted her eyes at Cordell with confusion.
ââŠitâs because I could see that you were broken. I could see the pain. I could see that you craved love and affection. No matter how many times your heart had been broken, you still loved hard. An easy girl. Easy to manipulate. To control. To trick. Thatâs what I craved. And guess what? Thatâs exactly what I needed to secure what I really wanted from youâŠâ
A hand covered Faeâs mouth and she scanned Cordellâs face, in full disbelief of what he was saying to her right now. It was so disheartening and cruel. She was stunned to silence even though she wanted to break down and cry.
âYou see, Iâd just gotten out of prison before I met you. I had no place to goâŠto start freshâŠto make a new living for myself. Just like the other bitches before you, I played my part and used my skills to weasel my way in. As soon as I found out about all that money you were sittinâ onâŠfuckâŠI knew I hit the jackpot.â
Fae couldnât believe her ears. She lowered her gaze and scanned the floor. Sheâd recently moved her paperwork that had all of her information regarding the money sheâd gotten from her motherâs death. It was a lot of money. Fae hadnât thought about it much lately because she planned to use that money to purchase a home soon. A beautiful home in upstate New York. Now, she wondered if Cordell had been planning to steal from her all this time.
âAnd now, I need that back, Faedra.â
Cordell stared at her expectantly, waiting for her to reveal where sheâd put them.
ââŠDo you even work as a teacher?â
Cordell narrowed his eyes at her.
âNo.â Cordell replied nonchalantly.
âSo, what was all that shit about seeing Miss. Rio at school?!â
Cordell shook his head and chuckled with annoyance.
âI go to the school during her lunch break and fuck her, Fae.â
Fae was numb to it all now.
âWowâŠwowâŠâ
She placed her hands on her hips and tried to fathom why she ended up in this situation.
âI know itâs a lot to take in right nowâŠ.but I need that bank information.â
âOr what? Youâll kill me for it?â Fae mocked.
Cordell tilted his head and stared at her unblinking. Fae stared at him with a mixture of shock and fear.
âBelieve it or not, Miss. Rio is in on it. The other chick? She had bank too until I cleaned her out. Miss. Rio and I have an understanding where no matter how pissed off we are with each other, weâll always get back together. Itâs been that way for years. Anyway, I played my part to get what I wanted.â
âWowâŠCongratulations, Cordell. You really fooled me. Too bad I fooled you too.â
Cordell gave Fae a confused look.
âYou wanna know what Iâve been up to these past few days? Closer than you think. Right next door actually.â
Cordellâs entire demeanor switched to anger.
âThatâs right, Iâve been fucking the neighbor.â
Cordell balled his fists up and his nostrils flared. He was becoming even more aggressive. Fae folded her arms and smirked at him.
âIt was good too. The first time. So good I ainât never have dick like that before in my life. Heâs big, heâs attentive, he knows how to work my body, he spoils me, he adores me, Deuce loves him. He fucked me so good in our bed when you were gone this past weekendâŠmmmâŠall over the bed. In the showerâŠon the sinkâŠâ
Cordellâs eye twitched. He was ready to snap. Fae knew she was pushing her luck, but one thing about Cordell, he hated Erik. He knew deep down that Erik is more of man than he ever was. He was afraid of Erik. Afraid of what he was capable of. Not only did Fae feel his big dick energy the moment she laid eyes on him, Cordell did too. Erik stole the one thing Cordell thought he could control forever. That struck a nerve.
âI can still feel him inside of me right nowâŠrawâŠthickâŠlongâŠâ
Cordell took a step towards Fae.
âDoesnât feel good, does it? Knowing that another man makes me cum with his mouth and his dick? Treats me with respect? A man I barely knew? Stings, doesnât it? I hope it does. Because thatâs how I felt. Youâre right, I do love hard. I did allow myself to be mistreated more than once. Guess what? I took back my power! And it felt soooo good.â
Faeâs tears rolled down her cheeks. She shook with rage. She felt empowered.
âDamn,â Cordell shook his head with disgust, âJust desperate, huh? You think thatâs a flex? You offered up the pussy to a random nigga you barely know just to get your lick back? Thatâs some wild shitâŠâ
Cordell broke out into a fit of laughter. He doubled over and laughed. Fae simply stared at him. She knew he would deflect and turn it against her. Didnât matter, she still won. She could see past it all. His ego was bruised.
âNow, since you got that off your chest, back to the main issue,â Cordell started walking towards Fae, âWhereâŠisâŠtheâŠbank information, Faedra?â
Fae backed away and almost tripped over a dresser drawer. She caught herself against the wall and eased towards the bedroom door.
âDonât act scared now, Fae. You were so bold not too long ago.â
âIâm not giving you the information, Cordell.â Fae said.
âHm, you will. Even if I have to choke it out of you.â
Fae took off running and Cordell was right on her heels. He pushed her and she fell to the floor in the hallway. Deuce started clawing at the door and aggressively barking. Fae lifted herself by her arms and looked up at Cordell. He grabbed her by her hair and forced her to look at him. Fae gasped, trying to unravel Cordellâs hand from her braids.
âItâs okay. You must want me to take it by force, huh? I got just the trickâŠâ
Reaching behind him, Cordell revealed a Glock 17. He aimed it at Faeâs sternum and pressed the barrel firmly into her chest. Fae squeezed her eyes shut and her tears streamed down her cheeks.
âNow, Iâm not gonna kill you here. Iâm taking you with me. On your feet, NOW.â
He yanked her by the hair to control her movements and it felt as if he ripped her hair from her scalp. Fae whimpered in pain and looked up at Cordell with a petrified gaze. He trailed the barrel of the Glock 17 up the side of her neck and then stuck it deep into the flesh of her cheek.
âGet your shit, weâre going for a ride, baby girl.â
With one forceful shove, Fae stumbled further down the hallway, afraid to look back at the gun aimed at her head, ready to fire.
Ding
The elevator doors separated and Erik didnât wait for them to fully open before he rushed out and into the hallway of the thirteenth floor. He jogged up to Faeâs apartment door and banged.
âFae?!â
He couldnât use his cell phone because it had blacked out. His other phone is in his apartment, but all he cared about at the moment was whether or not she was safe.
Erik tried the door knob and was shocked to find it opened. Shocked and anxious. He pushed the door open and stepped inside, looking from left to right.
âFAEDRA!!!â
Erik shut the apartment door and sprinted towards her bedroom. Deuceâs barking stilled his footsteps and he opened the door for him to come out of the guest bedroom. Deuce leaped up at him, continuously barking as if he had something important to communicate to Erik.
Erikâs heart practically rattled within his rib cage when he followed Deuce in the direction of Faeâs room. Erikâs thick fingers pushed the door back and as it creaked open, his eyes grew wide and his lips parted. It was a disaster.
Sean had been here. He was looking for something and Fae showed up at the wrong time. Heâd taken her. Erik combed through the room to find anything that stood out at him. Most of the papers chaotically covering the floor were important documents like bills and work information. Erik made his way back out towards the living room, scooping up Deuce and leaving the apartment.
Out in the hall, Erik quickly opened his door and rushed inside, placing Deuce on the floor and locking his door. He knew no one had been to his apartment because he would have seen them coming and going. He couldnât check the surveillance on his broken phone so he entered his room and retrieved his work phone.
Erik had placed a tracker on Faeâs phone the night sheâd discovered Sean AKA Cordell had been cheating on her. It was the best way to keep tabs on her while he was away. Using his private tracking app, Erik was able to see where she was. Sean was on his way to the Bronx. Erik was never able to track Seanâs phone. The man may be a coward, but he was a great criminal. He was good at what he did. Swindle, rob, and murder.
Erik made his way towards the foot of his bed and after placing his cell phone within his back pocket, he used both of his hands to lift his mattress. Underneath was a gun safe filled with all types of weapons. Erik tucked a few hand guns in his waistband, two blades in his socks, extended clips, and a few silencer attachments
Lastly, he retrieved a full face, tactical mask in all black. Diesel tried to gain his attention, and Erik didnât want to leave Deuce and him alone, but he had to save Fae or Sean was going to kill her. Rushing into his office, he opened his closet door and grabbed a vest and a pair of biker gloves. Before Erik left the apartment, he made sure there was enough food for the boys and then he was out the door.
Erik was out of that garage and onto the street. He used his all black sport bike to get their faster. The sun was setting and the longer it took to get there, it would be too late. Erik would never forgive himself. He refused to let anything happen to her. Bluetooth connection from the bike allowed him to follow their trail. Her sensor paused on Edson Avenue. Erik was fifteen minutes away.
Fae was led towards a beautifully maintained residence, a place where comfort meets convenience in the vibrant neighborhood of the Bronx. The large fenced-in private yard is adorned with men who didnât look like the type to mess around with. One look past the weed smoke, you could sense the evil within.
She was taken around the side of the home to a set of concrete steps that led down towards a door. Cordell forced Fae to walk down the steps and she took her time so she wouldnât fall. When they finally reached the bottom, Cordell banged twice and five seconds later, the door swung open and Fae locked eyes with Miss. Rio.
âLa trajiste aquĂ, Sean?!â Miss. Rio argued. Rolling her eyes at Fae.
âCĂĄlmate, I had to, Alejandra.â
She kissed her teeth and stepped to the side. Cordell entered the basement and Alejandra shut the door.
âDid you find it?â She questioned impatiently.
âNo. I combed that apartment and ainât find shit.â
âAfter playing house all this time you still donât know where it is?!â
Fae cut her eyes at Alejandra and mugged her. She had a gun pointed at her back, there was no use in fighting her way out of there.
âShe moved shit around, baby!â Cordell fired back.
âWe had a plan! Our plan was to take that money and get out of New York! What now? No money, no leaving. I thought we were going to give Gabby a better life?â
Whoâs Gabby?
âWe will, we will. I promise. Iâm not going anywhere, weâre back together as a family. Stop stressing.â
âestĂșpido,â Alejandra rolled her eyes, âyou fucked her because I gave you permission!â
âAlejandra, Iâm not getting into this argument with you right now. Listen, baby, while you stand there yelling at me, weâre wasting time. Get the chair and the rope for me.â
Alejandra turned on her heels, jet black hair swaying behind her as she walked away to get the chair and rope Cordell requested. Fae was beyond dumbfounded. Who the hell is Sean and who the hell is Gabby?! Alejandra appeared and with an aggravated look on her face she sat the folding chair down and presented red rope for Cordell to take.
Fae was reminded of the gun aimed at her spine when Cordell aggressively shoved her with it. She winced, walking over to the chair while Alejandra forced her to take a seat with her hands on Faeâs shoulders pushing downward. Fae took that opportunity to raise her leg and put her foot in her back so hard Alejandra fell face first on the floor of the unfinished basement.
âYou BITCH!â
Fae didnât see it coming. She wasnât prepared for Cordellâs assault.
WHACK!
A hard, crisp, head-hurting, back-handed slap to Faeâs face caused her bottom lip to split open and bleed. Hot tears flooded her vision and she bowed her head, stunned and embarrassed.
âI FUCKING HATE YOU!â Fae shouted.
âYOU SHOULD HAVE KILLED HER FOR WHAT SHE DID!â
Alejandra wrapped her small first around Faeâs hair and yanked. Fae looked her in the eyes with a rage beyond words. Alejandra smirked with her glossy lips before spitting in Faeâs face. Fae squeezed her eyes shut to avoid it from getting in her eyes.
âperra estĂșpidaâŠestĂĄs muerta perraâŠâ
Fae wipes her face free of tears and spit and she used her tongue to lick up the blood. Cordell pressed the barrel of the gun into Faeâs temple.
âI need you to give me your information so I can get the money myself. I want you to write out a check for the full amount and take it from there. Do you understand?â
ââŠYes.â Fae responded.
âThatâs all you had to do, baby. I wouldnât have put my hands on you if you werenât being so fucking difficult.â
Cordell disappeared behind Fae and he tossed Alejandra his gun so she could keep it locked on Fae. Cordell wrapped Fae to the hard, metal chair tightly.
âWeâll keep you here for the night. First thing tomorrow morning, weâre heading to the bank.â
Fae watched as Cordell strolled over to Alejandra. He gripped her chin delicately and used his thumb to caress it. They closed the space between them and kissed passionately, like lovers would. It was just a reminder that he never loved her. It was all a game to him.
âWhoâs Sean and Gabby, Cordell?â Fae questioned with a shaky voice.
Cordell slowly turned his head to look at her.
ââŠI guess I owe you that much. Gonna be dead within the next twenty four hours anywayâŠâ
He leaned his back against a wall and folded his hands over his crotch.
ââŠMy real name is Sean. Cordell is a stolen identity from a cell mate of mine some years ago. I decided to make a new life for myself since I was on the run from other shit that went downâŠanyway, I got in with his family. They accepted me without hesitation, because Cordell hadnât been in their life since he was three. I knew that I needed money, so I did what I do best. I found you, did my best impression of the perfect man, and finally I get to take what Iâve worked so hard forâŠâ
Fae listened, hanging on to every word. She was dealing with a real criminal mastermind. The worst kind of individual.
âAlejandra and I go way back,â Cordell laughed and Alejandra blushes, âSheâs been my down-bitch since I could rememberâŠyeahâŠI met her in â08 through her brother which is a partner of mine. Derrick and I used to get into some shit back in the day. We reunited when I got out of prison and we couldnât keep our hands off of each otherâŠshe got pregnant with a beautiful baby girl, and it made me want to work harder to get us a better life. We plan to get away to Mexico hopefully.â
âWaitâŠyou have a daughter?â Fae was stunned.
ââŠAll those times I went to work? I was actually spending quality time with Gabriella. Sheâs three, almost four. Full of life, funny, smart. The best thing to ever happen to meâŠâ
She didnât have anything to say to that. A secret child? A life of crime? An ex-con? On the run?
What the fuck?
âStory time is over, papi. She knows too much already.â Alejandra said.
âWhen the lady speaks, you listen.â
Cordell wrapped his arms around Alejandraâs waist and stared longingly into her eyes. Fae wanted to vomit.
âMake sure Pedro and his guys keep an eye on her. You know what I want, right?â
Cordell smacked Alejandra on the butt through her jeans.
âEstĂĄ bien, papi.â
With a bite of her lip, Alejandra peeled away and towards the basement door leading to outside. She shouted at the men standing in front of the house. Two of them descended the stairs into the basement. They stared at Fae with amusement. Sinister smirks and dark chuckles.
âYou know what to do if she tries anything. Slap her around.â
Cordell and Alejandra leave Fae alone with the two Latino men.
4403 Edson Avenue.
The night sky and flickering street lights made Erik blend in. He parked his bike a few homes down and slipped on his tactical mask. Erik knew a little about the neighborhood. It was a community full of Latin Kings. One of the biggest Hispanic gangs in the U.S with a power base built on massive amounts of drug trafficking and a reputation for violence. So much power that the law couldnât even control them.
Derrick Rio is a member of the Latin Kings and Seanâs partner in crime. Alejandra Rio is a wolf in sheep clothing. Sheâs a friendly teacher by day, and a drug dealer by night. Erik had known about Sean and Rio for a while now. However, he doesnât know what their plan is with Fae. Why hold her hostage? Why not just go on the run again?
As Erik stealthily made his way towards the house, he couldnât help but blame himself. Fae wouldnât have been kidnapped if he killed Sean when he had the chance. He brushed this job off as a side hustle. If heâd known from the beginning that it was much bigger than he initially thought, he would have handled it before the ICA intervened. He called himself trying to be multiple steps ahead. Turns out he was wrong. Heâs never wrong.
Outside of the single family home, Hispanic men littered the front yard smoking weed and goofing around. Erik assumed this house was Mis Rioâs. His assumption was correct when the lady herself appeared from the side of the house.
âOye, ÂżpodĂ©is ustedes dos vigilarla hasta que regresemos?â
She asked if two of the men could keep an eye on Fae. That meant that Erik didnât need to go on a search for her. She was in the basement. Two men separated from three others and headed towards the side of the home. Erik crouched down and moved along the side of a black Chevrolet Tahoe. He could smell their weed and his eyes searched to see if there was a way he could get around them and do a sneak attack.
Two mean were leaning against an all black Honda Civic while the other was pacing back and forth. As far as physical appearances goes, they didnât appear to be a threat. All three of them looked between the ages of eighteen and twenty five. Erik guessed that they didnât have a say in whether or not they would join the Latin Kings. If your friends and family are affiliated, then itâs destined for you to be.
Erik got down on one knee and grasped the handle of his B&T SS9 pistol and plucked a silencer out of his front vest pocket to screw on. With a full magazine, Erik took a second to position his pistol and then he shot up from behind the car so fast they didnât see it coming.
The muzzle blasted off followed by a reduced pop similar to the sound of a puff of air. The first two young men slumped backwards against the car and the last man was two seconds two late trying to grab a hold of his gun before Erik put a bullet in his head.
Erik made his way over to them to make sure heâd finished the job and after close inspection, all three of them experienced instant death. Erik moved as quickly as he could and he dragged their bodies one-by-one towards the yard of the house, stacking them next to a trash can. Now that he had that taken care of, Erik jogged over towards the stairs leading down into the basement.
There is a short, black curtain concealing the window within the door. He was able to get a tiny peek inside of the basement and he could see two men guarding and watching Fae like a hawk. Straining his neck, Erik could only see Faeâs lower half sitting in a folding chair and restrained with red rope. The best option was to draw one of them out. Erik knocked on the door with two quick rasps before speeding up the short concrete stairs and hiding.
Like clock work, a short, beefy, latino male with buzz cut hair opened the side door and stepped out. Erik tightened the grip on his pistol when he started to climb the stairs. His shadow could be seen coming closer so Erik turned fully to face him. With quick precision, Erik raised his gun, and as soon as his feet touched the top step, Erik gave him a head shot to the temple. With all his strength, he caught him before he hit the ground hard. He slowly lowered him to the steps.
Now, he descends the stairs. He didnât even waste time. Erik appeared within the doorway and the other guyâslicked back stringy hair, tattoos all over his face and armsâdid a double take and stood up. He raised up on Erik and grabbed his hand gun from the front of his jeans. Erik was faster; swifter. He snatched his gun and used his pistol with the silencer to kill him.
He hit the floor with a hard crash. Fae could be heard trying to catch her barely audible breath. Erik turned his relieved eyes onto Fae and he quickly revealed himself so she wouldnât think he was trying to harm her. The way her face transformed in front of him almost made him emotional.
Fae looked as if sheâd seen a guardian angel. Her eyes lit up like sparklers in the summer and her lips spread into a slight smile while tears streamed down her cheeks. As Erik approached her, Fae continued to cry, only this time she was breaking down. As Erik got closer, he could see a blue-black bruise on the side of her face and her lower lip was swollen and bleeding.
She looked as if she wanted to shout his name. Erik watched her writhe and cry, too anxious to wrap her arms around him. Erik worked fast and after a final knot the rope fell from her body. Speedily, Fae shot up from the fold chair and turned, embracing Erik with a hug similar to a boa constrictor. Erik rubbed her back and with one gloved hand he cupped the back of her head, leaning in to plant a few kisses to her forehead.
âThank youâŠthank youâŠthank youâŠâ
Fae wouldnât let him go. She was cutting off his circulation.
âItâs okayâŠIâm here nowâŠyouâre safeâŠno oneâs gonna hurt you any moreâŠitâs okay, Fae. Itâs okayâŠâ
He pried her arms from around him and stared down at her.
âWe gotta go. The longer we stick around, the more dangerous this shit becomesâŠâ
Erik gripped Faeâs much smaller hand and they both made their way towards the stairs leading up. Erik halted his steps and turned his eyes onto Fae with intensity.
âYou have to stay back at all times, do you understand? I refuse to let you die.â
âOkay,â Fae swallowed spit, âWhat about Sean and Alejandra?â
Erik looked at her for a second before speaking. So, he told her his real name?
âIâm going to kill them.â Erik replied.
Fae nodded her head and let out a sigh of relief.
âListen to me, stay right here. Iâll come back for you.â
Erik kissed Faeâs forehead one more time, put his mask back on, and made his way up the steps.
âWho the fuck are you?!â
The music continued to blast and all eyes turned towards Erik materializing from the basement. In unison, they all stood to their feet, guns raised and aimed at him. Erik put both of his hands up and slowly backed away towards the door. The closer he went, his eyes scanned the room and one of the thugs closest to him had an AK47 pointed at Erik. Erik didnât take his eyes off of him.
âNO TE MUEVES!â
Derrick Rio marched out from the kitchen. Erik locked eyes with him. Heâs a pretty boi with slicked back wavy hair, earrings in his ears, and swagger. Teardrop tattoos on both sides proved that he was a killer. The scar on his right cheek let Erik know that his face had been sliced open. Nothing scary to Erik. Just a wanna be gangsta. Heâd killed plenty of those types.
âDo you know who youâre fucking with?â
Erik remained silent.
Derrick squinted his eyes, âCanât speak, brother? Hard of hearing?â
âHABLAR!!â
The AK47 almost touched Erikâs cheek. Erik finally parted his lips to speak.
ââŠquita esa arma de mi cara antes de que te haga.â
The man laughed in Erikâs face.
âKILL HIM, ACEââ
Erik did a move similar to Denzel in The Equalizer and now he had possession of the AK47. His finger didnât hesitate to fire off rounds in Aceâs ugly face. Erik dropped behind a couch and it was guns blazing. Erik would appear from behind the couch and fire off rounds into anybody he had his eyes on. He didnât miss. He was better at this. In the middle of it all, Sean and Alejandra were at the top of the steps, no intentions on going down stairs. They didnât know what was happening or who the masked man was.
Bullets flying, holes in the walls, shattered glass, ruined furniture. Derrick was the only one left standing. He couldnât believe one man took out a room full of Latin Kings. Erik walked from behind the couch and made his way over to him. Derrick didnât know whether to point his gun at Erik and shoot or run for his life.
âIma get yoâ ass either way, Derrick. Just put the gun down and put your hands behind your head.â Erik said.
Derrick hesitates, but eventually he complied. His pistol dropped to the floor and both of his hands raised and his fingers interlocked behind his head. He tilted his chin up and gave Erik a prideful look.
âIâve waited for the moment I get the chance to kill off a RioâŠâ
POP! POP! POP!
Derrickâs body slowly and dramatically slid down the eggshell-white wall, a vertical trail of crimson painting the surface. Derrickâs head dangled to the side and he went limp. Erik peeled his eyes away from his lifeless body and just then, from the stairs, Sean began shooting at Erik. Erik ducked and moved out of the way just in time.
âCOME OUT MOTHERFUCKER!!â
âDerrick! Oh my God! NOââ
âSTAY BACK ALEJANDRA!â
âMY BROTHER! mi hermano esta muerto! ÂĄDERRICK!â
Erik looked at Fae from the top of the basement stairs. She was holding onto the railing with a vice grip. Erik extended a hand for her to take and Fae clung to him as Erik pulled. Fae rushed up the stairs and pressed her small frame against Erikâs back. Sean continued to fire off rounds at nothing.
âCOME THE FUCK OUT! FACE ME!â
Erik dropped the AK47 to the floor and grabbed another fully loaded pistol with a silencer.
âGet down, Fae.â
Erik walked out and shot back at Sean. Fae crawled out on her hands and knees, staying back while she looked up at Erik putting in that work. If it was any other moment, Fae would have been turned on. Right now, all she wanted to do was get her hands on Alejandra. Sean didnât stand a chance with Erik.
POW! POW! POW!
POP! POP! POP!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
âURRR! UGH!â
Erik got Sean in his shoulder. Sean quickly scurried backwards up the stairs, shoving Alejandra as he went to get her to move. She got to her feet and tried her best to move Sean.
âBITCH! GET BACK AND HIDE!â Sean shouted.
Alejandra dropped him and ran away towards the room they were having sex in. She wasnât even fully dressed. She only had on a pair of panties.
âShit,â Sean hyperventilates while trying to apply pressure to his wound, âFuckââ
POP! POP!
Sean fired off his gun and Erik dodged a bullet to the face. Sean got to his feet and stumbled into a vacant room to his right. He pressed his back against the door and tried to catch his breath but each time he breathed in, his lungs were on fire.
Erik was at the bottom of the stairs and Fae came come out of hiding. She creeped over towards the side of the staircase and out of sight. One look at her beautiful face, Erik wordlessly reminded her that everything was going to be alright.
âSTOP HIDING, SEAN! WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT TOUGH GUY SHIT?â Erik yelled up the stairs.
âFUCK YOU, NIGGA!â Sean replied with a shout.
âYOU PUT YOUR HANDS ON FAE! YOU COWARD ASS NIGGA! I SHOULDâVE KILLED YOU A LONG TIME AGO!!â
âWHO THE FUCK ARE YOU TO QUESTION ME?!â
Sean peeked his head out of the room and his eyes widened and bulged. Erik had taken off his tactical mask.
âYouâŠâ Sean spoke with astonishment.
âWHATâS UP, NEIGHBOR?!â
POP! POP!
Cordell moved out of the way and two holes formed in the door. Erik took two steps at a time and Sean jumped out at him, swinging a bat and hitting Erik in his ribs. Erik couldnât feel the impact too much since he wore a vest. Snatching off his gloves, Erik gave Sean a mean uppercut in his stomach and then a jab to his face, clipping him in the jaw. Sean stumbled backwards, blood gushing from his mouth.
âTHATâS FOR PUTTING YOUR HANDS ON FAE!â
Fae cautiously climbed the stairs. She remained a safe distance away while Sean and Erik tussled.
âGET THE FUCK UP!â Erik barked out with a sonorous voice and spit flying, âNOW!â
Sean would try to stand on his two feet and Erik would knock him back down again with his fist colliding with his jaw. Erik released a menacing chuckle with his fists covered in blood.
Alejandra dashed out of the room and charged at Erik. She started windmilling him and Erik grabbed her frail arms and shoved her ass back. That was Faeâs moment.
âALEJANDRA!â
Brown eyes connected and Alejandra tried to escape but Fae grabbed her by the ankle and she fell to the floor in the hallway. Fae clawed her way up towards Alejandraâs face and she wrapped her fist in her hair and yanked so hard a chunk of her hair ripped out.
âAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!â Alejandra screamed.
âBaby!â Sean shouted.
Erik put Sean in a head lock. Sean struggled, his left fingers grabbing a vase from a small table and smashing it over Erikâs head. Erik ate that shit like he had a skull made from steel. He picked Sean up and like Bane, he put his knee in his spine and dropped him to the floor.
âSEAN!â Alejandra cried out.
Alejandra punched Fae in the face and kicked her off before racing down the hall and back to the room. Inside, she found a gun and turned on her heels. Fae moved out of the way and Alejandra fired off the gun into the hall. Erik took this opportunity to use Sean as a shield. He picked him up by the back of his neck.
The bullets entered his torso and his body shook from side to side. Erik had Sean by the neck and he brought his lips to his ear to give him one last word before he fell into eternal slumber.
âThat fake LV bag you gifted Fae? That shit was a chew toy for our boys.â
Erik let out a dark chuckle and then dropped Sean to the floor. He could see Sean crawling and Erik cocked his head back and scrunched his face up in a disgusted manner.
âNigga, you still moving?â
POP!
Fae was paralyzed. To witness her ex being murdered in front of her felt unreal. She turned away so she wouldnât look into his dead eyes.
âNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!â
Alejandra shot at Erik and he caught a bullet in the chest. Fae gasped, ready to come to his aid, but Erikâs vest is bullet proof.
Click click click
She was out of bullets.
Fae ran so fast towards her Erik didnât have time to do it himself. She tackled Alejandra to the floor in the room and Erik jogged over, watching them tussle. He went to grab Alejandra by her arm but Fae pushed him back.
âNo! No Erik! Let me handle her!â
She drew her fist back and jabbed Alejandra in the face.
âShe spit on me!â
Erik furrowed his brows and looked down at Alejandra like she was the scum of the earth.
âThatâs some nasty shit.â He said with a hushed tone.
Fae climbed on top of Alejandra and wrapped her fists around her neck. She squeezed and squeezed, Alejandra turning purple in the face.
âAYE!â
Erik had his pistol in his grip fast and turned to shoot down the hallway. More thugs came to the rescue. The entire neighborhood was full of Latin Kings. A neighbor probably put word out that they were in trouble.
Alejandra used Faeâs hair for leverage and flipped them over so that Fae was on her back. She stood and dragged Fae by the hair towards the bathroom where she lifted the toilet seat with her foot, preparing to water board her. Fae saw what she was attempting to do, so she used her legs muscles to stand and she had Alejandra by the hair again, twisting her neck.
âGET OFF ME!â Alejandra screamed like a banshee.
âYOU GOT MY HAIR, BITCH!â Fae yelled.
Alejandra tugged and Fae tugged harder. They were out of breath, muscles fatigued, and hearts racing.
âLET ME GO, STUPID BITCHHHHH!!!!!!!â Alejandra screeched.
POP! POP! POP!
POW! POW!
Erik was holding it down at the top of the stairs. They just wouldnât stop coming. At first, he was shocked that the police hadnât shown up, but then he remembered the power that the Latin Kings had, and that most of the police were on their payroll.
Back in the bathroom, Fae was finally able to get Alejandra off of her hair. She picked up a rat tail comb with a metal tip and stabbed Alejandra in the thigh. She let her go and leaped back, pulling the comb out, blood spraying out of the small puncture. They were both pumped full of adrenaline that any pain they felt didnât register in their minds.
B-cup titties swaying, Alejandra lunged at Fae and Fae stepped out of the way, watching her trip over the toilet. She got behind her and smushed her face along the rim of the toilet seat.
âAHHHHHHH!!!!â Alejandra shouted.
Water covered the floor and Fae slipped.
âCOME HERE!â
Alejandra grabbed Fae by the ankle and Fae kicked her in the face. Fae fell back against the wall and pushed up on her feet. Before Alejandra could attack Fae again, Fae pushed her so hard, her head hit the mirror and put a crack in it. Alejandra fell to the ground and Fae could see a laceration on her scalp and blood.
âFAE!â
Erik returned to the room, face sweaty and locs wild in his face. You couldnât tell from his dark clothing that he had blood there. Faeâs knees buckled and Erik caught her. He gripped her face and examined her.
âI gotta get you outta here,â Erik looked down at Alejandra, âIâll finish her off.â
Erik didnât hesitate when he aimed his gun for the back of her head and pulled the trigger. Blood pooled out of her head and onto the tile floor.
Erik grabbed Faeâs hand and they ran so fast down the hall and steps. They decided to leave through the basement. Fae collected her things and Erik made sure he didnât leave any of his guns behind. They left the home in just enough time, taking the back way and down an alley. Just then, like a scene from a movie, the entire home exploded. Fae had never seen anything like it.
âHowââ
âLetâs go, Fae.â Erik urged.
They ran two blocks until Erik could spot his sport bike. Putting his mask back on, Erik worked quickly to take off his vest. He had a hoodie on underneath that he slipped over Faeâs head.
Faeâs tired eyes scanned his body covered in a fitted black beater. Erik put the vest back on and hopped onto the bike. With his strength, he wrapped an arm around Faeâs slim waist and placed her on the bike behind him. He revved it up and Fae wrapped her arms securely around him. Hood up, Erik zoomed off down the street. When he finally made it off of the block and onto the busy rode, he could see NYPD, Paramedics, and two Fire trucks.
Even as the bike slowed down to a stop, Fae didnât take her cheek off of Erikâs back. She opened her eyes and looked around, noticing that they werenât back at the apartment. They were parked outside of a warehouse in Staten Island. Theyâd been riding for an hour and a half. Time was lost to her, all she kept thinking about was the nights events. Erik climbed off of the bike and turned towards Fae.
Fae looked up at him as he removed his mask.
The tears began to pour. She will be forever grateful that Erik rescued her. He removed his gloves and cupped her face in his hands. His thumbs smeared away her tears.
Fae parted her dry lips to speak, âHe was trying to steal the money Iâd gotten from my motherâs death.â
âThat explains why your room looked the way it did. How much money did you get?â
âAbout 100kâŠâ
Erik strokes her cheek.
âI moved the information to a safe that I have hidden in my guest bedroom. Thatâs where I keep all of my personal documents.â
âSmart,â Erik smirked at her, âIâm just happy to be looking at you right now. I thought I was too lateâŠâ
âHow did you know where to find me?â Fae questioned with a trembling voice.
Erik hesitated speaking and Fae noticed. She searched his eyes and then Erik dropped his gaze to the dirt.
âFaeâŠI havenât been honest with you.â
Fae tilted her head but remained silent. Exhaling, Erik took both of her hands in his and squeezed.
ââŠIâm not a bodyguard.â
Fae nodded her head slowly her eyes lowering to their hands.
âIâm a professional Hitman.â
Faeâs head lifted to look at him again.
âIâve been assigned to a job to track down Sean and kill him. He has an extensive history of murder and scamming from all across the U.S. Iâve been assigned to the job for five monthsâŠâ
Fae stared at Erik with an intense gaze.
âI have something to show you.â
Erik helped her off of the bike and they headed towards the warehouse.
âAs a Hitman, we have these specific safeguards implemented in different states. In New York, thereâs three. Iâm stationed here until I decide to relocate.â
Fae allowed Erik to lead her towards a door on the side of the warehouse. Erik used his thumb against a fingerprint identifier and it ignited green. The door clicked open and Erik walked inside. The door shut on its own behind Fae and as if the warehouse was controlled by some artificial intelligence, everything came to life.
She didnât know which area to take in first. On one end of the warehouse, there were parked cars and bikes. On another side there was an area for combat. In the middle there is a work station with many computers and a giant TV screen suspended from the ceiling. Faeâs eyes fell on a wall covered in weapons from guns, to knives. Finally, she spotted another wall with a spotlight. This wall was covered with a diagram of photos thumbtacked together.
Erik made his way over to that specific wall with Fae in tow. As they inched closer, Fae recognized something that caused her to pull her hand away from Erikâs. She walked around him and over towards that wall. Faeâs footsteps paused right before the giant billboard and she looked back at Erik with a mixture of confusion and frustration.
âErikâŠwhy am I up here?â
Faeâs eyes scanned the billboard. The covert photography of her made her feel uneasy. There were photos of her leaving work, her apartment, New Jersey, walking Deuce, out with friends, on dates with Sean. Any and everything she could be doing. There were even photos of her through her apartment windows from a distance.
âWhaâwhaâIâI donâtâI donât understand. Iââ
Fae wrinkled her nose and her mouth fell open. She blinked her eyes rapidly, as if trying to make sense of what she was staring at. Erik stood in front of her, a guilty expression on his face.
âFaeâŠI was given the job to Kill Seanââ
âYou told me that already.â Fae spoke.
ââŠSo, with that job came rules. Rules that canât be broken. Not only was Sean a targetâŠyou were too. I had orders to assassinate you and him.â
Faeâs lower lip quivered.
âAll this time? So what? You moved in next door so you could keep tabs on me? You showed up and tricked me into having sex with youââ
âNO.â Erik cut Fae off.
âSo why did you get close to me?! Why did you even do that knowing the risk?!!â
Erik shrugged, unable to find the right words. He looked towards the ceiling, hands in his pockets.
âI justâŠFae I fell for you.â
Fae narrowed her eyes at him and tightened her jaw.
âThis may sound crazy, but all that time I spent following you, watching you, learning everything about youâŠI started catching feelingsââ
âSTOP.â
Fae put her hands up and shut her eyes.
âThis is crazy,â She ran a hand over her frizzy hair, âSo you fucked me and sent me back to a psycho when you could have told me the truth?! What is wrong with you???!!!!â
âI COULDNâT TELL YOU THE TRUTH!â Erik shouted.
ââWHY? WHY NOT?â Fae yelled back.
Erik put his hands together, leaning in with his face inches away.
âWHY NOT, ERIK?â
âFae, please. I fucked up, I know that, okay? But you gotta understand me when I say thisâŠwhat I do, and the people I work forâŠthey donât play about shit like this. They will interfere and fuck shit up. The ONLY REASON why shit hit the fan, is because of my partner. I have to update her on everything thatâs going on. She put a bug in their ear, making me look bad. SHE WOULD HAVE KILLED YOU.â
Fae flinched when Erikâs tone went dark as his tone elevated. He was pissed. Locs in his face, slugs peeking through and muscles flexed.
âAND I WOULD HAVE KILLED HER!!!!âŠokay?â Erik lowered his voice to a soft timbre and tucked his chin, looking at fae through his lashes with a penetrating gaze and flared nostrils, âI fucked up because I caught feelings. It was deeper than a hit, baby. I fell in love with you. I couldnât be cold-blooded Killmonger. All eyes were on me 24/7. If I would have said one thing to you, I could have found you dead in your apartment.â
His chest rose and fell with deep breaths. Fae hugged herself and her vision blurred with tears.
âIâm so sorry,â Erik shook his head, âI truly am, baby. I know I fucked up. Sean would have had the entire Latin Kings coming after you if he so much as caught a whiff of anything. Alejandra and Derrick are a part of the Latin Kings. She was in your apartment. They knew where you worked, where you livedâŠDo you understand what Iâm trying to tell you?!â
Fae nibbled on her bottom lip to try and calm her hiccuping from crying. She nodded her head rapidly in understanding.
âYou have every right to hate me right now. I wish I could go back and fix this. I wish I could, baby. I wish you never met that fucking niggaâŠâ
Erikâs hands pulled Fae into his body. She looked up at him and her hands were pressed against his chest.
ââŠI wish you didnât have to go through what you went through tonightâŠâ
Erikâs body shook with rage.
âI knew where you were tonight because I put a tracker on your cell phone that night after the bar. Iâm glad I did. Because if I didnât, I wouldnât be able to find youâŠâ
Fae shifted from one foot to the other. She was nervous. Erik lifted her chin so she could look at him.
âI want to be honest with you. I wantâŠâ
Erikâs eyes went from her lips to her eyes.
âI want what you want. Even if that means you want nothing to do with me.â
Fae lowered her head and stared at her hands against his chest. She had a migraine, her face hurt, her body hurt, her hair was a mess, her ex was a murderer and used her for her money, Erik is a Hitman. It was all too much. Her head was ready to explode. And now, sheâs finding out that she was supposed to be dead too? Not only did Sean want to kill her, so did the people that Erik worked for. But wait did he just sayâ
âFae?â
Erikâs voice snapped her out of her daze. She slowly lifted her head to look at him.
âYou love me?â Fae asked.
ââŠYes.â
It all made sense to her now.
âWas that why you left my apartment that night? You were going to tell me that you loved me, werenât you?âŠâ
Erik smirked, âYeah, I was.â
Fae chuckles as tears rolled down her cheeks, âYou should have.â
She broke down crying and Erik wrapped his arms around her and hugged her right.
âThis is a lot,â Fae said with a shaky voice.
âIt is. I couldnât wait to tell you tomorrow. You deserved to knowâŠyou been deserved to know.â
ââŠWow,â Fae shakes her head, âI canât believe this is my lifeâŠâ
She pulled away from Erik so she could look at him.
âErik, Iâve only known you for such a short while, but when Iâm with youâŠIâm a better version of myself. You bring out this confidence and self worth in me that I never knew I had,â Fae released a shaky breath, âIâve been so broken so many times,â Her bottom lip trembled, âAnd you showed me the true meaning of what itâs like to be loved.â
Erik stared at her, a soft smile on his face.
ââŠYou didnât have to fall for me, you could have justâjust done your job and got rid of me. And as much as I donât like that you kept this a secret, all of it just proves that you cared for me, a girl you barely even knewâŠyou saved my life in so many ways. And I just want you to know, I love you too.â
Fae pressed the palms of her hands into her eyes to control her tears. Erik felt his own eyes sting. He blinked his eyes rapidly to stop himself from crying.
âFae,â Erik picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, âI told you, youâre special. Youâre amazing. I love you...â
She buried her face into his neck and Erik rubbed his hands up and down her spine.
Fae sniffled, âI want to go homeâŠâ
Erik couldnât agree more.
The energy felt different.
The moment she entered his apartment, she felt like it was her home. Her apartment didnât feel like home anymore. It was tainted with Sean. Everything he touched, his side of the bed, his clothes, his scent. She didnât want any part of it.
Erik took her bag from her and helped her remove her boots. They silently walked together, Erik guiding her to his room. Diesel and Deuce were excited to see them. In Erikâs room, he shut the door behind him and proceeded to undress Fae. His eyes never left hers as each layer of clothing peeled away from her frame. Erik walked her to his bathroom and sat her down on the toilet while he ran her bath.
Fae watched him take off his vest, beater, boots, and socks. They were both filthy, but Erik was concerned with making sure Fae was clean and comfortable. The bath water ran and Erik poured in epsom salt. He opened his medicine cabinet and grabbed all the first aid items to tend to her injuries. When the water had finished, Erik turned off the tap and he helped Fae into the tub.
He got down on his knees and went to work cleaning her off. He gently washed her off and after each pass of the sponge, he would press his lips into her wet flesh. Fae felt an instant jolt of arousal. She couldnât control the pleasant tingling between her legs when he washed her there with a rag. She gripped his wrist and they locked eyes. Even with a bruised face and scared lip, she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Faeâs hand covered Erikâs and she guided his fingers lower. He got the hint and sat the rag on the edge of the tub. Two thick fingers found her entrance and pushed inside. Fae gasped, Erik muting her noises with his lips. Fae gripped the edge of the tub and fell back so that she could tilt her hips for deeper access.
Erik didnât take his eyes off of her. Fae pressed her face into his arm and nibbled on his skin. Erik could see her juices and feel how creamy her pussy is for him. Her nipples were rock hard and making Erikâs mouth water.
âErikâŠâ
She squeezed her thighs together and the water sloshed as her body moved back and forth with her climax. She exhaled an airy breath and her walls convulsed around his fingers. Erik slipped his fingers out and sucked them clean. He let the water out and helped Fae to her feet. Erik grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. Back in the room, he sat her down on his bed and proceeded to rub her body down with a soothing and calming body oil scented with a sweet aroma of vanilla combined with a surprising touch of lemon.
âKillmonger.â Fae spoke.
Erik chuckled while massaging her body with the oil, âThatâs my nickname.â
âWhy Killmonger? I mean, I know youâre a killerâŠâ
ââŠI earned the nickname from the amount of kills I racked up. It was so impressive that they had to give me a nickname for itâŠâ
âOkay,â Fae giggled, âI like itâŠitâs sexy.â
Erikâs eyebrows shot up and disappeared behind his locs.
âHmm, really?â His dimples popped out while trying to hide his blush, âIâm glad you think so.â
Fae rolled her eyes, âI meanâŠitâs fittingâŠâ
âFitting for what else?â Erik looked down at her while massaging her feet.
ââŠwith the way you kill this pussyââ
âHuh? What was that, Miss Fae? I couldnât hear you.â Erik teased.
âI said, with the way you kill this pussyâŠâ
Erik bowed his head and laughed. When he finished, He dressed Fae in an old graphic T-shirt of Jimi Hendrix and he excused himself to take a shower. Fae used that opportunity to go see Deuce. The last time sheâd seen her dog was before she left for work that morning. Fae walked out barefoot with her frizzy and loose braids up in a bun. Her scalp felt so tender and sore. She found Deuce and Diesel both lying in Erikâs office. Deuce ran up to her as Fae got down on her knees. Up on his hind legs, Fae hugged him and couldnât help but to cry.
Sean could have killed Deuce. She was so happy that he was safe. She was so happy that she didnât die and she could come home to her boy. Diesel rubbed his head against her and Fae gave him a hug too. She smiled brightly at both of them and couldnât help but to giggle. I guess that means Diesel was her dog now too.
Fae stood up and walked around Erikâs office. Her curious eyes moved about the room, taking it all in with a new perspective. Sure, he was in Special Ops and she understood that killing people came with the job, but it felt different knowing that heâs a Hitman. Fae skimmed her fingers over his books when Erik appeared. He was oiled down himself and wearing a pair of all black ball shorts.
âI came to see the boys and I started snooping around. I know, Iâm pryjng,â Fae tucked her chin bashfully.
âItâs okay. Youâre curious.â Erik said.
âIt just seems soâŠmysteriousâŠâ
Erik walked up behind Fae and pressed his lips against her exposed neck.
âIâll tell you whatever you want to know.â
That made Fae feel good knowing that. She turned to him and Erikâs lips were on hers. They tongue kissed while their hands roamed all over each otherâs bodies. Erik had his hands full of Faeâs ass and he backed out of his office. They walked backwards into his room and Erik slammed the door shut to keep the boys out. With only a single lamp light on, it gave off the perfect vibe.
Erik sat down on the edge of the bed with Fae between his legs. She cupped his face while they continued to kiss. Their heads moved back and forth and their tongues reached crevices that elicited sounds of pleasure. Fae needed him. She didnât care that her body was sore, she needed him inside of her. Erik did too, his dick was brick hard and tenting the front of his shorts.
Fae broke the kiss and she lifted his T-shirt over her head, naked body the perfect shape in Erikâs eyes with the softest skin that glistened similar to honey. Fae took her place in his lap with her pussy sitting directly over his clothed erection. Erik couldnât get over how soft and smooth her skin felt beneath his calloused hands.
His lips kissed her neck, her collarbones, and between her breasts. He tilted Faeâs body back and her breasts were pushed out towards his mouth. He sucked each dark brown nipple into his mouth and flicked them greedily with his thick tongue. Fae arched her back and gripped Erikâs shoulders tight when he started humping her from underneath.
âUnhâŠ.â
Faeâs moans sounded angelic.
Erik pressed his face between her breasts and grunted. His dick was twitching between her pussy lips.
âFuckâŠI need you,â Erik whispered.
âI need you tooâŠâ
Fae dug her fingers into Erikâs shorts and they wrapped around his fat dick. She whipped it out and lifted her hips while her hand pointed his tip towards her opening. Erik exhaled a longing breath. She sat down on him fully and Erik bounced her.
âFuckâŠfuckâŠâ Erik was staring up at Fae through hooded eyes, âI missed this pussyâŠâ
âMm!â Faeâs mouth fell open, âMmm!â
Her moans were driving him crazy.
âMm! Mm! Unh! Uh! Ooo!â
âYouâre a fuckinâ angel, baby,â Erik praises.
He secured one arm around her waist, sliding his hips lower so he could plant his feet on the floor, and he pumped upward while simultaneously bouncing Fae, bringing her down on his dick himself. She had a death grip on Erikâs shoulders. She was so small and limber while Erikâs much larger and more powerful body controlled her movements.
âAhhhh, ahhhhhâŠâ Erik couldnât hold back from making his own noises, âThatâs it babyâŠlet me do all the workâŠâ
âOh gosh,â Fae moaned, âYes!â
âIâm deep and I ainât leaving, baby,â Erik groaned, âMhmâŠtoo much big dick?â
âNo,â Fae said with a whiny voice.
âThatâs my good girlâŠâ
She came on his dick and Erik raised his hips to the bed again. He lifted her off of his dick and got down on his knees. He started eating Faeâs pussy while she was standing up. She couldnât believe it. He hiked her thigh up and proceeded to suck on her pussy while his other hand fisted his dick.
âShit,â Fae wrapped her fingers around his locs, âMmm!â
Faeâs leg shook out of control and she fell forward against the bed. Erikâs hand smacked her on the ass and she positioned herself so that she was hanging over the edge of the bed. Erik turned and started eating it from the back. Fae rocked her hips back and forth, feeding her pussy to his plump lips and thick tongue. Erik spread her cheeks as best as he could so he could get every inch of that pretty, pink puss in his mouth. He was sucking that shit off the bone and Fae was losing her sanity.
âDaddy, please donât stop,â Fae moaned weakly.
He slurped her pussy, put his tongue in that pussy, sucked on that clit, tongued her folds. Fae was drooling into the sheets.
âOH FUCK!â
She bit down on her bottom lip, the pain from her scar mixed with the pleasure of getting her pussy devoured giving her a big orgasm. She convulsed and released into Erikâs waiting, gluttonous mouth.
He sat up and Fae turned her body. Erik was on his feet and with his lustful eyes watching her, he took off his shorts, revealing his fat dick and balls. It was so hard that the veins in his shaft popped out. His tip is covered in pre-cum and dying to be sucked on. Fae arched her back and grabbed his dick. She looked up at him and wrapped her lips around him.
She took her time putting him down her throat. Itâs a big boy. Erikâs humming and grunting caused her clit to jump. It was thick enough to make her jaw muscles sore and long enough to trigger her gag reflex.
âThere you goâŠgood girlâŠsuch a good girl,â Erik tilted his head so he could watch, âGet daddyâs dick in there, babyâŠâ
She started sucking him while tugging on his sack. Erikâs brows furrowed and he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. His eye rolled shut and his head went back. All Fae could see was his beautifully-sculpted body and the long swath of his neck.
âJust like thatâŠlook at youâŠmmm, mmm, mmmâŠâ
Erik groaned when Fae focused on slurping his wide tip between her lips. She knew thatâs what he liked. He loved it when she did it nice and slow. Her spit rolled down her chin and she looked into his eyes while sucking. Thatâs what did it.
âFaeâŠâ
She loved it when he said her name.
âFaeâŠâ
Keep saying my name.
âDamn, here it comesââ
Fae swallowed him whole. She tightened her throat and milked him while the tip of her tongue wiggled in his slit. Thick, warm, nut coated her tongue. She slowly released his dick from her mouth and it popped out covered in spit. Erik stuck his tongue down her throat with his fingers around her neck to control the flow. Fae sucked on his bottom lip like a pacifier.
âIâm gonâ fuck you all over this bed,â Erik said with a husky voice barely above a whisper, âAnd your ass gonâ take it every single timeâŠâ
âI need it, big daddy,â Fae whispered seductively.
Erik raised a single brow at her.
âI can handle it,â Fae spoke confidently with a smirk.
Erik picked her up and put her ass on the edge of his dresser.
âYou can handle it, huh? Yeah?â Erik plopped his dick down on her pussy and guided his hips so his dick could glide up and down between her fat, outer lips.
âYes,â Fae moaned.
âYour pussy is wet and gushy, mamasâŠâ
He hooked his arms beneath her knees and with his hips, he thrust forward and his tip slipped between her labia and popped right into that wet pussy. He pressed further inside until he was halfway in before retracting his hips slowly, only to thrust back inside again.
âFuck,â Fae gasped when Erik twisted her hips, âMmm!â
She gripped the edge of the dresser with one hand while the other wrapped around Erikâs neck. His crotch and lower abdomen collided with Faeâs inner thighs and it stung so good.
âDaddy, youâre fucking me so good!â
âMhmâŠI know it is, look at this dick.â
Fae tried to watch but he was digging her out so good she couldnât focus.
âOoooâŠI know whatchu finna do, pretty mamaâŠdaddy making that pussy cum, I know it.â
âI canât control it, daddyââ
Faeâs pussy pushed Erikâs dick out and she rubbed her clit back and forth, her juices like a fountain.
âSo thatâs what I gotta do to make that pussy squirt like that?â
Erik crouched down to lick it up. Fae couldnât control her legs from squirming and shaking. Erik needed to make her do that again. He moved her to the bed and parted Faeâs legs with his hands on the back of her thighs. Erik got up on that bed, dug his toes into the mattress, and started grinding his hips so that his dick could hit her spot. Each time he would thrust, his hips would grind, making his fat dick hit her spot.
âOooo!â Fae started crying, âIâm gonna squirt again!â
âThatâs what I want, give me that shit,â Erik commanded.
âItâs all for you!â
That was music to Erikâs ears. Fae looked up at him and he had his bottom lip between his teeth and a smirk on his face. She was falling apart beneath him and he just fucked her like that with a dimpled smirk and a big dick. He was dangerous.
âMy pussy, daddy!â
Faeâs eyes crossed and Erik was pushed out once again. It just kept going. He beat her clit with his tip and she just covered him and the sheets.
âDayum, youâre my little waterfall for real, fuck. I love it when you make a mess on meâŠâ
âItâs so much, Iâm sorry,â Fae shielded her face with her arm to hide her blush.
âDonât be sorry about what that pussy can do, babyâŠâ
He had his mouth on her pussy again. Fae was growing lightheaded. Erik looked up at her through his lashes and licked his lips.
âYou okay?â He questioned.
âMhm,â Fae replied.
Erik gave her a moment to catch her breath and then he sat up in the middle of the bed. He made a come-hither motion with his fingers and a bite of his lip and Fae crawled to him. She straddled him and Erik lined his dick up with that beautiful pussy again for more. Fae sank down on him fully until her ass was sitting on his balls. Erik dropped his thighs out and leaned back on one hand. He rolled his hips up slowly and fae rolled her hips down on him. Her hands were on his shoulders and she was looking down at him from above. They were locked in a sensual gaze.
âTell me you love me.â Erik whispered.
âI love you,â Fae whispered back.
âSay it again.â
âI love youâŠâ
Erik hooked his arms beneath her armpits and gripped her shoulders from behind. Fae cupped his face and they kissed passionately. Erik broke the kiss and his tongue licked along Faeâs jaw. He dug his heels into the bed and surprised Fae with sharp upstrokes with his hands planted on the bed. She was squirting again.
âUNH! UNH! UNH!â
It was ball-slapping strokes. Erik lowered his hips back to the bed and his dick slipped out with ease. He shook his locs from his eyes and lifted from the bed.
âCâmereâŠbring that pussy here.â
Fae took one look at that dick and she whimpered.
âDonât worry, Iâll l be back in there. Arch that back.â
She did as she was told. Erik nibbled and kissed all over her ass. He put a humb in her butt and his dick deep in her pussy from the back. Faeâs hips bounced off of him causing her cheeks to turn red.
âGo head, cry into the sheets, tell me how good it feels.â
âIt feels so good!â
âYou taking it, mamas. Just watching you take this dick makes me so hard.â
âYes, daddy!â Fae moaned.
âDonât stop taking this dickâŠdonât stop taking this dickâŠâ
Fae turned her head back and forth, she fisted the sheets, she cried out. Erik would speed up, then slow down. Bring her to the peek, then edge her.
âCan I cum daddy?! Please?! Can I cum, please?!â
âCum on this dick right fuckinâ now.â
âUnhâahhh!â
It was creamy and slippery. Erik watched with his bottom lip pouted and gold slugs gleaming. That pussy was hot and tight.
âDaddy, I feel you throbbing inside me!â
âYeah?â Erik growled, âSHITââ
âYES! Right thereââ
âUGH!â
Erik gripped her waist for leverage and he withdrew his hips. Fae spun around quickly and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Erik held her gaze through his locs and his mouth formed an âOâ while he jerked himself. His cum shot out like a spiderâs web. It covered Faeâs face and tongue. Erik couldnât believe how much it was. Fae cleaned off as much as she could and then Erik left to grab a wet rag.
He returned and cleaned Fae off. They both went to the bathroom and after using the toilet, took a shower together. Fae let Erik fuck her up against the shower wall with her chest pressed against it. She reached behind her to hold onto his thigh while he took that pussy from behind. He slipped out and Fae got down on her knees again to clean him off. They were both satisfied.
When they were done, they both rubbed eachother down with the oil again and stood at his sink to tend to their scars. Fae sat on the sink and Erik took his time tending to her. She did the same for him, it was mostly his knuckles. It was so intimate.
Teeth brushed, Erik put a towel down on the bed to cover Faeâs mess and snuggled together beneath the sheets. Fae rested her head on Erikâs chest with one arm draped across his torso. Erik stared up at the ceiling while playing in her hair.
âI love you, Fae. I mean it.â
Fae sat up and looked up at Erik through her lashes.
âI know you do. I love you too.â
Erik shut his eyes and smirked. Fae caressed his thick lips with her fingertips. Erik caught them between his lips causing Fae to giggle.
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