Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27973 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 140(@200wpm)___ 112(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Tonight she was looking exceptionally plump in her tits and ass, probably retaining water or some shit, which means I’d better be on high alert to deal with her crazy shit, I can just imagine.
I tackled her in the shower and took her from behind hard. She likes to try to get the better of me and this time was no different. She cocked her ass high, got up on her toes and threw her pussy back at me until she’d swallowed my shit whole.
Our bodies slapped together loudly as the water ran down on us. I wrapped her hair around my wrist and pulled her head back so I could take her mouth while I stroked into her sweet pussy.
She never says anything about our sex so I have to read the signs to know if I’m hitting it right or not, so far I’m knocking this shit out the park.
***
I left her early the next morning because I had a meet with some guy who said he had some info for me. Information was the hottest commodity on the market if you ask me, and I like to stay in the know.
I have a whole network of spies that keeps me up to speed on what the fuck is going on in my backyard.
He was waiting outside my office when I finally arrived looking nervous as fuck. I lifted my brow at him and he tried to settle down.
“Sir...” I held my finger up to my lips for silence and then stepped aside so Chase could frisk him, then I followed up with my own search. That always makes them sweat, the double search, it pays to be thorough.
I opened the door and ushered him in. “Okay tell me.”
“They’re planning to put eyes and ears on you, they pulled some kind of maneuver and got some judge out of state to push through the warrants.”
“What’s this judge’s name.”
“Sampson sir, Ezra.” I nodded to Chase who turned and left. I hate being fucked with. I wasn’t going to kill the fuck, but I was about to make his life very miserable. If he so much as filched a candy when he was five I’d find out and use it against him.
“What should we do boss? This thing is serious, like they’re organizing a task force just to bring you down.” Bring down these nuts.
“I make a hundred and twenty million a day, do you think some fuck pulling down forty grand a year can touch this? The fuck outta here.”
After he left I made some calls, had to get my shit straight. I had my little Asian tech guru on that shit with a quickness.
He was one of my secret weapons; anything the fucks came up with Chow could counter. He loves that shit, as was evident by his excitement when I told him what I wanted.
Chase came back within the hour with more than enough info. I looked over the digital stills of Sampson meeting what looked like a very underage girl in a motel room.
Cheap fuck, according to his stats he could afford better, disgusting pig.
I picked up the phone and called the number on the report only to be told he was busy in his chambers. Yeah I bet, busy fucking with my shit.
“Tell him it’s Santorini and he’s gonna wanna talk to me.” The line was on hold for three minutes before he came on.
“Mr. Santorini this is very unorthodox and quite frankly we have nothing to say to each other.”
“I’m about to send something through your fax, I suggest you keep this for your eyes only if you know what I mean, I’ll stay on the line.” I nodded to Chase who sent the printout.
I listened as the fucker moved around on the other end of the line. “What is it that you want?”
“Let me ask you a question, do you know me?”
“No, but I know of you.”
“Yeah, well now I know of you too. Here’s what you’re gonna do, you’re gonna rescind whatever the fuck you did and call off your fucking dogs. I’m not gonna be your entrée to the supreme-court you fuck.”
“I can’t it’ll raise questions.”
“I’m thinking I don’t give a fuck. You have until five today and Ezra, I so much as scent a cop in my vicinity these pictures go live.”
I hung up pretty sure of the outcome. Too bad I was going to crawfish on the deal, I don’t clasp hands with assholes who prey on children.
My phone rang again and I was about to blast his ass but it was my queen calling to harass my ass with her shit. “Draco I wanna go to The Garden for lunch.”
I checked my watch it was nowhere near lunchtime. The Garden was one of my restaurants, but since the whole thing with her dad putting a bead on me I wasn’t too jazzed about making myself a target.