17. Caden
17
CADEN
I arrived at the warehouse and got out of my car. Reece and Damien were waiting outside. I buttoned my suit jacket as walked towards them.
“Smashing,” Reece said with a grin.
I rolled my eyes and flipped him off.
Damien put out his cigarette on the sole of his boot and then flicked it into the trash can.
We both nodded at each other. He needed to stay out of this, and I knew he understood. And Yes, I said all that with just a nod. Damien and I had worked on countless missions together and despite his tendency to annoy me, we’ve had each other's backs on many occasions. So, we developed a kind of non-verbal communication system after working together nearly every day for eight years.
All three of us walked into the building with me at the front, Reece on my right, and Damien on my left. All the men, all one hundred and fifty of them, watched as I made my way onto the makeshift platform.
“Greetings” I said in English. I knew some of the men in the crowd, and some I didn’t know, but I knew Aleksei required that all his men spoke various languages, including English.
“Before I begin, does anyone have anything to say?” I said, making sure my voice was loud enough so everyone at the back heard. A hushed silence filled the room for a few seconds, until a man at the back disrupted the stillness by raising his hand, a gesture dripping with mockery. I raised a brow at him, urging him to say what he had to say.
“Why does white trash get to run a Russian maf-” I put a bullet in his knee before he could finish. He dropped to the floor, screaming in agony. The people who knew me already expected it but were still impressed. The ones who didn’t know me were wide eyed. The man stood sixty yards away from me, and with precise aim, I shot him in the knee amidst a crowded room.
As if seeking aid, Damien became the focus of several pairs of eyes. He did nothing except smile sardonically. Reece chuckled.
“Anyone else?” I asked. There were murmurs, but no one spoke up.
I holstered my gun .
“Aleksei has trusted me with your lives, and I intend to keep you alive and well,” I began.
“Well.. as well as possible,” I said and glanced at the man bleeding on the floor. There were a few chuckles. The crowd had parted around him. He was no longer screaming, but pained groans escaped him now and then.
“I’d like for you all to become men I trust one day and vice versa,” I continued. There were nods of approval and respect for my decision not to just assume that I could trust them.
“Братству” To the brotherhood. I shouted.
It was immediately echoed, fists thrust into the air.
I walked out, Reece right behind me.
“Who knew you’d become a Mafia boss one day?” Reece said.
I smiled and shook my head. I didn’t expect it either.
I let Reece take care of placing the new men. He would find places for them to stay. He didn't know it but he was going to be my right-hand man, but I knew that if I straight up told him, he would balk at the responsibility. I’d just have to slowly ease him into the position. I smiled at the thought as I pulled up to Ana’s house. I had to pick up a few things for her. My smile immediately disappeared when I saw Nathan standing in front of her house, waiting by the door.
And then I smiled. I was going to enjoy telling him she was no longer a virgin. I had no delusions he would leave her alone, though. He had a personal vendetta against me and Ana. Of course, I hadn't made love to her with the intention in mind, but I was glad she was no longer a virgin. Maybe by some stroke of fate, the Herd would leave her alone.
I scanned the surroundings, making sure I wasn't about to be ambushed. I looked down at my phone to view the cameras around the house. Nothing. He probably wasn't expecting me.
“I hope you didn’t touch her,” He said as soon as I shut my car door. I raised a brow.
“And if I did?” I said calmly.
“You think you're a wolf but you're nothing but the Herds dog, the mutt, the errand boy. And you’ll be put down very soon.” He spat. The pressure he was under was clearly taking a toll on him. The vein in his forehead was close to exploding. Maybe that would kill him and save me the trouble. No. He deserved a long and painful death, for hurting Ana, trying to kiss her, honestly for even just talking to her.
I took a step forward and, after all his bravado the coward took a step back.
“You think I’m going to let you anywhere near her?”
“You want to put me down?” I laughed. “You can fucking try.” I said as I went toe to toe with him.
His eyes widened. “You..you fucked her” He said.
He cursed and then ran his fingers through his hair .
“I can’t believe you’re this fucking stupid. They will kill us all.” He muttered as he began to pace.
Then he paused and turned to me an odd smile on his face. “No.. no one can prove she isn't a virgin. We will be coming for her. Watch your fucking back. Your father will kill you for messing with the Herd.” He said and then walked off.
I couldn't give a rat’s ass about my sperm donor of a father. I glared at his back until he got in his car and drove off. I walked up to the house unlocking the door with Ana’s key. She won’t be needing that anymore. I wasn’t letting her step foot in this house again. Once I explained everything to her, she would agreed that she couldn’t stay here anymore. I just had to convince her to sell the house and live with me permanently.
I grabbed some things I thought she’d need, stuffing them into a duffle bag, a few books, including the one on her nightstand. I walked into her closet and grabbed a few clothes, placing them gently in the bag. The red coat she wore when we first met was hanging separately from the rest of her clothes. I smoothed my hand down the arm. It was soft. I wanted to see her in it again. I wanted to fuck her in it . I took the hanger off the hook and carefully like it was the most precious treasure I ever held, I walked out and grabbed the duffle bag swinging it over my shoulder and walked out the house, after placing both items in my car I walked back out the front door and locked it then I got in my car and drove home to the woman I was in love with.
Ana frowned as she tried to process all the information, I had just told her. I told her everything—well, almost everything. I told her about my mother’s death, and then what my childhood was like. I told her about my father sending me Russia. She sat calmly and listened, asking questions and even tearing up at certain parts. She leaned in and gave me the softest kiss, as if trying to make up for all the bad things I went through. I kissed her back, almost losing myself in her, but I pulled myself together.
I wasn’t ready to tell her about her parents yet, so instead, I told her about the existence of the Herd, and why they were targeting her.
She had been quiet for more than ten minutes.
“That’s why you have a hint of a Russian accent” That was the first thing she said. I frowned, but then nodded. I hadn’t noticed it slipping out. I guess I was letting my guard down around her.
“And also why you spoke Russian when we.. when we were making love.” She said, a light blush spreading across her cheek. I grinned. Had I spoken Russian? Then I remembered. ты убиваешь меня, любовь моя. You’re killing me, my love . I had said. My love. She truly was my love. My heart. I had to tell her soon but not today. I wanted the moment to be special.
“Baby, aren’t you scared? You’re not going to say anything else about everything I just told you?” I asked, getting serious again.
She paused for a moment, then shook her head. “I’m not scared and I’m not shocked either. I knew something weird was going on in Red Falls. I mean, there were many odd things about my parents' death, and I feel like this Herd had something to do with it. As for them targeting me, I know you’re going to do everything in your power to protect me. I can see how hard you're working because of that,” She said and smiled softly.
I blinked. The weight of her trust settled deep within me, resonating with every fiber of my being. It was as if a warm, golden light had enveloped my soul, illuminating the darkest corners and eradicating any doubts or insecurities that had lingered within me. I was acutely aware of the delicate vulnerability that came with such profound trust. It was a responsibility I would carry with utmost reverence, knowing that her faith in me was not to be taken lightly. It demanded my best, my truest self, and I was determined to rise to the occasion.
I lunged forward, grabbing her off the couch and moved her to sit sideways into my lap. I cupped her face with one hand, the other going to her neck. I kissed her. Trying to communicate my feelings through the kiss. She kissed me back with equal passion. Her hands cupped my face and then went into my hair, pulling on the strands. The sting made my dick pulse beneath her ass. I broke the kiss and looked down at her dress. It was similar to the one she wore in the library, but slightly longer. It rode up and I could see her black lace panties. I pulled them off, exposing her beautiful cunt to me. I could feel her eyes on me while I stared at her pussy. I glanced back up at her and smiled as I took her hand and brought it to my mouth, I sucked on her two fingers, then I moved her wet fingers to her pussy. Her eyes widened.
“Show me how you play with it, baby,” I whispered in her ear.
She hesitated and then began moving her fingers. I watched as she moved them on her clit, but she wasn't putting enough pressure on it. She also didn’t try to push the hood back to expose her little nub. She huffed out a breath of frustration but continued trying. I pulled down the collar of her dress, exposing her beautiful tits. I cupped one full breast and tweaked her nipple until it grew hard. Her fingers grew more frantic. I slid my hand up her thigh and stilled her hand.
“Like this baby,” I said, pushing her fingers down so they put more pressure on her clit she gasped, and her eyes widened. She thought faster was better, but for her harder was better. I kept my hand on hers, keeping the pressure steady. She continued, soft little moans escaping her swollen lips. I kissed and licked along her neck. She was getting close. I moved my fingers under hers.
“Watch baby” I pulled back the little hood covering her clit with one finger and then flicked at her clit with another. She moaned, fighting to keep her eyes open and focused on what I was doing. I brought her hand back to her clit, and she copied my earlier actions. She looked amazed and excited. While she rubbed at her clit, I slide a finger down to her entrance and inserted.
“Caden” She gasped.
“That’s it baby, make yourself cum for me.” I growled, thrusting my fingers in and out of her.
“Cum all over my fingers, little red,” I ordered.
She came apart so beautifully. As she rode her orgasm, I flipped her on to her back on the couch and was buried inside her in less than five seconds. I was pounding into her. The sound of slapping skin and her wet pussy sucking on my cock made me already on the verge of coming. I spread her legs wider, pushing myself deeper. Her nails scored my back, the pain driving me over the edge. I came deep inside her, her perfect cunt milking every drop from me, and I couldn't help but pray that this time it would take root and make her pregnant.