19. Inferno #2
“You gone listen to me from now on?” I popped her clit twice, her eyes rolled back. She quickly nodded her head up and down but that wasn’t good enough for me. Easing out of her ass, I pushed back into her contracting center and thrashed her shit until she started screaming and speaking in tongues.
“Yes, oh fuck! I swear, I will, I’ll do it! Malice please! Wait!!!!!” I chuckled, wrapping my hands underneath her. She simpered and sniveled, while her soft breast rubbed up against my stomach and chest.
“Fuck you feel so good, Sovereign.” Her pussy was so slippery and wet. I kept forcing myself to focus and not close my eyes like a bitch.
“I’ll never stir you wrong. Just listen to me, I’m king you Queen, you understand?” I laid back and slapped her ass, making her ride me.
“Yes!” Her body and face were drenched, her hair glued to parts of her body and face. She was beautiful and thick; I could really get used to this shit. With more grooming and coaching, Sovereign was gone end up being a match made from the pits of hell for me.
Her body shook, I growled and gripped her ass tight.
We came together as she collapsed right on top of me breathing hard.
The smell of sex and sweat added with her intoxicating smell had me closing my eyes as I listened to her light snores.
I hoped this was good enough to get her stubborn ass to act right in this meeting.
This cartel shit was nothing like shit in the states.
One sign of weakness would be used against you.
Sovereign probably thought she knew a lot, which she did.
I just knew more and would have to help her catch up.
Three hours later.
“How did you know all of that about Empress? What all do you know?”
I looked Sovereign over and licked my lips.
She had on a two-piece business suit. My favorite part about it was the color, which was red.
Her make up was light and her lips burned with red lipstick.
She had on big diamond earrings with her wild curly hair tamed better than earlier.
A red rose was tucked on the side of her ear.
As usual she smelled good as hell. Right now, she was looking like a boss-ass bitch.
“I wired all of your people houses. It’s best to stay ten steps ahead of any future problems. The rest of what you should know, you will find out in due time.
” I cut the tip of my cigar then placed it in my mouth.
Holding my hand out for her to grab. We walked towards the front of the house we’re my guards stood holding the door open.
“I’ve provided for my sister since we were little.” Her eyes looked off like she was in deep thought.
“I sacrificed myself in the literal sense. I’ve done things that people like you would never understand.
When my parents died and disappeared, I stepped up with no clue of which way to go but I made things happen and I provided like I should have.
That’s why I know my sister has a good explanation.
” She slid into the back seat of the town car as I got in behind her.
“Then your sister bit the hand that fed her,” I concluded. It was hard for her to accept the cold facts, but she had to accept and understand it.
“I can’t kill Empress.” She looked at me, those hazel brown eyes telling a story.
“I never said you had to.” I looked out the window briefly, then back into her fiery eyes.
I was always unbothered by the way she looked at me when she thought she was getting a point across.
I can see how convincing and menacing she probably looked to her team of weak-ass niggas.
That shit only made my dick hard, I loved the challenge that she always presented.
“You can’t kill her either.” I chuckled this time at her choice of words. There wasn’t a soul on this planet that could direct me and tell me what the fuck I couldn’t do.
“I won’t make any promises.” I kept it short.
“If you do something to my sister, I will stop at nothing to –”
“Shut the fuck up, before you say some shit you will regret. That’s the reason why I am willing to wait and let you find out everything you need to know the hard way.
” Silence took over the car, my phone chimed alerting me of a new text message.
Kenya sent me a picture of her wearing a yellow thong with heart yellow stickers covering her nipples.
She took a couple of poses that would normally have me ready to send the private jet to have her bust that shit open.
Right now, I didn’t give a damn, so I locked my phone.
Anxiousness surged through me, business in the cartel worked a little differently. I couldn’t go in this meeting drawing my flamethrower and melting this nigga’s face off. He sent a message by courting my mom, I received that message and was ready to make things clear to him.
“This meeting, follow my lead. All you have to do is look how you look and keep your mouth shut.” The car came to a stop. My driver Luca came around to my side of the door to open it. I could see that our guest already arrived.
Three Cadillac Escalade trucks were parked right in front of my father’s estate. I eyed the two guards that held guns in their hands like they were guarding the president.
“I’ve done my own research. I know how to handle myself.
” I turned in my seat to face Sovereign just as Luca opened the door.
This woman made me want to choke the living shit out of her.
What research had she done, I wouldn’t be surprised if she had her Abuela pull information for Sovereign’s advantage.
Miguella, her Abuela was a different kind of breed.
She truly didn’t give a fuck about no one or nothing but herself.
It was very crazy to me how the Ruiz and Martinez cartel united.
A lot of men stayed out of Miguella’s way, not wanting to do business with her at all.
Miguella didn’t move off morals at all. She moved off of greed and hunger for power and more money.
“Do what the fuck I told you Sovereign. You forget your sister is only alive because my top paid doctor is keeping her that way in the states. Don’t fuck with me.
” I mushed her in the head as she cursed behind my back.
Big B and Killa stood on the first set of steps.
If only my mom knew who she was overseas with.
I hoped like hell she didn’t fuck Nueva.
No matter how much peace the Ruiz cartel would try to keep.
My father would bend that peace and seek blood if this man fucked my mom.
Snatching Sovereign hand, I gave a light squeeze and this crazy bitch tried to squeeze tighter.
I chuckled at the effort and gave her another squeeze that made her suck in air.
Her eyes welled with tears I turned all the way towards her and yanked her by the hand. She slammed right into my hard body.
Leaning down, I inhaled her scent then nipped her ear with my teeth.
“Keep fucking with me Sovereign, I’ll postpone this meeting and punish that fat pretty pussy of yours while I’m texting my people in the states to dope up that treacherous bitch with so much morphine that will make her flat line right on the fucking spot.
Wipe your fucking face, fix your fucking face, and carry yourself like a fucking boss bitch and the wife of a cartel king.
” My mouth hovered above her ear as she snatched the cloth from the top of my suit jacket and dabbed at her eyes.
She placed her soft hands on my neck then turned my face until my ear was touching her plump lips.
“When this is over, you will never touch, taste, or smell me. You better hope like hell you can locate me.” She grabbed the outside of my crotch and squeezed.
My dick stiffened from the tight grip she had.
“One day, very soon… you will see just how tight of a grip that I got you by these big balls of yours. You will beg and beg hard for me to release these bitches.” She released her grip and quickly walked away from me, leaving me breathing hard and pissed with a hard ass dick.
Her curvy ass backside didn’t make matters any better.
Soon as we walked in, my fathers butler held a tray with champagne flutes.
We all declined except Sovereign who downed the first glass with a couple of gulps.
She held her French tip index finger up to have the butler wait.
When she finished her flute, she placed the empty one on the tray and downed another.
Sitting that one down, I pinched the tip of my nose to stop myself from torching her ass.
She picked up the third flute, just as I grabbed her free hand.
I led her all the way to the left wing of my father’s estate where he held all his important meetings.
As the guards opened the double doors, Sovereign burped and hiccuped loud as fuck.
Killa couldn’t hold back his laugh, Big B looked like he was struggling to keep a straight fucking face.
Sovereign laughed lowly and shrugged as she took a small sip from her flute.
I gave her a warning glare for the last warning I had to offer.
If she fucked up and made me look bad in this meeting, I planned on killing everything attached to her that she gave a fuck about.
I kept a neutral face and observed the many men that accompanied the rectangular cherry wood table.
Nodding my head and making eye contact with every man that sat in this room.
I made my way to Sovereign’s Abuela first to show respect, I kissed each side of her cheek as Sovereign did the same to my father to show the unity that we all had.
The Golden triangle was in place, no matter how we felt about each other.
In front of outsiders, we had to appear as one.