4. Onyx
Chapter four
Onyx
I always hate it when Aspen plans on holding meetings. I would rather be heading to our club to have fun with some random girls. But no, now I'm heading to our club for us all to talk about whatever it was he mentioned to us earlier at the funeral. Riding on my pale, green Kawasaki Ninja ZX-10R, heading to the club with my brothers, my internal monologue is hoping to the gods this meeting won’t last long. Invading my thoughts again, Ember Chertanov, the woman I have known her whole life, takes forefront. We were assigned as her bodyguards from birth, a duty that has become increasingly difficult when she came of age and her father took over as the Don.
I saw her for the first time in years when she was eighteen years old. I was there on business for Ryker Chertanov, keeping to the shadows as always. She must have come home from a tattoo studio because she had fresh ink on her arms and piercings in her nose and bottom lip. I know she never had them before today because her father said she never showed interest in them. I guess sometime in the past year, when we last talked to Ryker that must have changed. But, those light green eyes are what sucked me in.
I wanted to drop to my knees and worship her at her feet. It was like she saw right into my darkness where my soul should have been. That was the day I decided that she would be mine. But, I couldn't just confront the mafia heiress. Her father would have killed me if I did. So, I resorted to the next best thing, stalking.
She was my new prey, but she had no clue. I ended up finding everything out about my Little Siren within forty-eight hours. From jobs she has had to her favorite food to ex-boyfriends. I was so into her there was no way I would let anyone get to her. Whenever we went to the Chertanov house, I would leave two roses on her pillow, one dark green and the other black, with a malachite pendant on a silver chain wrapped around the stems. I have done that every year since and every chance I could.
But all I could think about was her tan skin that's covered in tattoos. That long dark chocolate brown hair would be perfect to pull on. All of those amazing curves to place all kinds of marks on. Those light green eyes looking deep into the darkness of my soul and luring me to her. I just want to be the one to break her, to own her, and to push her limits. The way her pink tongue flicks across her plump lips when she's deep in thought hardened me to brick.
Now is my chance. Since the old man isn’t around to kill me if I ever touched Ember. Oh, to be the one to fuck the Don of the Chertanov Bratva.
My brothers are on the coms in our helmets, talking about why we were going to our nightclub, End Times. I’m not paying attention to their conversation because it will just keep getting repeated to us even when we finally get to the club for this meeting. I speed up, pass them all, and take the long way to the club. My thoughts floated back to the tan skinned beauty that consumed all of my thoughts and dreams.
I imagine that her voice is sweet sounding and would make the most amazing moan when I would spank her ass. I wonder if she would let me do what I want to her. Tying her up, suspending her from my bedroom ceiling, and just admiring the ropes cutting into her flesh. That thought alone made my dick hard. All the red marks I could mark her skin with. Ahhh. Just to have a taste of her would be fucking amazing. I can feel my dick getting harder, and my piercings are starting to rub against my tight jeans as I take the hard turns on my bike. I don’t want to be thinking about Ember in a sexual way because we are going to end up doing business with her in the future and that would make her our boss. But I just can’t stop. Would she be a dominant or submissive? Oh, I hope and pray to Satan himself that she's a submissive.
All of the different things I could do to her. Maybe she isn’t interested in the sexual kinks that I am or maybe she doesn't even know about them, or she could be into all kinds of kinks. My dirty Little Siren doesn’t know what’s coming for her.
I pull into the back of the club and park my bike. As I get off of it, I have to adjust myself. My cock was so hard I could barely think straight. This meeting better end fast because I need to release this tension I have building up. Again . I have never been so entranced by a woman before. Normally I meet someone, fuck them, get it out of my system and never talk to them again. I've never been a relationship kind of man, always content waiting for my Little Siren. With the businesses my brothers and I run, I don't have the time to be tied down to someone. Especially someone who doesn't understand “my lifestyle”.
Standing there waiting for my brothers to catch up with me, I decide to check the camera footage in her house. Yes, I have hacked into her camera system. My job is a hacker, after all. I had to because she doesn't have a Facebook, so that was out. But I did find her on Instagram and a few dating sites. Her Instagram was just a bunch of pictures and videos of her and her parents and some of her friend, Valerie. This isn't giving much about her, but it's a good start of where she likes to go and what she likes to do.
Going through the camera footage from the past few hours, it looks like she is wearing a skin tight, black dress that hugs her curves in all the right places and black pumps. She is talking to her friend about something. So, I turn on the audio for the camera footage and it sounds like they are talking about coming to End Times tonight.
Well that just made my night a lot more interesting.
Being able to see my Little Siren in person again, and now getting to watch her dance. Oh, FUCK. A feral growl escapes my throat and my cock hardens instantly, as a response to that heavenly thought of my Little Siren. Open those pearly gates for me, my hellish creator.
What a sinful night this will be.
The sound of my brothers pulling in, reigns my thoughts back in. I will have to do a complete look into Miss Ember Chertanov another time. But, for now, off to this boring meeting and then to delve into my dark pleasure. Maybe bump into my sweet obsession.
Frolicking in through the back door of the club, like a sinner on cloud nine. My brothers and I head up the stairs to the second floor, which looks out over the crowd of people on the dance floor. Standing at the railing, I searched the crowd for my Little Siren. I caught sight of her at the bar with her friend, just knowing she was this close felt like my own personal drug coursing through my veins. I just want to take her up against that bar for everyone to see what is MINE.
That black dress is leaving all her tattoos out on display and giving me the perfect view of her ass. Her curly, chocolate brown hair with those blonde highlights is pulled back into a ponytail. She is wearing strappy black, red bottom shoes. Her friend is in a blue crop top and matching blue skirt. Her hair is in loose waves.
My hips start thrusting in between the rails at my thought of slipping between her wet folds, fucking her against the bar. Yeah, take it like the good girl you are. Show everyone that you belong to Daddy. In a daze about what I wanna do to her, Blaze smacks me upside my head. “What the FUCK man! That was a wonderful daydream you just ruined.”
“Time for the meeting.” He grinned at me, knowing who I was watching.
“Nooooo, whyyyyy?” Pouting as Blaze drags me over towards our brothers for this stupid fucking meeting.
The couch that spans the back wall of our little upstairs hideout. Blaze shoves me so that my ass hits the couch. I shoot him a glare that could kill, crossing my arms over my chest with a huff. Blaze clears his throat and then all eyes are on him.
“So we all know that I have that meeting at the Chertanov estate with Ember about her parents' will on Monday. But what you didn’t know is that Mr. Ryker Chertanov wants all of us there.” Blaze says, looking at all of us.
“Why all of us? I understand you and Aspen but why Onyx and I? We were just hitmen for them.” Ezra groans. I nod in agreement with my brother.
“Well apparently, we are all in said will.” Aspen glares back at us.
“Okay, so is that all this meeting was about? You could have just told us at the house. We didn’t need a meeting.” I scoffed, confused.
“Yes and no. Remember that lackey we were told to find and interrogate before the Chertanvos’ passed away? Well his body has been found at an abandoned construction site owned by Orlov.” Aspen bites out.
“Why was it at Orlovs’ abandoned construction site? Well, we know he didn’t do it, or is he just getting lazy.” I question, leaning forward to grab my captain and Red Bull.
“That we aren’t sure. We suspect he was double crossing Chertanov by giving information to Orlov instead. But, someone beat us to him and then dumped his body at Orlovs’ construction site as a message to him.” Blaze confirms as he takes a sip of his whiskey on the rocks. Such a classy motherfucker.
“Okay, so we have to figure this out.” Ezra groans as he rubs his hands down his face .
Finishing my drink, I look at my brothers. “Well that can be done tomorrow. Not much we can do while we are here. So, I'm gonna go down to the bar to get another drink, and then I’m going to find some new prey to go home with tonight that's out on the dance floor.” I get up to walk downstairs.
“Dude, don't call them prey to their faces, that's just creepy.” Aspen warns with a disgusted look on his face.
“Well some like to be stalked like the prey they are and others don’t even know they like it until it happens to them.” I jab with a sinister laugh, winking at Aspen as I walk past him to go to the stairs.
Walking through the crowd over to the bar, I keep thinking to myself that she is my one and only target tonight. No one will get in my way of what I want. I know she is still at the bar downing shot after shot with her friend.
Once at the bar, I’m standing there with one person between me and Ember. I stand there waiting for Luna, our bartender, to come over to get my drink order. Luna is talking to Ember about working here at End Times. So, I just end up hopping over the bar counter to go behind the bar to get my own drink, so Luna can continue to talk to my Little Siren. As I am about to grab a glass, a sweet sound fills my ears, and to my surprise, it's Ember's sweet voice.
“Hey, you can’t go back there. Just wait your turn like everyone else asshole!” She yells with a sullen tone in her voice.
I just smile and continue what I was doing and make my own drink. As I'm pouring the whiskey into my glass, Luna speaks up.
“Hey, don’t worry, that's Onyx, one of the owners. He’s harmless.”
I flash my devilish smile and wink at Luna, a blush creeping up her face. “This is Ember. She was asking me if we have any job openings.” Flashing me another smile.
Filling the rest of my glass with Red Bull, I look over to Ember and say with a wicked smile, “Do you think you can handle this kind of job, sweetheart?”
“I’m sure I can handle anything you throw my way.” She purred, keeping eye contact with me, a devilish smile on her lips. Oh, my Little Siren, you have no clue what you are asking for . I take a sip of my drink and ponder for a second on whether this would be a good or bad idea. One, she is the new Mafia Don and two, my brothers and I work for her now.
Looking her dead in the eyes “Well it isn’t just up to me. Why don’t you come with me and meet the other owners? You can bring your little friend if you want.” I smile, waiting for her response.
"Don't smile at me like that," She rolls her gorgeous eyes, "I have not accepted any job offer yet."
I hop back over to the other side of the bar and whisper in her ear. “Well Little Siren, we must talk to the others before you can accept any job offer.”
She turns her head and now we are nose to nose. I hold my breath. Then a grin pulled at her plump lips.
“Well then. Lead the way, Sir .”
I pause momentarily at her response, calling me Sir, making my dick strain against my tight pants. If only she knew what fire she was playing with at this moment, her sassy remarks and eye contact had me readjusting myself. They follow me through the massive crowd of people on the dance floor over to the stairs where two bouncers are standing. They move to the side so I can walk past them, and then they move back and just look at Ember and her friend .
“They are with me.” They move, and my little siren and her friend follow me up the stairs. I hear them both gasp once they see my three brothers sitting on the couch talking. I walk over to them, clear my throat, they all stop talking, look at me and then look at the two ladies beside me.
Blaze licks his lips looking, Ember up and down and flashes a devilish grin. “Who might this goddess be?”
Ezra whistles and licks his lips too. Blaze and Ezra know just how to get under my skin.
That comment makes a low growl of the word “mine” come out of my throat. I mutter under my breath, Ember blushes, and her friend crosses her arms over her chest giving my brothers I'm gonna murder you kind of look. As Aspen is standing up, he chuckles at how our brothers are acting. Walking over to Ember he takes her hand and kisses the back of it with a devilish grin. Then goes back to his seat.
“This is Ember and her friend. Umm, I'm sorry I didn't get your name.” I say, even though I do know her name. I gesture to each one when introducing them.
“Valerie, but everyone calls me Vee.” She introduces herself in a chipper tone .
“Ember here is looking for a job.” I explain and all my brother's expressions have the same shocked look. Yea h, I had the same look. The one that asked, why would she want to work here when she is the new Mafia Don and we work for her. I sit down in between Ezra and Blaze. Motioning to the loveseat that would put the girls on display in front of us, I direct the girls there. “Please, have a seat ladies."
“Ember and Vee, this is Aspen, Ezra, and Blaze. The other three owners and my brothers.” I gesture to all three as I say their names. I hear two audible gasps coming from Ember and Vee.
In unison, they say, “Brothers?”
Aspens replies, “Adopted brothers, but yes brothers.”
“Okay so, is there anything I need to fill out or anything you guys need to know?” Ember states after she wipes the shock off her face.
“Yes, just tell us why you wanna work here?” Ezra asks.
Ember looks as if she is contemplating what to say and then she schools her features and begins speaking “Well I just lost both of my parents and need to find something to fill my free time.”
We all just stare at her like four deer staring at the headlights of an oncoming car.
“Do you have any experience bartending or serving people?” Blaze questions
“If you count making your own drinks and serving your friends, then yes.” Ember offers with a grin on her face.
We all look at each other and share a look as if we are all agreeing to her working here. “When can you start?”
“How does tomorrow sound?” Ember asks with a wide smile.
I don’t know what it was about that smile and the excitement in her eyes but my cock instantly went rock hard.
In unison, we all say, “Tomorrow it is.”
“We’ll have Luna train you. She is our best bartender and you can tell her what you feel comfortable doing. I’ll let her know by the end of the night that you start tomorrow.” Aspen says with a wicked grin. I shoot daggers at the side of his head for giving Ember that kind of look. The girls get up and head back downstairs to celebrate, and I walk over to the railing as my brothers continue their conversation. Looking over the crowd, I spot Ember. Oh, my Little Siren, what fun this will be. You have no idea what you just signed up for.