by Anya Palvin
She bites his lower lip so hard that it actually bleeds, he stills giving her a chance to get used to the pain, and allow herself to stretch to accommodate him. She licked the blood from his lip and moved slowly up and down, surprising him. He mark hungry bites and kisses up and down her neck and rubs his hands all over her body. She's still moving up and down, but faster this time, matching his need and desire.3
The sun sets together with their moans, and the stars witnessed the most intense orgasm in history.
They're on the floor of the roof, cuddled close to each other. "I'm sorry" she whispers kissing his cheek. "What are you going to do about California?"he asks about her job offer. "I'll let you know when we get back, you asked me to come with you, I want to. Can we just forget every nonsense thing I said earlier and fast forward please?" she strokes his hair and his eyes change from their usual dangerous stare to a happy glare. "Are you sure?" He asks standing up and helping her to her feet as well. "Yes, take me away." she wraps her arms around his neck and he kisses her gently on the lips. "Come, I'm in the mood for a sandwich. We can leave later." he says smirking. "You're hungry again? What kind of sandwich do you want?" She asks too ignorant to what he actually meant. "Your thighs and my face." he makes his intentions clear, and her mouth drops open.
Ciara insisted on going home to pack for their trip instead of allowing Choke to buy her new stuffs when they land. So he used the opportunity to swing by the golden hotel to visit Mya in her suite.
"Hey" he says when she opens the door, and walks in. "Wow, 2 years and that's the welcome I’m getting?" She looks dismayed that he stepped right in without a hug or a kiss. "Sorry" he hugs her briefly but in a churchy greet the saint kind of way. "That was more pathetic than you walking in here dryly and showing up to my hotel with that bitch." she drops the B word bomb, simmering. The look on his face is so alarming that she stepped back for her own safety. "She's not a bitch, she’s got a name. I came here to talk to you like a civil adult but since you want to act childish I can just go." he acts to turn his back but she begs him to stay. "Ok, ok, ok I'm sorry. I've been drinking. I'm a little on edge." She tries to justify her behaviour. "Since when do you drink?" He asks with creased brows. "Since a certain green-eyed bastard broke my heart." she admits and he giggles to himself. "He must have been a real jerk to drive you to drink. You hate liquor." he sits down on her plain white leather sofa and she joins him. "Please tell me you're here because you're done playing games." she says with eyes full of hopes, and he smiles. "I am" he replies and she launched herself into his arms and he had to literally jump up from the couch to get away from her. "What the fuck Mya? I'm done playing games, yes! But it's not because of you. I told you I didn't want a relationship, I told you how I needed things to be. You left, you wanted something that I couldn't give you and I didn’t make a fuss out of that. You said you would wait until I changed my mind, but I told you not to. So, please, let’s not act like we’re obligated to each other something. Please tell me you haven't been waiting for two years for me to change my mind. Tell me you've met someone else and you're happy. Tell me you no longer have feelings for me and you have a good life. Tell me you didn't waste two years just like that." he says each sentence firmly like a demand, and she sat there staring up at him with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.
Listening to him speak made it all clear...clearer now than it's ever been.
How pathetic would she be to admit hasn’t moved on?
How pitiful would it be to admit she's been missing him for two whole years?
She opens her mouth to say something. "I'm engaged" and that's what came out. "What?" He sounds surprised. "Yea, uh, he's a Prince." she tried to remember Adan's name but failed. "Yea, my dad introduced us, he's the sultan's son." she managed to remember something about him, and she fought to hold the tears back with a fake smile. "Wow" he says softly, as if thinking about what she said. "Wait, doesn't he have other wives?" He asks trying to catch her in a lie, but luckily she thought of a follow up answer just in case he asked this very question.
"He does, but then again, we both know I'm excellent at accepting a man for who he is and what he wants." she makes reference to their past but he stays quiet. "Besides, we are all well taken care of and respected, what else could I ask for." She sells the story with grace, even convincing herself at the same time. "Congratulations" he says dryly.
Careful Choker, you wouldn't want Mya to think you're jealous.
"So? What about you? Still fucking your way through the world huh?" She takes a rough prod at him but he doesn't seem offended. "No actually, I have a girlfriend, an exclusive girlfriend." he adds and she makes an 'OH' shape with her lips. "Nice" she says eventually. "I'm taking her away on a trip tonight, I hate this city." he says and she stands and walks over to the kitchenette.
He just noticed she's wearing a silk red robe, so short that if she bends over even an inch, her ass will be on full display.
Her legs have that smooth cocoa butter thing going on, and her nipples seem hard as they press against the very thin, very revealing material. She pours herself a glass of wine and chugs every last drop. "I uh, I should go." he says and went for the door.
Suddenly, his pants seem to respond to her in a way his mind and his heart didn't agree with. She walks over to the front door and holds it open. He makes his way over, hoping she doesn't see his growing erection. "Thanks for coming over, good to see you and good luck with your girlfriend and the trip." That last drink really uplifted her confidence. "Thanks" he replies dryly, staring at her nipples. She caught him staring, and loosens the knot on her robe and her very firm, very real, C cup breasts spring free. Without even realizing it, his hands starts to wander on them, then his lips, then his tongue, and her moan drove the friend in his pants wild.
The sexual chemistry between them is clearly still there....
It was so easy to make a mistake when you're not thinking. It’s so easy to fall back into the old habits you’ve used to when you're not completely seasoned in the new ones. It's so easy to do the wrong thing when the wrong moment finds the right time.
He pulls away abruptly, as if electrified and a great horror spread across his face.
"I'm uh.....I'm sorry I.....I can't...." He stutters looking away.
He finds the strength to pull away, and without saying another word to Mya, he walks out closing the door behind him.
18.
"Men with honor fight for two reasons, you fight to protect your family, and you fight because loyalty to the man standing beside you is every bit important as the woman you take to your bed. The men standing beside you have bled for you in extremely thorough and exhausting training, and would die for you if it came down to it. Protect each other and never betray the oath. Failure is never tolerated. Treat each assignment like it could be your last." Keys gives a loud over the top dramatic speech to the new recruits and they soak it up like a kitchen sponge.
Keys has his very own purpose in the empire, and that's being a recruiter. He finds and assigns men based on their physical fitness or 'special know-how'. The men in the Iceland warehouse today are strictly bomb distributors. There are so many orders for deadly weapons across the globe and not a lot of people are brave enough to do a delivery. There's a special team who teaches the recruits the proper and safe way to both set up and defuse a bomb. The timing depends on the size and structure of the bomb, and they are shown every single detail to ensure that there are no surprises on the job and how to handle unexpected situations professionally.
Choker designed a room specifically for practicing this and his special technology squad designed effective suits to prevent blowing the volunteers and instructors to pieces.
Choke doesn't sell every idea to the world. He keeps little secret devices and locations to himself. One of the most powerful weapons is in his control at all times, he's so paranoid about it that not even Keys or his mom Julia knows what it does or how to use it. It's a small chain around his nec
k with 2 silver military pendants hanging from it, he wears it everyday no matter what or where he's going.
Ciara is jumping up and down in front of the infinity swimming pool of Choker's Costa Rica mansion.
Of course the estate in Venice isn't the only property he owns; he has several all over the world.
"This view is amazing!" She squeals, dipping her toes in the pool. She's already changed into her bathing suit, and dives right in when she realized the water is warm. The sun is now high and the weather is extremely hot, almost toasty some would say. She's bound to get a sun kissed tan.
Chokers on a call with the maintenance crew, seemingly the dishwasher and the downstairs toilet need to be fixed. "Babe" he calls out to her when he hangs up, and she swims over to the edge and looked down at the ocean, and the palm trees. The cool breeze rushed over and covered her arms, hair and face. "I can understand now why you hate the city, this is heaven." she said in great admiration and sounds genuinely happy to be there. "Get out of the pool, you can swim tomorrow, or tonight, but right now I need to give you a hot bath, and feed you. So c'mon, let's go." He claps his hands, smirking. "chop chop" he says and slaps her on the ass as soon as she walks by.
His phone rings and he answers on the first ring. "Tell me good news and good news only." he says and Keys bursts out laughing. "So I take it you haven't told Ciara about going to second base with your ex sex buddy." Keys teased. "That's not funny" Choker whispers, checking behind him to make sure no one is there. "Ok ok, I couldn't hold myself in, I had to say it, and you know it's in my nature to make you uncomfortable. Alright, the good news then, Richard called, and he's glad you're back in Costa Rica. He wants to arrange a meeting before you leave. The bombs will be delivered tonight, the money flow is as successful as ever, and I actually enjoy working on these guys. Seriously dude, I still don't know how the suit works but the army could definitely use these, they'd never get blown up or shot ever again. Armies would pay top dollar for a safety suit, why aren't you selling it to the highest bidder?" Keys sounds like he's trying to pitch a business deal to the business man himself.
"Did everyone sign the non-disclosure agreement?" Choker asks, ignoring Keys question. "Yea" Keys answers with heartfelt reassurance. He knows how dangerous not signing the NDA could be so hopefully he did everything to the book without any distractions. "I don't have to explain to you why it's imperative that I keep somethings away from the outside world, you can call me paranoid, but I'd prefer it if I'm always one or two steps ahead of everyone and everything." he says scrolling through his tablet, as if checking on something. "...and Keys" he paused staring at the tablet. "Yea" Keys listens in. "There are 23 recruits but only 22 non-disclosure agreements were signed, find the person that didn't signed it." he hangs up and walks into the house.
I guess there's good reason to knowing everything that's going on in and around you. Nobody really knows who they can trust by just looking at them or taking their word for it. It helps to add a little extra security for your peace of mind...especially in a world as gruesome as this one. There's a thin line between jealousy and loyalty, and Choker's paranoia will always give him an edge.
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La Cruit de Le
An eco-friendly glass roof restaurant owned by Choker and longtime business partner Richard. Richards owns more than a third of the island, and his investments alone placed him comfortably on the Forbes list years ago, I can't imagine how much he's worth now.
Since he is in fact a part owner, he has the capacity to close the restaurant in just a single notice, and reserve the space for a romantic night with his lady.
Ciara ordered the seafood platter, and the restaurant's much hyped artichoke dip. Choke watched as she ate, admiring her skin in the moonlight.
He kept it simple tonight, just jeans, black tee and Fendi sandals. She's wearing a black bathing suit with a floral wrap skirt and Gucci sandals. Tom and Danny have great taste, and they do most of the shopping for her, they're like her personal stylists, and she never missed a beat when they put her outfits together.
Sometimes he catches himself looking at her as if he'd tell her what happened with Mya but sometimes talking does more harm than good, and the last thing he'd ever want to do is cause her pain. I don't think he could outlive her reaction let alone the possibility of never seeing her or holding her again.
"Well if it isn't the Prince of the Mob himself. A little birdie told me you were here." Richard walks in with 4 other guys.
Richard looks like Fidel Castro so much that everyone calls him Fidel's twin brother; same age, same body build, same nationality, same beard. It's weird how much of a similarity there is.
"Tell me who the bird is, I hear it's now a hunting season, I always enjoyed torturing them with my gun." Choker jokes, and takes a sip of his favorite brandy. "Who is this ray of sunshine? And why is she dining with you and not me?" Richard lifts Ciara's hand to his lips and kissed it gently. "Why are you here, Richard? I know you didn't drive all the way down here just to tell me you miss me, and sexually assault my girlfriend." he says gingerly.
Easy, Choke. You just sounded like a jealous wife.
Richard let's go of Ciara's hand and takes the seat across from Choker. "Ok, straight to business then. I'm in trouble, and I need your help." Richard says with much urgency in his tone. "Why would I help you?" Choker nonchalantly sips his brandy as if he has not a care in the world.
Richard looks over at the bodyguards he came in with, and he does some sort of eyebrow lifting signal, and they pull out their guns and point it directly at Ciara, pulling back on the safeties for dramatic effect. "Let's try that again shall we?" Richard says with a devilish smirk.4
Ciara gasps, frightened by the loaded guns pointed at her. Choker puts down his glass and leans forward towards Richard.
"What do you want?" Choke asks, with an I'M GONNA KILL YOU look on his face.
19.
"Ciara! Ciara!" Choker shakes Ciara awake. She leaps forward gasping for air, the aftershock of the nightmare in full effect. "Hey, hey," he cups her face gently. "It's ok" he tries to calm her down but her breathing is still out of control.
After quite a minute of blank look, Ciara's breathing finally calms. "You ok?" He asks with worried eyes and a creased brow.
Danny let him into the loft and he found her tossing and turning in her bed. The guilt of what just happened with Mya seems so unimportant now.
"I...... I" she can't find the words to tell him what she dreamed about, or what she's feeling, nor can she find the words to stop her heart from beating out of her control. "I've been trying to wake her up for two hours. I'm done packing your stuff." Danny cast a brief look at them to make the announcement and she offers him a half smile.
Choker checked her and her body language. He locates the pulse at her neck with his finger and he even noticed the numerous amounts of times she blinked in the last 5 minutes. "What's wrong?" He asks touching her arm. Her body is covered in goose bumps, and she's so stiff, it's almost as if she's afraid of him. "I uh, I just remembered that I, I, I promised Caitlyn I'd help her with the new born she brought home from the hospital." she lies.
"Caitlyn?" He asks trying to put the pieces together but fail. "Yea, I uh, she took a new born home and child services almost found a home for her so I just wanna spend time with her before they take her to her new family." she sucks at lying, he can easily tell she’s not telling the truth or maybe it's not an absolute lie, but he can definitely feel that she's hiding something from him.
"What's really going on?" He asks demanding a better answer than the one she already gave. "I, I don't know maybe going away together is us moving a little too fast." she blurts out and he stares at her wide eyed. "Too fast? Is this about what happened on the roof? I didn't mean to force you. Shit, you feel like I forced you, don't you?" He tensed up, wondering if having sex was a bad idea. "No, oh my god no." She holds his arms and looks him in the eye so he'll know she's telling the truth. "I liked it." She wh
ispers and he looks down at the huge space on the bed in front of them.
One bad dream and she's running already? After the warehouse what else could be that terrifying?
"So you're not coming?" He asks in a low disappointing tone.
"No" she whispers not looking him in the eye this time. "I just need a little time to think about everything, my job.....y-y-your job........ us, everything." she lets go of his arms as if she’s dying to run away from him and gets up instantly from the bed.
He's in full panic mode right now. Is it possible that she already know what happened between him and Mya? None of this makes sense. It was her idea to go with him in the first place, they had sex just a few hours ago so what the hell is going on?
"Did I do something?" He asks hoping she'll confide to him something considerable other than the words FAST & THINK, so he can get rid all of those assumptions building up in his head. "No, everything's fine. Call me when you land." she gives him a chaste kiss on his forehead, and a fake smile.
Choke wanted to demand an explanation but he can’t force her, can he? She obviously doesn't want to go with him and the last thing he wants to do is force her.
...
Danny lifts an eyebrow at Ciara immediately after Choker leaves.
"Ok missy, spill it." Danny commands. "I had a horrible dream. Well it wasn't all bad, it started off pretty good. Beautiful vacation house in Costa Rica, great view, great sex, and then...then everything got shot straight to hell." she explains but Danny doesn't understand. "What the hell does a dream have to do with you going away with him?" Danny asks confused. "It's not just a dream. What if it's my gut telling me that this is exactly how things will be like if I go with him. What if we're never safe? What if I'm never safe? What if being with me makes him too vulnerable? Can I be happy with constant danger like that ahead of us? What if I like it, is that healthy? What if being in his world changes me?" She asks a million questions that neither of them knew the answers to.
