Elite Power: Trent: (Dark Mafia Romance . . . HEA) The Elite power is supreme, but love brings them to their knees! (Supreme Legacy Book 1)

by P. T. Macias

  One penthouse is for his brothers’ use, and his cousins use another penthouse. Jessica and Brittany, Trent’s sister, stay with him.

  The huge ex-military special units’ bodyguards, dressed all in black, step out of the elevator, holding their rifle, moving stealthily. The girls wait in the elevator.

  The guards inspect the apartment, nod indicating that it's clear. The girls step out, and the guards enter the elevator.

  The girls laugh looking at each other shaking their heads as they walk into the foyer penthouse with their mochas firmly in hand.

  The penthouse is on the top floor, and huge windows open to the terrace in the living room. The furniture is contemporary black leather, gray carpet, and walls. It looks sleek and cool, a very masculine décor.

  “Jessica, I’m so glad that we went together to get fitted for our gown. You know that Mom is always busy with a charity or luncheon.”

  Yvette grins, setting her purse on the couch. She looks around the apartment looking for Trent.

  “Yeah, you know that you’re my bestie! I wanted to get your opinion on the gown! I’m so excited, the ball is almost here.”

  Jessica twirls around and around in the living room until she falls onto the black leather sofa. She giggles and stands up, shaking out her shoulder-length hair. She glances at Yvette raising her eyebrow.

  “I want to go out tonight, don’t you? Brittany, Nicole,” asks Jessica.

  Nicole nods and looks at her cell.

  “Yeah, I’ll go.”

  “Huh, no, I’m going to my room and relax,” responds Brittany. She waves and walks down the hall to her room.

  “Huh, where do you want to go? You know that we’re not allowed to go on our own, the bodyguards will be with us, and that’s no fun,” says Yvette.

  “Well, we can ditch them!”

  “We can go have a nice dinner.”

  “Huh, don’t be such a pansy Yvette! We need to do something fun! We need to live life! You can’t constantly be waiting on Trent.”

  “Yeah, but you know that we can’t just do what we please. Yes, I want to see him, you know that we don’t get to date yet. I only see him once a week and, in a group, setting. I can’t let a lot of time go by because you know about those hussies. It pisses me off!”

  “I’m going to the room,” says Nicole, shrugging.

  “Yeah, right. Geeze, I don’t understand your relationship. Well, I’m taking a bath and think about what we can do tonight.”

  “Right.”

  Yvette shrugs her slim shoulders and then walks over to look out the window into the beautiful sunset. She takes a sip of her mocha sighing. Then she chews on her lip.

  I wonder if Trent really loves me. I believe what he tells me, I know that we need to wait for several reasons and they’re all real but still. I hate seeing all those photos on social media, the news, and everywhere. The eligible billionaire is caught with so and so!

  Yvette stares out the window, focused on the red and white lights of the cars moving on the San Francisco bridge.

  A few minutes later, the elevator doors open, and Trent walks into the long foyer, looking gorgeous, in a gray custom-made Armani suit, a crisp white shirt, and tie.

  Trent stands 6”5 tall, athletic built, muscular and toned. He takes long strides pushing his black leather shoe heel onto the gray marble floor, pushing off the ball of his foot, in an elegant synchronized pace. He has an effortless regal grace, and his gait is sexy, enthralling, and at times animalistic and lethal.

  He moves his huge hands to loosen the red tie closing his weary gray eyes. A black silken lock falls onto his forehead as he turns to look into the living room.

  Colby is a step behind Trent. Colby is Trent’s cousin, assistant, and business partner. The Konigs decided to invest their own personal money in companies and properties to build their own wealth separate from the Elite.

  The huge bodyguards dressed in black, carrying rifles walk behind them. The twenty guards stand at the elevator doors waiting for a command.

  “I’m staying in tonight.”

  The bodyguard commander nods and waves his hand, half the group takes the elevator, and the other half take the emergency stairs.

  “That’s just great! It’s still early. I’m going out with the guys. I really need to get me some. Why don’t you join me?”

  “Nah, I’m good.”

  Trent’s eyes immediately zoom in on Yvette standing by the window. His hungry eyes scan her perfect heart-shaped ass, his heart skips a beat and then starts to beat fast. His blood rushes to his groin, he adjusts his swelling flesh before she sees him.

  “Hi, Angel.”

  Colby’s blue eyes scan the penthouse, his forehead furrows spotting Yvette. He chuckles, walking over to the mirror. He runs his hand through his black hair and adjusts his tie.

  “Hey Yvette,” says Colby, turning to look at Trent nodding. “If you change your mind, text me.”

  “Hi, Colby!”

  Yvette turns tossing her long golden-brown hair over her shoulder, inhales deeply, then she smiles at Trent. She takes a step and stops to place the mocha on the coffee table. She turns, waves at Colby as he stands in front of the mirror.

  Colby grins, winks and walks over to the elevator.

  Then she looks at Trent, her huge eyes twinkle, radiantly, she breathlessly whispers.

  “Trent.”

  Oh, gosh, he’s gorgeous. His body radiates lethal energy, charging up the air and my senses.

  Trent moves his right hand and slowly unbuttons his suit jacket, smiling at her.

  “I’m happy to see you, Baby Girl.”

  God, she’s so damn beautiful!

  Yvette nods, wide eye, and smiling runs to him, flying into his arms.

  “Oh my god, Trent! I’m so happy to see you.”

  Yvette moves onto her tiptoes and wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down. She kisses his lips and pulls back beaming.

  Trent grins, his pearly white teeth shine, and he pulls her closer, gazing into her eyes.

  He’s all mine, I know it.!

  Trent wraps his arms around her small waist, leans in, and slowly runs his lips over her lips, kissing her softly, waiting for her to open her lips.

  Oh my god, he’s really going to kiss me, not just chaste pecks like he always does.

  Yvette opens her mouth to allow him to kiss her deeper.

  Trent slides his tongue into her mouth, exploring every little nook, sucking her tongue into his mouth. His kiss quickly turns passionate, he moves his hands under her shirt to touch her smooth back.

  She’s so fucking sweet. She makes me so damn hard. I’m crazy about her. What am I doing? I’m actually kissing her; I’m losing control here. I can’t. It’s not time!

  Yvette melts into him, moving her hands through his hair, pulling him closer, returning his kiss, matching his passion, not holding back.

  Trent pulls back, narrowing his eyes to hide the red-hot lust.

  “Baby Girl, you’re driving me insane. We need to stop.”

  Yvette gazes into his beautiful heated gray eyes, she moves her hand to touch his swollen lips.

  “Why? I want you to kiss me. I want you.”

  Trent shudders, closes his eyes, holding her tight, buries his face into her neck, inhaling deeply.

  “Not yet. Where’s Jessica and Brittany?”

  “Jessica is taking a bath. Brittany and Nicole went to their room. Please, just one more kiss.”

  Yvette pulls him closer, taking his lower lip and bites it and then she slides her tongue into his mouth moaning, savoring his taste, twirling her tongue with his.

  Yes, he tastes better than I ever dreamed. I so want him, but I know that he wouldn’t touch me. My body is so ready for his love. He keeps saying not yet.

  Trent growls, pulls her up in his arms, grasping her ass with his hands. He turns to walk into the living room and places her on the accent table.

  I’ve been waiting forever to kiss h
er. This is crazy, I need to stop. We need to wait. Hell, she tastes so damn good. She’s my weakness. She’s my light in my dark soul.

  He moves his hands down her thighs, pushing her legs open. His grabs her ass, pulling her closer to him as he steps inside her legs. He grounds his hard cock next to her hot flesh.

  Oh yeah, this is my chance to touch him.

  Yvette moves her hand down between them and pulls his shirt up. She runs her hands over his chiseled abs, savoring the smooth, heated skin.

  Oh gosh, his abs are simply panty-melting, and I’m finally touching him. I wish that I can see him totally naked. Should I dare to explore? Yes, I might not have another opportunity.

  Yvette quickly slides her hand down inside his pants. She wraps her hand around the base of his wide shaft moaning, then slides up to touch his crown.

  Trent pulls back, pulling her hand out of his pants. His light gray eyes dilate, burning with passion, shakes his head.

  “Damn, Baby Girl.”

  He growls, moves his right hand up, stops to cup her swollen breast, gazing into her hungry eyes.

  “Trent,” she whispers, nodding running her hand over his pants watching his heated eyes, turn darker.

  “Not yet.”

  Trent shakes his head groaning, leans closer, taking her mouth, devouring her, moving his finger over her tight nipple over her bra. He runs his fingers over and over, teasing the peak until it’s as hard as the diamonds in his cufflinks.

  Trent pulls back, looks at her face, taking in her flush skin, and huge glowing green eyes.

  “Baby Girl, do you like that?”

  Yvette gasps for air. She bites her lower lip pushing her hips closer, wrapping her legs around his waist.

  “Yes.”

  He pulls her into his arms, closing his eyes, shuddering, grinds his molars to control the intense hunger, burying his face in her neck.

  Why in the hell did I start making out with my Angel? Her scent is enough to push me over the edge. Now, I’m going insane with this wild passion, aching to bury myself deep inside her. What was I thinking? I’ve managed to keep a distance, we talk, tease her, and give her pecks. I need to wait.

  Yvette moves her hands up, pulling his face closer for another kiss. She moves her lips down his jaw and down his neck. She nibbles his neck, and then softly sucks the smooth flesh. She pulls back, looks at her mark, and then at his heated eyes.

  “Trent, I want you.”

  Trent growls, shakes his head, his fiery eyes gaze into hers. He holds onto her hips, drops his face into her neck, inhaling deeply. His lips kiss and suck her sensitive flesh marking her, and whispers.

  “Baby Girl, not now. We will soon.”

  “Promise?”

  “Yes.”

  Yvette moves her arms around his neck for one more kiss.

  Trent growls, takes over the kiss, moving his hands to grab her ass, pulling her closer to his aching cock.

  The elevator doors open, and Colby walks in, down the hall and stops at the living room. He looks over at Trent and Yvette raising his right eyebrow.

  “Hmm…sorry to interrupt, but . . . we have a problem that we need to take care of,” says Colby looking at them.

  Trent pulls away from Yvette, turning to look at Colby, signals ok.

  “Baby Girl, we’ll talk in the morning.”

  Yvette nods, blushing as she looks over at Colby. She pulls him down to whisper in his ear.

  “Ok, but don’t forget because I’ll be leaving in the afternoon.“

  Trent grunts as he anxiously leans in closer to steal another kiss, holding her tight.

  “Trent,” yells Colby shaking his head. He looks at his watch, turns to walk towards the elevator.

  Trent pulls away, gazes into her passionate eyes, grinding his molars. He moves his hand up to cup her face and runs his thumb over her swollen lips. He pulls her down from the table and holds her close. He whispers into her ear.

  “Baby Girl, If I don’t make it back, remember that I’m working and that I love you.”

  Yvette wraps her arms around his waist and nods.

  “Promise me that you will be careful.”

  “Yes, love you. I will see you later.”

  Trent holds her tight for another second, then pulls away, smiles a sexy smile, winking. He turns, walks over to the elevator stuffing his shirt back into his slacks, glaring at Colby raising his eyebrows.

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Lord Rossi is at it again! Halo Blue and Halo 1 are ready. Lord Rossi’s counterpart, Lord Milan in the USA called in that Rossi killed some soldiers.”

  “Who’s assigned to Lord Rossi?”

  “Lennox is. The rest of the guys should be here in a few.”

  Lennox is the one scheduled to monitor Lord Rossi daily activities this year, but when needed, they all respond to eradicate the problem.

  The guys are the Konigs and James. The James are a Konig because their mother is the King’s daughter, Violet Konig James.

  “Fuck! Rossi needs to stay out of Milan’s business. The sex trafficking racket is huge, he’s making a lot of money. We need to stop him from fucking around in the other Lords’ domain!”

  Colby nods, looking at Trent raising his eyebrow, shoving his hands in his slacks.

  “Hey, I thought you were going to wait a while to claim Yvette?”

  Trent glances at Colby narrowing his eyes, scowls, and looks away shrugging. He moves his hands to button his shirt and redo his tie.

  “I’ve tried but I can’t.”

  “She’s too young to marry, dude.”

  “Fuck! I know, but I can’t walk away. She’s mine.”

  “Damn, it’s a good thing that I showed up because you looked ready to devour her.”

  The elevator doors slide open, and they walk into the rooftop where the Halo Blue helicopters, pilots, guards, and Lennox, Garrett, Brent, Sabastian, Clayton, Carter, and Austin are waiting.

  “Hey Lennox, your boy Rossi is at it again,” growls Trent looking at his brother.

  “Asshole is bored or greedy. I was just over there last week,” yells Lennox shaking his head.

  “Fuck! Maybe you need to stay for a couple weeks, so he understands that we are not putting up with this shit. I will not hesitate to take him out,” says Trent.

  “Right, I’ll stay longer this time,” says Lennox nodding.

  “I’ll tell him that he’s on my shit list, and you will stay there for a few weeks to monitor his activities,” says Trent.

  “Don’t play with his girls. Rossi will kill you,” says Colby, chuckling.

  “Fuck you,” growls Lennox looking out into the sky.

  “I’ve heard a lot about Anna. Is she Rossi’s daughter or niece? You’re asking for trouble Lennox.” Trent says glaring at him.

  “Fuck, it’s not a good idea Lennox,” says Colby, grinning. “You can play with any of the others that work for him, I’m sure they’re just as lovely.”

  Lennox glares at them and moves his hands to his head looking down, and runs his fingers through his dark hair, closing his blue eyes.

  “Fuck, it’s the niece Anna, and she’s really hot. I couldn’t resist her. I’m screwed, I can’t ignore her.” says Lennox opening his eyes grinning, just shrugs.

  “Yeah, you’re playing with fire Lennox,” says Trent narrowing his eyes.

  The team divides into two groups and get into the Konigs’ helicopters, Halo Blue and Halo 1.

  A couple days later, the Konigs were all at Trent’s penthouse, talking, hanging out. Trent takes a drink of his whiskey leaning against the bar. He ignores Lennox and Colby as they toss the coin to see who gets to pick the club.

  “Trent, you coming with? Everyone is going.”

  “No.”

  “Seriously? You know that it’s best not to be around her so much. Shit, you’re a masochist.”

  “Yeah, but I can’t see her at least once a week. She’s mine.”

  Trent takes another drink of whis
key watching her.

  Fuck, I shouldn’t have started making out knowing full well that I will not sate this scorching need. I’m so fucking hard all the time. She’s always on my mind. I want to fuck her all night.

  He watches Yvette laughing, his eyes look at her perfectly round ass, then at her full breasts.

  Fuck! Baby Girl always looks beautiful, sweet, and sinfully sexy. I’m going to kiss her, that’s all. It has to be enough.

  Trent walks over to Yvette where she’s talking to the girls. He kisses her cheek and takes her hand in his, smiling.

  “Baby Girl, come here.”

  Yvette looks at him, frowns, and waves at the girls.

  Trent walks out onto his balcony and pulls her into his arms, pushing her against the balcony side wall, sheltering her from their view.

  He buries his face into her neck, inhaling deeply savoring her scent. He sucks and nibbles her neck, leaving his mark.

  “Trent?”

  He’s acting weird, I wonder what’s wrong.

  He moves his mouth up, across her jaw, and kisses her deeply holding her close to his raging cock. He kisses her desperately and ravenously.

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  Yvette pulls back, gazes into his heated eyes, moving her hand up to his face.

  “Baby, is there something bothering you?”

  Trent inhales and exhales to control his rampant lust.

  Fuck! I’m out of control. I want to love my Baby Girl. Damn, it’s getting harder and harder to stop.

  Trent leans in to whisper, wrapping his arms around her small waist, holding her tight.

  “Baby Girl, no worries. It’s a moment of weakness. I need you in the worst way.”

  Yvette trembles, she holds onto his shoulders.

  Oh my god! I’m so ready for him, my body is reacting to his scent, his kiss, and his voice.

  “Baby, we don’t have to wait.”

  Trent tightens his hold, shaking his head against her neck. His warm breath sends chills down her spine.

  “No Baby Girl, we need to wait.”

  “I don’t. I want you now, and I don’t want you to go to those hussies. Don’t think that I don’t know. I see it in the news all the time.”