by A. G. Khaliq
I just prayed to God that she would heal and feel better, because I didn’t know what I’d do if I found out something like this happened to my mother, or my sister, if I had one. It’s something you just wouldn’t want anybody to experience… and it’s so fucking tragic that so many women and girls experience it, every fucking day.
It’s a fucked up world we live in.
Keelan got up from Ellie’s bed, joining me at the door. I sighed, as we both slowly started walking out of Ellie’s house.
I couldn’t shake this terrible feeling that me and Keelan were making a mistake by leaving her alone here in her shaken, heartbroken state. I felt obliged to stay with her, to help her, to comfort her…
I turned around to look at her again, and she’d broken down into sobs, collapsing on her bedroom floor. I felt numb, my throat going dry as I watched her…
But then I turned around, taking a deep breath in… And I continued to make my way out of the house with Keelan.
ABID
“Fuck!” Aliyah moaned, as I pushed in and out of her against her bedroom wall, my lips all over her neck.
She was driving me fucking crazy. Her nails dug into my back as she gripped onto me for support and I fucked her harder. I allowed my tongue to move down to her nipples, teasing her nipples, gently nibbling with my teeth, while my free hand massaged her other breast, and then I took it into my mouth, sucking on it as she moaned and begged me not to stop.
“Fuck!” she whimpered. “I – I love you, Abid.”
I withdrew my body from hers, staring at her, speechless. Did I just hear her right…? She – she loved me?
“I shouldn't have said that,” Aliyah whispered, staring into my eyes. She bit her lip, looking embarrassed with herself. “It's too early… I'm such an idiot.”
“Shut up,” I murmured. I rested my hand on her face, gently stroking her cheek, and then tilted her chin up so that she was staring right at me. They say eyes are the window to the soul… And right now, we were both naked. Like our raw emotions were out here on the surface.
I felt a flood of heat rush through my body. Love. That was a feeling that I’d never experienced before. But when I looked at Aliyah… stared at her, in my vulnerable state…
I saw a future with her. I saw myself spending the rest of my life with her. I saw us having kids together, growing old together. I’d never been able to picture this with any other woman.
She stared back at me with a confused expression, like she was waiting for me to say something. I could feel my chest heave upwards and downwards. Aliyah made me feel like love existed… even for a criminal like me.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered.
“Shut up,” I repeated, and then slammed my mouth down onto hers so hard, I could feel the wind knock out of my lungs. She moaned, parting her lips as she granted my tongue access. I spun her around, grabbing her ass with both of my hands, picking her up as I kissed her like my life depended on it.
“I love you too, Aliyah,” I whimpered against her mouth. “You make me feel things I've never felt before.” I threw her onto the bed, climbing on top of her, and smashing my lips onto hers again. “You intoxicate me.”
She flipped me around, dragging her nails across my chest and then left wet kisses wherever she touched, and then stopped as she reached my rock-hard member and took it into her hands.
“It’s time for me to take control,” she purred.
Fuck. This woman was going to be the death of me.
When we’d finished going for the fifth round, we decided to stop and get the fuck out of bed. We had responsibilities, as much as I wanted to fuck her every minute and every hour of the day.
I stood in the middle of her bedroom, changing into my normal jeans and vest, while she changed into her normal crop top and shorts combo that did wonders on her ass. As she pulled up her shorts, I slapped her ass, pulling her close to me.
“I don't want you to go to work,” I murmured, as I nibbled her ear.
She giggled underneath my touch, and then playfully pushed me off, much to my fucking disappointment.
“You know I have to go to work, babe,” she remarked, with her hands on her hips.
ALIYAH
As Abid stared at me, sighing because he couldn’t take me back to bed, I giggled. But it was time for me to go to Steve’s warehouse to clean his money… and I knew Steve wouldn’t be happy if I was late. I knew that I’d better ask Abid if he was going to work today so that he wouldn’t see me at his workplace. We couldn't go to work at the same time, or I’d blow my cover and the whole damn operation. This job required me to be real fucking careful, and just one-slip up would fuck me up the ass. Having sex with Abid just made everything ten-times more fucking complicated.
“Do you have work today?” I asked, shrugging.
“Nah, I'm just gonna go to town and chill with Trex,” Abid replied.
I nodded happily in approval. I was safe for now. Abid continued to stare at me, his fingers rubbing his chin as he got lost in thought.
“Where did you say you worked anyway?” he asked, shrugging.
“Just at a coffee shop, babe,” I replied quickly, wanting him to change the subject.
“Do you want me to drop you off?” he offered. “So we can have another round in my car, if you know what I mean.” He gave me that devilish wink that he always did, which always managed to set my body on fire.
“Behave!” I giggled, shoving him playfully, and he cracked up into laughter.
“I’ll see you after work, babe.” He kissed my cheek, and then walked out of my apartment. I sighed as I watched him leaving, wishing our situation didn’t have to be like this. Always keeping secrets from each other… Always beating around the bush.
I made my way back to my apartment, and I stood in my room, looking at all the evidence that I’d gathered against Steve and his criminal organization so far. I had lots of pictures and videos that incriminated him.
It was safe to say that my investigation was coming together smoothly. I had lots of dirt on Steve and Abid's name hadn't come up in anything, so he would be safe from this. Maybe if Steve was behind bars, Abid wouldn’t be so worried about pursuing a relationship with me after the truth comes out… And wouldn’t hate me for it as much because there wouldn’t be any backlash. Maybe he would even leave his criminal life behind for me? I don’t know, but I knew that I loved him… and by the looks of it, it seemed like he really loved me, too.
I wasn't going to report any of the information I’d gathered so far to my boss yet, though. I needed to make sure that my case was air-tight with no loopholes, and that it would be enough to incarcerate Steve. I needed a full file of rock-hard evidence, that no judge would be able to compete with.
Hopefully, I would have enough by the end of today.
I nodded to myself in approval, and then started making my way to work.
I walked into Steve’s warehouse, and almost jumped out of my skin as I saw him already standing in the middle of the office room, with his arms folded. He looked so fucking angry, I thought he was going to shoot me right there and then.
I scratched my arm awkwardly. I didn’t want to say anything, with the risk that I would piss him off even more than he already was. I just hoped he wouldn’t lash out at me.
“You're late again,” Steve scolded bitterly, and then rolled his eyes, folding his arms as I took a deep breath in. “You're lucky you're pretty, or I would've fired you ages ago.” He rolled his eyes again. “Get to work.”
I sighed… Confused as to whether he was barking at me, or complimenting me.
“I'll be back to check on you in an hour,” Steve hissed, and then walked out of the room.
I put my fingers to my chin, lost in thought.
Steve thought I was pretty…? It looked like I’d found his weakness. A sexy woman. If I were a man, or anybody else for that matter, he probably would’ve punched me or threatened me, and given me words of warning, being the criminal tha
t he is. But he just shrugged me off and told me to get back to work, and then left me alone.
Maybe I could use this to my advantage to get information from him that would assist me in his case. A bit of harmless teasing and flirting wasn’t going to hurt anyone… and it would mean that I could get out of this dump as soon as fucking possible, and stop working undercover.
I took a deep breath in, proud of myself that I’d found a solution. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as tricky as I thought it was going to be. I walked into my office and got to work, and while I did… I started plotting ideas in my head; ways that I could seduce Steve without having to touch him.
ABID
Me and Trex were standing in Pepes Peri Peri, munching on 4 Extra Hot Chicken XL burgers each. Pepes served by far the sexiest takeout food in the whole of Birmingham. We had such big fucking appetites, and we ate like fat bastards in public, not caring what people thought of us. Other people hardly managed to stomach one chicken wrap. Pussies.
“Fuck, man,” Trex moaned. “I really fucking needed that food. I can’t remember the last time I fucking ate at Pepes.”
I laughed at him, flipping open the menu to find some more food to order, because my hunger still wasn’t satisfied. All of a sudden, my phone started going off, and my ringtone was Toothache by Jaykae. The restaurant was quiet, and everybody was staring at me. Shit, this was fucking awkward. I couldn’t figure out if they were staring at me because they thought I was a fucking weirdo, or because this song was a fucking banger and they all wanted to break into dance.
“Your phone's going off,” Trex said awkwardly.
“No shit, Sherlock,” I said, rolling my eyes. I flipped open my phone, quickly putting it on Silent to stop everybody looking at me. Steve’s name blared across the screen, so I flicked open his text messages.
Come down to the spot. I've got some packages for you to shift.
I smirked, shoving my phone back in my pocket. That was the thing about being involved in a drug cartel. There was no rest for the wicked. We were always on the grind, always hustling, never taking breaks. There was money to be made every hour of the day.
“He wants us to come down to the spot,” I explained to Trex.
Trex nodded, and we made our way out of Pepes, ready to make our way to the warehouse.
ALIYAH
When I heard the stomping of feet as Steve approached my office to check on me, I purposefully dropped some of my papers on the floor. As soon as he arrived at the door, I bent down, so that my huge ass was in the air, and started gathering my papers from the ground. I deliberately lingered for a few seconds, because I knew Steve’s eyes were on me. I felt a little pathetic, but I knew this strategy would work. Seducing weak men has always fucking worked before in my line of business.
STEVE
As I stared at Aliyah’s ass, I couldn’t help but feel heat rush to my cheeks. She was so fucking sexy, and she knew it. I loved a confident woman. She was assertive, dominant, and she knew exactly what the fuck she was doing.
Her ass was fucking huge. I couldn’t stop staring at it. I’d never got to have a proper look at it before, especially with her bent down across her office floor with her ass in the air. She was a lot sexier than I initially fucking thought she was.
“Lovely view,” I said, smirking.
She got up from the floor, turning around and dusting herself off, pushing her tits together so that her cleavage line went on for miles.
“You haven't seen nothing yet,” she whispered, biting her lip at me. I scratched my arm awkwardly. She’d already got me so fucking undone. I already had a fucking hard-on.
“Is that so?” I asked, coughing, trying to pull myself together. “Care to elaborate?”
She dusted herself off again, so that her jacket fell to the floor, and her bare arms, stomach and legs were exposed. The only layer of clothes that stopped me bending her across her desk and fucking her doggy-style were her tiny crop top and shorts, that left little to the imagination.
“This is just without the jacket,” she smirked, as she noticed me staring. She put a finger in her mouth as she stared at me. “Imagine I took it all off…”
“Fuck,” I moaned. “You can't tease me like that and then not let me have a taste.”
I traced her collarbone with my finger. Her skin was so fucking soft, it felt like silk. I didn’t even want to restrain myself. I wanted to slam her onto the desk right here with no regrets.
“I'd love to be your second in command in the mafia,” said Aliyah, biting her lip again.
“Hold your horses princess,” I said coyly. “You only just got here.”
“What are your plans for expansion?” she asked.
“Well, we've already declared war on the Surenos,” I shrugged. “It'll be the Sinaloa's and the Manzella's next. We're going to destroy their shipment ports.”
When I said this, I couldn’t help but notice her eyes glimmer, like she felt satisfied about something. I didn’t know what, though.
“Where will they be receiving their shipments?” she asked.
“At the docks in Southhampton,” I explained, but I was suddenly getting agitated with all of her random ass questions that she needed to know nothing about. All I wanted to focus on was being balls-deep inside her, right here in this office.
“Forget all the technicalities,” I smirked. “They’re for me to worry about. How about we have some fun?”
I lifted her chin so that she was staring right at me, and leaned in to kiss her. She shifted backwards a little, like she was trying to avoid it, and put her finger to my lips to stop me kissing her. What the fuck was she playing at? Teasing me for a good half an hour and then not even letting me fucking touch her?
ABID
I’d been searching the warehouse for Steve, not knowing where he was. Trex searched one half of the area, while I searched the other. He wasn’t in the main shipment room, nor in the security control room. There was only one other place that I figured he could be… In his old office, where he took care of his numbers, and cleaning his money. I remembered him telling me weeks ago that he was waiting for a woman he’d hired to take care of it for him instead.
I made my way to the office, to get my orders from him on how he wanted me to deal with the shipments. When I got there, the door was already open. I peered inside the room…
And then I stopped dead in my tracks.
I saw Steve with Aliyah pushed against the desk. He had his hands on her hips, and his lips were just inches away from hers. I couldn’t believe my fucking eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing.
Just this morning, me and Aliyah had fucked five rounds, and told each other that we loved each other. But here, I was seeing something completely different… She was in the arms of another man. The arms of my motherfucking boss!
I drew a deep breath in, and a deep breath out. A deep breath in… And a deep breath out. And I continued repeating this, trying my best not to have a fucking panic attack.
I should've known that what I had with her was too good to be true. She said that she loved me, but she was here flirting with Steve. I couldn't believe that she would do something like this.
I guess I should’ve listened to my own brain. Criminals like me… Love didn’t exist for us in our cruel world. Everything I had with Aliyah… It was all a fucking lie. That was probably why she lied to me, saying that she was going to work… So that she could come here, and fuck Steve. That’s probably why she also asked me if I was going to work today, so that it would be safe for her to come in and do the dirty with Steve, without having to worry about me catching her.
I refused to accept this. I was fucking fuming. I’d never been so fucking angry… so fucking heartbroken in my entire life. I needed answers. I wasn’t going to allow any bitch to treat me for a fucking mug.
I shook my fists angrily. It took all I had in me not to storm right up to her there and shoot her through the brain for what she’d done to me. The o
nly time I’d fallen in love… The one and only time. I’d been played for a fucking fool.
I sprinted out of the room, angry tears streaming down my face.
ALIYAH
When Steve came onto me, I could feel my plan backfire. I’d only planned to tease him; I didn’t expect that he’d pounce onto me like a fucking animal.
When he leaned into kiss me, I felt fucking disgusted. I was only flirting with him for the sake of my mission… but I refused to touch him or do anything with him. It was Abid that I really loved. Abid Malik… Despite the circumstances that we were in. What I felt for him was real.
As Steve’s lips came just inches between mine, I shoved him off, hard. He folded his arms angrily, looking hurt and taken aback. I’d pissed him off… I needed to fix this situation before he started suspecting me or decided to put a bullet through my brain after all.
“Sorry Steve, but I'm a tough cookie,” I shrugged, laughing sheepishly, trying to lessen the awkwardness in the situation. “I don't just sleep with men like that.”
He rolled his eyes, disappointed. “Whatever,” he sighed. “I should’ve known you were off-limits anyway. You’re so fucking stuck-up and prestige.”
I laughed awkwardly. “We good?” I asked, scratching my arm.
“Yeah, we’re good,” Steve said, rolling his eyes again. “Just don’t tease me like that again if you’re not gonna do anything with me.”
“Noted,” I said, giggling.
“Have you done all your work for today?” he asked.
“Yep,” I confirmed, with my hands on my hips. “I’ll see you around.” I waved at him, giving him a playful wink as I departed from the room, and he sighed again, clearly fucking disappointed.
