by C. A. Rene
I pull up to the compound and the guards at the front know me by my car but are feeling apprehensive from the face makeup. Once I give them a quick nod they let me in and I don’t see another guard until I hit the double doors of their conference room. The two guards stationed outside immediately grip their guns and I halt.
“Guys, I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I shake my head. “Shooting a Torres could get you in deep shit.”
“Is that Ember?” The first one asks.
“Shit, I can’t tell.” The other answers.
“Look, I am here for The Head meeting and you’re making me later than what I already am.” I shoo them.
They both nod at each other like my attitude confirms it’s me and move aside. I push the double doors inward and find it hard to contain my laugh when everyone turns to look at me. Some look amused while others look confused, I can’t wait to smack the smiles off their faces when they realize this is not a joke.
“Hello fellow Heads.” I spread my arms out wide and Carm nearly chokes as he gulps to take in air. “As you know Robert has passed from cancer and he has signed his Headship over to me.”
I pull the paperwork out of my inner breast pocket and throw it on the table. The two men closest to the papers read it over and nod to the rest.
“Ember Craven?” A man asks.
“Yes?”
“Why would Robert pick you? We were told to expect a son.”
“That’s probably because she’s a Torres.” Carm says quietly.
“A Torres?” An overly obese man wheezes out, “how is that?”
“I don’t have time to give you the bird and the bees talk, and I don’t think it would matter regardless.” I shrug, “when was the last time you saw it anyways?” I point to his crotch.
A few of the men chuckle while some look irritated. Carm looks like he’s about ready to pass out as he runs his hands through his hair obsessively.
“You wouldn’t be able to handle this job, little girl.” A tall, dark, and handsome man spits out.
“You don’t think so?” I sneer out as Carm goes to speak, “I got this.” I stop him.
“No, we don’t.” Wheezy throws in his two cents. He’s just butthurt I called out his inability to piss standing up.
“Who put a hit out on a certain DA a few weeks ago?” I ask, leaning over the table and looking each one in the eye. Wheezy’s eyes widen and I know it was him.
“You.” I say pointing at him, “thank you for the one-hundred-grand.” He starts coughing and his face takes on an abnormal shade of maroon, reminds me of Adri’s hair. I walk around and go to stand behind him, placing my hands on his shoulders. “It was convenient that CD player was plugged in beside his hot tub.” I squeeze his shoulders. No one knows the details of the hit except Carm and this guy because the public didn’t release it. So, he knows I’m telling the truth.
“Last night I had a little more fun with a certain juvenile detention guard.” I snicker as I take a seat, “so much more fun than the last.” I watch as Tall, Dark, and Asshole swings his head quickly to look at me. Ah… fucking kismet this is.
“Holy fuck,” someone mutters and I know they all saw the photos on the news this morning. That shit was nasty.
“How?” Tall, Dark, and Dickhead asks.
“You may also know her as Blur.” Carm interrupts.
“No way,” Tall and Dark says, leaning forward. “You’re my favourite fighter.”
“What’s your name?” I ask him sweetly, “I can’t keep trying to come up with synonyms for asshole in my head.”
“Wade.” He says with a slight smile.
“I will be changing a few things for Toronto.” I start, folding my hands on the table. “I won’t be distributing drugs, guns, or whores any longer, instead I will be providing my services as I have been to you already.”
A few start to disrupt and argue when I pull out my father’s knife, then I pull it from the sheath and twirl it on my index finger. The blood starts dripping from my finger onto the table as the point of the blade digs into my skin. This quiets them down quickly. I sheath the knife and lay it on the table beside me.
“I will offer you and anyone you deem fit the services I provided for the two of you before. But… on the condition these people deserve death. Not some lovers spat or territory disputes, real evil inclinations.”
“There are men and women that work in that territory.” Someone else pipes up.
“Pull them out, I have my own team.”
“You are more your father than both of his sons.” Wheezy breathes.
“I’m sure you mean that as a compliment,” I nod at him and he nods back, “and I probably would take it as such, if I hadn’t actually murdered the piece of shit myself.”
Now everyone has the common sense to regard me as unstable and most of all capable of horrendous acts of violence. I watch with amusement as they squirm and mutter shocking words of disbelief.
“Do we vote? Like raise our hands? Aye or nay?” I say sweetly to Carm.
“No need to vote, you are the Head of Toronto, what you say goes. Although the funds will significantly drop if you are providing just a singular service.”
“Perfect!” I say, “proceed with the meeting.”
“We are here to discuss profits from the last quarter. So, I will run through Heads and if you dispute please wait until the end. Head One: six point two million…”
I don’t hear a large chunk of the rest due to the fact that my ears are ringing and I am choking on air. Did he fucking say millions?
“…Head Nine- Three point five million and Head Ten- Four point one million. Any disputes?”
Nobody disputes it because why the fuck would they? That is huge money and these Head motherfuckers are making that every three months? I have to calm myself and realize this is due to drugs, guns and sometimes forced prostitution.
“Sorry, which Head am I?” I ask Carm.
“Head Ten.”
“No disputes.” I shake my head.
“Your finances will go down drastically unless you take on a large workload.” Carm tells me.
“I’m good.” And I am, that’s a lot of money. It would set me up forever and my kids, their kids and their fucking neighbour’s kids… shit. You lost me? Yeah, I lost myself on that one, too.
The meeting wraps up as soon as I feel myself start to doze off, these grown ass men complaining about rival gangs and such is annoying as fuck.
“Okay, we will reconvene at the end of October.” They all start getting out of their seats, “Ten, could you please stick around so we can iron down some of the details?”
“Yeah, sure.” I roll my eyes at Carm.
“Blur, you going to be fighting any time soon?” Wade asks as he’s walking to the door.
“Not unless you’re my opponent.” I throw back. He laughs and shakes his head like it was a funny joke and leaves the room. I wasn’t fucking joking though.
“Don’t you think this is something you should’ve told me about?” Carm asks, his mouth turned down in a frown.
“Why? Because you’re my brother?” He nods, “forgive me, but I barely know you.”
“Right.” He scrubs his hand down his face, “this isn’t an easy job...”
“Stop.” I hold my hand up to cut him off. “I’m not going anywhere, so skip the lecture and get to what you really want to talk about.”
“Did you kill Robert?”
“No, he killed himself.” I cross my arms at my chest.
“Why would he sign you over the business?”
“Because he found out who I was, and he couldn’t convince his ‘mutt’ of a son to take it.”
“I can’t even right now,” he throws his hands up, “we have a bigger problem.”
“What now?”
“My meeting with Jennifer Talia. It’s this evening.”
“Right!” I snap my fingers, “I shou
ld stay and scope her out.”
“I can’t have you do that, Ember. It will be too risky. I need you to get home now.”
“Carm, you need to put a tail on her, and we need as much information as possible.”
“Fine,” he shakes his head, “I have a headache. I’ll call you this evening.”
“Here,” I pull the gun he gave me out of the sweater pocket and put it down on the table, “I don’t want this, I find I’m better with a knife.”
“You sure?” He asks and I nod at him. “Fine, I’ll call you.”
“Make sure that you do, or I will come right the fuck back here and search for her myself.” I slam the door behind me. He better not fuck it up.
That was a productive ass weekend, if I do say so myself.
23
I am laughing my ass off at my mother right now because she is so fucking jealous that Debra won a free all-inclusive getaway weekend for two from their spa. She feels like Debra should take her, regardless if it is meant to be romantic. I told her that Scott works so much and this would be good for them. She just rolls her eyes, which sends me back into a fit of laughter.
“It’s just not fair!” She stomps around the kitchen.
“Ma, I’ll buy you an all-inclusive getaway, okay?” I say wiping the tears from my eyes.
“No! I want to win one!” She pouts.
“You’re too much, either accept a gift or knock it off.” I say around a chuckle.
“Ugh… fine.” She concedes.
My phone pings with a message and I already know who it is.
Em: I’m home. Miss me?
Me: Come here so I can eat you out
Em: LOL later! I have to celebrate with my parents. They won some shit.
I chuckle and look at my mother.
“What?” She asks, “who is it?”
“Em. She’s celebrating with her parents on their winnings.”
My mother makes some growling noise and stomps off to her bedroom. I laugh heartily and I hear her growl from her bedroom.
Me: K. C U later
I’m curious to know how Ember’s weekend went, I’m sure if I looked online for news in New York I would find her guy, but I want her to tell me about it instead. There’s something about telling me that sets her off and I can’t pull her off my dick for hours. Selfish, I know.
I’m also curious to find out how her and Emmett got along. I want Em to have a family and I want her to feel like she has someone to completely count on besides me. Emmett seems like a good fit, and they are so similar it’s a little freaky to be honest. When he grins like he just fucked some shit up and he’s proud-same as Em’s, when he chuckles like an evil villain-same as Em’s. His whole fucking face is Ember’s, but their personalities are slightly different. Emmett is quieter and more reflective whereas Ember will say and do whatever the fuck she wants. I believe Emmett will balance her and she will also pull him out of his shell a bit.
I feel her hand skim up my leg, by the time she reaches my dick it’s ready to go.
“You’re late.” I mumble still half asleep.
“Sorry, they wouldn’t go the fuck to sleep.” She whispers harshly, “I considered cutting their throats…”
“Em!” I sit up alarmed at her words.
“Guess I shouldn’t joke about shit I actually do, huh?” She giggles.
“Yeah, no.” I shake my head.
She plops down on my bed beside me and I cup her face with my hands. I missed her smell and her taste. I run my nose along her throat and press my lips to hers. Her mouth is so fucking soft and the noises she makes just for me are fucking sexy. Her tongue works it’s way into my mouth and she flicks my tongue ring. It takes all my effort to pull away from her.
“Tell me what happened.” I prompt her.
“First tell me yours.” She counters.
“Sure,” I shrug, “I spent most of it at your house. I helped Scott find a ‘Cuda.”
“A fish?” Her nose crinkles.
“A car.” I pinch her nose and laugh.
“Oh!” She nods, “that’s so cool.” I nod and watch her, waiting for her to fill me in on her weekend.
“I took Emmett with me, it was different having someone else there but normal at the same time because he thinks like me, you know?” I nod at her. “We waited for him to drive home and I rear ended him, he got out and we nabbed him.” Her voice cracks and she looks at me. “It got pretty intense. I haven’t tortured anyone that bad since…”
Her voice breaks and she stops talking. I run my fingers over her cheek and watch as she closes her eyes.
“Since…? Your father?” I take a guess.
She nods and buries her face into my neck. I had a feeling Ember did some dark shit while she was taken and I had a feeling a lot of it was to her own father. I don’t push her for more and I slowly rub circles into her back.
“My moms is so jealous that your parents won the all-inclusive getaway.” I chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
“Really?” She smiles.
“Yeah,” I nod, “I had to promise to buy her one too. When do they go?”
“Next weekend. I was thinking of inviting Emmett and Carm here.”
“That’s cool.”
“I want to figure out a way to tell my parents about Emmett, I just have this yearning for him to stay with me.” She says.
“Really? How would we do that?”
“We?”
“Yeah, we. For always, whenever you need me.” I throw her words from the performance night back at her.
Her eyes instantly become heavy with lust and she sits up to throw off her t-shirt. She has nothing on underneath and I groan as I watch her tits bounce. Her fucking tits are amazing. She stands up by the side of the bed and rolls down her black yoga pants. Her abs flex as she bends and when she stands back up she’s completely naked.
“Touch yourself.” I tell her.
She runs her hand down over her tit, lightly pinching her nipple. Then her hand continues it’s downward path over her flat stomach and over her bare pussy to cup herself.
“Spread her open and show me how wet she is for her daddy.”
Ember groans and lifts her right foot onto the bed and spreads her pussy with her fingers. I can see her wetness coating her pussy lips and my mouth waters with anticipation.
“Two fingers, fuck yourself.” I command her.
I watch as she sinks two fingers inside her and my dick twitches as I wish I was inside her. The sucking sounds permeates my ears and I reach inside my boxers to stroke myself. I watch as she pulls out her fingers, glistening with her wetness.
“Taste yourself.”
She opens her mouth and seals her lips over her fingers, then she slowly sucks her own juices off of them.
I jump up and grab her around the waist and throw her on the bed. She squeals and I press my body down into her. “I love you.” I tell her.
“I love you, forever.” She breathes.
I shuck off my boxers and settle between her legs. I line myself up and slowly push into her. Her wet warmth feels so fucking good.
“Vin, harder.” She demands.
I lean down and suck her nipple into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue. Her pussy contracts around my cock and I know she’s close. I slide my hands under her ass, grabbing handfuls then I tip her pelvis up and pull all the way out only to slam back in, balls deep. Ember trembles and groans, I repeat the process a few times and I feel her tense up. I reach between us and pinch her clit between my fingers.
“Vin!” She screams as her pussy squeezes me.
“That’s it baby, come all over my cock.” I press inside her and grind into her clit.
She keeps mumbling my name through her post orgasm and I can’t hold on any longer. I resume my pounding and feel my balls clench tight, then I let go and cum so deep inside her. I stay rooted firmly inside, feeling both of our cums mixed and running
out of her. My balls are sticky but I can’t move, being inside her is my favourite fucking place in the world.
She moans softly and moves. I know the mess is making her feel sticky too. I pull out and watch as my cum follows and runs down to her asshole. “Vin, please get me something.” She moans, knowing I’m just staring at our shit.
After cleaning us both up, I rouse Ember because Scott would kill me if he knew she was sneaking out to come here. “Babe.” I kiss her forehead, “you got to get back.”
“I know.” She whispers, “are we still too young to live together?”
“I think so?” I shrug, “plus we need money to survive.”
“We have money.”
“My mom...” I stop, I can’t see my mother ever living alone. It gives me anxiety.
“Yeah, I know.” She says getting up, “don’t think about it. I was being stupid.”
“Em, I’ll have to think about it sooner rather than later, we can’t be married and living with my mom.”
“Married?”
“Well yeah, what did you think this was?” I raise a brow at her.
“Whenever you said that, I never took you seriously.”
“I’ve known from the beginning, baby. When you refused to be claimed, I knew it was just a matter of time. You’re it, I want nothing else. Of course, I’m marrying you, of course, you’re having my babies and most of all, you will always be my family.”
I watch as her eyes start to water and her cheeks blush a nice rosy colour.
“I want all that.” She whispers.
“Soon baby, when high school is done. When we can legally move like adults, we will do what we’re supposed to do.”
“Okay.” She nods. I watch as she gets dressed and comes over to kiss me goodbye. I rake my fingers through her thick hair and kiss her deep.
“I love you.” She says and kisses me lightly.
