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Dominic's Point of view

My night have been busy. It's one of the busiest night I've had in three years since coming to Jamaica.

The demands of firearms were excessive, and even though we have one hundred extras; Antonio had refused to sell them. He stated that he was waiting on more Cocaine to come in, since he had a cartel that was willing to trade the weapons for drugs. The guns are ranged from handguns to military-Grade weapons, depends on the buyers need or how fast they are sold. Yet still Antonio had refused because he stated the hotel wanted more drugs at that location.

I almost lost five millions, because of him for fuck's sake!

Then I had someone mix, repackage and distributed on the street. This is Jamaica, it's not a big island, am sure he could have handled it without me being here, but no I had to be present else it seems he will have them turn to nothing. Especially the crack cocaine.

I had to controlled most  of the cocaine production and trafficking in Latin America. These cartels use both ground transportation and air routes to smuggle cocaine into the U.S. and beyond. Then, I had to phone dad and have him deal with the rest, after pressuring him into it, letting him know that Antonio is behaving like a pussy.

My day just got better. After a long earned shower, butt naked in my apartment; I received a message that I had to attend to.

I pulled up behind the car, into the open yard and got out.

I knew where she had the car because I had Ashton monitoring the engine. It just didn't sound like music in my ears, knowing she had to come here, almost in the morning. Kingston is never safe, not  with a beautiful woman like this.

Upon messaging Ashton and telling him to get four foot men for me at specific locations to watch the place; I cut the engine and got out.

Knocking on the window, I waited until it was wind down, before walking around the passenger side.

"Thank you for the information, Heels, have a goodnight. I'll handle it from here," I said curtly.

"Zendi? What did you do?" I heard Her asked. I opened the door and take her out. Her body fell against mines and I balanced her on her feet.

Her naked shoulders caught my eyes and I removed my jacket and drapes it over her.

"Zendi?" She asked.

"I had to do it," Heels, got out and removes a suitcase.

Of course she had to, I  need to have a word with Cals again, because if not; I personally will immobilize him. I grit my teeth at her annoyance and I wanted to snap at her. She looks as if she's going to blow a fuse at her friend.

"Do not be angry at her. What she did was mandatory."

"Mandatory? Di fuck? How ? Zendi? When? You a work Fi him?"

Unfortunately I can only understand a few words in jamaican Creole. I have yet to master this dialect, but I will not give up. I watched as Zendi gives her a side hug and nodded her head at me.

I must say I like this one. She doesn't look soft, she has lived true to the background check. She's a demon, am sure with the information am gathering, if I don't kill Cals, She will.

She reversed and sped off, her engine roars away until it was no more.

"I can't believe this," She attempted to take up the suitcase, but I took it and let her lead the way.

She picked up a spare key from under a flower's pot, unlocks the door and we stepped inside. She flicks a switch and the whole place immuilated.

A welcome atmosphere hits us and I suddenly felt sleepy.

The inside walls are white. It's a flat, (no upstairs) and rooms aligns adjacent to each other. The hall is comfortable with four blue black sofas and matching mat next to them. Three short and one long.  The floor is of white titles, a wall parts off and I could see the kitchen.

A glass table lays between the middle of the sofas with a bottle of champagne on It. This is where she places her keys, before taking the Suitcase from my hand. Flower pots were planted in certain parts of the house and making it more like a home.

I lay down and stretched my body out. My back is to the wall as I face the door. I've been in bigger houses, houses that costs billions of dollars. What I've never done is been in one so small and feel this comfortable.

Something screeches next to me and a ball of fur causes me to quickly lift my legs.

A laugh escapes behind me and I sighed.

"Sorry, that was, Ginger, she lives here. I have someone that comes to feed her every day. It seems Mrs Green accidentally locked her  into the bathroom she couldn't get out."

She walked around and sat into one of the sofas. She no longer wears my jacket and I could see her nipples in the dress.  The natural curls of her hair now fells down her shoulders. She had removed it from the updo.

All the sleeplyness left my third eye.

Fuck

What attraction I feel for this woman should be illegal.

"Am not a big fan of cats," I mumbled.

My eyes met the big green ones and I cringe. It's tail grew big and I cautiously placed my legs down.

"Are you afraid of the Cat Mr Romano?"

Her voice startled me and I physically jump.

What an embarrassment

"Now that's a first, why would someone with a gun be afraid of something so small?"

"It's not that-?"

She scooped it up and dumped it beside me like a test. It seems to have calmed down as it stares up at me with it's big eyes.

My hands atomically touches my weapon and my heart races. The damn thing twitched its tail, and my trigger finger itched.

"Don't, move it," I could almost taste my accent on my tongue as my fingers threaten to remove the gun and shoot it.

All the hair on my body returned to normal when she lifts it, and brings it to the kitchen.

I don't know what it is exactly, is the fear in my bones or am I allergic to them? I can't seem to express, but each time I come face to face with one; I feel an unsettling feeling washes over me. I don't like them. It's the only thing in this world that makes me look weak, it somehow strips away my strength. If anyone sees me now, they wouldn't have known that am a monster.

"I don't have any groceries. I will have to do shopping tomorrow. I can offer Champaign though."

I turned my head and looked up at her, "Thank you, but do you want me to go and get you something?"

"No, it's fine, I saw a small amounts of cornflakes there, but-hum, I- it's not enough for both-"

Her voice camed out shaky and I felt my cheek heaten as if I could feel her embarrassment, "It's fine, go and eat. I can drink this."

"Are you staying?" She asked, looking down at her fingers. She looks so delicate to my eyes. I just want to be gentle with her.

"Do you want me to stay, Prinicesspa?" I could feel myself getting back to normal. My normal is messed up, but I rather it, than feeling scared of a small thing on four legs.

Am known for my ruthlessness and I would rather have it that way.

Time melts away from us when I stood up and take the remaining steps between us. I took her hands in mines and waited. I could remember earlier as clear as day. I had to let her go because if I didn't, I know I would have kissed and maybe fucked her on the beach. She had looked so vulnerable and it took selfcontrol not to take advantage of the situation. Am a beast, I've never been chained for so long.

I'm ruled by anger and sometimes repulsive. I never thought I would try and stop someone from fucking up their lives. I only do that to my sister and she's grown into a replica of me. I don't have to tell her to think with her head anymore when it comes on to men. Why did I felt the need to push Amari to the curb ?  I wanted to screw it into her braincells to leave the fucking asshole alone, not being the type to talk too much unless doing business, was I saying it all because I was jealous?

"You are so beautiful," I said.

I stepped closer to her and she steps back.

"You’re scared of what I make you feel, aren't you?" I murmured, my voice a dark promise.

Her breath hitched, and she stopped.

"Say it."

"I..."

I smirked.

"I’ll make you beg before the night is over," And held her by the cheek.

She remained silent and looks up at me. I shove my hands into her curls and pulls my finger through them. Her hair is natural, I could smell a swift scent off hair conditioner.

I caught it back in a hard gripped and

Pulled her head back.

So fucking sexy

My eye trails down her throat and her chest. Her nipples points towards me and in response the member in my pants harden, in greed.

Her body shivers against me and her nipples stiffens. She wants me, am sure of it as am sure of my heart beat, but has control. Her control challenges me. It intrigued me.

How long will she last?

I released her hair and lowered my head to her ears, softly I bit into her earlobe and her knees weekend. A smirk formed on n my lips as I Caught her. Her hands grabs my forearm, and I pulled her closer. Her breasts pressed unto me and I groaned.

" I can stay here with you, anyone of the places you want me," I whispered. Wanting to see her break, I pulled back and looked into her eyes. She nods her head and I wanted more. Holding her by her throat, her hands automatically went to it, but relaxes. She's scared of submission, I see.

Trailing a finger between her breasts, I muttered, "Words."

"I want you to stay," Her voice camed out, just how I wanted it to. Filled with desire she sounded.

"Are you going to deny what's building between us?" I asked and her eyes widen. She backs away from me and I released my hold on her. With her back turned to me, I could see the wheels spinning in her head. Her pussy is soaked; I can bet, her heart races fast at the excitement, but she's battling within herself. I can feel the energy between us, I can almost touch it. The greediness roars in my blood as my man hood hardeneds against my trousers.

I stepped closer behind her, and in a swift movement; I grabs both of her arms and I have her bend over on the arm of the sofa. A hand rest on her the arch of her back, as I braced myself in the soft ness of her ass and lashes my lips into the side of her neck.

The sounds of  low her moans, she gives me access to her neck. I want to leave a mark. I become miserable as I'm sexually frustrated.

Her dress rodes up and my cock twitched as her ass exposed. A purple tong sets perfectly on her and the back view of her pussy causes me swallow hard. I could see how soaked her pussy is, through the material.

Not having the willpower to be gentle, I roughly pulled her up. Gripping her breasts; I pinched them between my fingers and watched how they react to me.

Her hands fumbles on my belt; that was all the action I needed. I flipped  the buckle and released the belt. I pulled the shirt over my head and the soft touch of her fingers on my chest scent me over the edge. I lost all control as I pulled her by the hair and crushes my lips to hers. Our tongue clashes. It's like drinking water from hours in the gym.

Every thing became quick as we ravish each other. We could barely keep up with each other as our body begs to join. I could feel the imprint of her lips on my neck, on my chest and  the coldness of her hands around my cock as I driped precum.

I grip her ass in my hands, earning a moan from her and she turned around and arches. I've never behold a more beautiful sight. Sweat pours on her forehead and the curlness of her hair fell to side, while some sticks to her forehead. She uses one hand with her fingers and shifts the tong as she looked back at me, with her ass in the air.

I slowly shoved into and watched the sexiness of her lips parted. Fucking her hard from behind, my teeth latches on to my lip at the sweetness of her pussy. I griped her around the waist and Her pussy sucks my cock in and I watches it disappears into her. Her moans are like melody as I fucked her. She seemed to like it rough and I neared my climax. The sound of her pussy could be heard in the room. I slapped her across her ass a couple times and watched that pussy creme.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck-" She repeats. She grips tightly unto the sofa. The walls of her pussy squeezes me and I groaned."Am gonna-!" She cries out and climaxed. I was right, her body does shivers.

She's a beautiful mess.

I felt my body tingling and my body jerks. I pulled out and my cum shoots out on her ass.

Careful not mess up her sofa; I uses my Shirt to wipe it and adjust myself.

I lift her up and placed her down. She held on to one of my hands. She's started to slip away in sleep.

Starring down at her, I know now...she is a beast that has been chained for too long. Instead of calming the desire, it has build. How can I leave now, after such connection?

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Thoughts?- They could hardly fight the attraction so I did it with less foreplay and I made it short since when two people are attracted to each other; especially a man, mostly likely comes quickly due to excitement.

Also, I used a lot of 'I' since am working on Dominic's character. He's isn't much of a talker so I had use' I' a lot since I didn't want him to look too deep.

I have the plots under control for now. So stay tuned.

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