By the look on Leo’s face, the chef was also thinking things were shady as hell. He thanked Viola quickly and promised he’d be in touch soon. He ended their call with “I love you Mama V.” Amber rubbed Leo’s arm as the frown lines were taking over his pretty face again.“There are so many things wrong here,” he stammered.“I was thinking the same thing. It’s like Courtney is covering for something. Why would they cut their honeymoon short for business obligations only to turn around and leave again the next day? It doesn’t make sense.”“And if G-Man’s watch was broken or something, he would get a replacement immediately. Going without one is not like him at all.”“Unless he doesn’t want to be found Leo. Is it possible he knew you installed that locator app on his phone?”“I don’t know. But regardless, I refuse to believe he would leave the city permanently without telling me or his parents. He wouldn’t do that Amber. Hell, you saw how much of a workaholic he was. He wouldn’t just walk
Amberleigh refused to let her nerves get the best of her on the ride to the penthouse. Leo didn’t say much at all. Luckily, their car had been prompt and traffic wasn’t too bad to make it to uptown Omega City. Preeminence Tower was just as tall and imposing as Amber remembered it, that shiny, spiral high rise which rose towards the clouds from where the God of this city lived at the top. But now she knew better of course. Grayson Godwin was just an imperfect man with problems and faults, even if he was as beautiful as a God and just as wealthy. But neither of those things made him invincible, immortal, or immune. And now his very life, or what was left of it, was most probably at stake. Amber shuddered at the thought as Leo and the driver messed with their luggage. The chef hadn’t wanted her to lift a finger to help and she was in no mood to argue. She did feel like shit anyway. The doorman brought them a luggage rack to cart all the shit up to the penthouse, though Leo ins
When Amberleigh’s world came back into color and focus, Leo was the first thing she saw. The chef was kneeling beside her on the marble floor with a concerned look on his face. She looked around the room with a groan trying to remember what the fuck had just happened. Her eyes landed on Courtney who gave her a dark look while the heiress clutched a crystal vase to her chest. Fuck. It hadn’t just been a nightmare after all.“Easy does it Love, you feinted,” said Leo, “I’ll call Dr. Gainey to come and check you over.”“You nearly broke this crystal vase which has been in my family for three generations! It’s a Baccarat,” snapped Courtney, “and we can’t risk having anyone else in the penthouse right now Leonardo. You heard what that man on the video said about anyone going to the Marshals. The less people who know about this situation, the better.”Leo turned toward Courtney with a look on his face that Amber never wanted to be on the receiving end of.“Are you fucking kidding me right
Moral support and company weren’t all Amberleigh had to offer Leo while he sorted through the billionaire’s accounts and other financial records. At eight a.m., under the guise of needing to pee, Amber left Leo to actually try and whip him up something to put in his stomach. She had enough cooking lessons under her belt to make a couple editable omelets at least.She wound up overthinking it and throwing out her first batch altogether. It wasn’t like Leo would really critique or really taste her creation at a troubled time like this. Right now, food was merely fuel to keep him upright and grinding away at that computer. She carried the tray of omelets into the office, his contained peppers, mushrooms, Swiss cheese and spicy sausage, hers the same fixings save for the Swiss cheese of course as it was one of the few cheeses she disliked.Leo looked up and gave her a grateful smile when she presented him with the tray. He also gave her a kiss on the cheek.“Thanks Love. You didn’t have t
Sweet talking the bank managers -to make hefty withdraws without prior notice from three of his own savings accounts around Omega City- wasn’t the only contribution Leo planned to make towards Grayson’s ransom. Or so Amberleigh came to learn over the course of the day. Before they had even left Grayson’s room that morning, the chef had tried to convince her to stay at the penthouse and get some rest. Between the banks, shit ton of different pawn shops he planned to hit around the city, and meeting with four different potential buyers, it would keep Leo occupied for hours. But Amber was having none of it.“I’ve had more sleep than you Leo. Besides, I don’t like the idea of you meeting with all these strangers to sell them the weapons alone. It isn’t safe.”He answered her with a smile and a kiss first, “I’m flattered that you’re worried about me Love. And the thought of you all protective like is sexy as hell. But I can take care of myself. And I’m taking certain precautions.”He walk
Amberleigh was super proud of her man as Leo was quite the calm and professional businessman over the next few hours as he sold off most of his worldly possessions. Not even a sheen of tears as he handed over the keys of his beloved Porsche to an Asian businessman. Leo had just made his warehouse his selling hub and also met some buyers for Grayson’s weapon collectibles by the docks as Amber had suggested. A centralized location just made things easier.Most of the buyers were legit. They did get a few bullshitters who cruised by with ridiculous low ball offers. Even in his desperation, Leo wasn’t going to put up with that shit of entitled people wanting handouts. One man even got irate when Leo refused to accept his offer on the Mercedes for twenty grand less than asking price, which the chef had already set well below market value as it was. The Mercedes was in mint condition, purchased just last year, with low miles. Leo threatened to call the marshals if the man didn’t leave his
Ten frat boys in several pickup trucks showed up while Leo was in the shower. Amberleigh dealt with it, pretending she knew the details and asking if they’d brought the cash. The president of the frat house, a senior with nice hair and amazing cheekbones, handed her 20 K. Then he and the rest of his crew basically cleared out the game room. Amber hated to see the pinball machine go as she had many memories atop it . Some of the boys were flirty with her, but none crossed any lines, and it was all in good fun. If Amber hadn’t gotten pregnant at sixteen, this would have been her life. Parties, studying, and frat boys in her senior year of college. But she didn’t regret her decision to keep her pregnancy then give the ultimate gift to a deserving family. Even though she’d chosen a closed adoption, she had met with the adoptive couple once before the birth of her son. The woman was gorgeous with freckled skin and beautiful auburn hair, but her bright green eyes were truly stunning.
Amberleigh took a few seconds to let the chef’s words sink in as he whipped the Ferrari into a parking spot behind the club. “Leo, you can’t be serious. You could be arrested or worse, shot. Get yourself killed. It’s far too dangerous. I don’t like it one bit.”He slid his hand atop hers, “Actually I’ve been thinking over the logistics of it, and it’s totally do able. The building should be empty except for a security guard through the holidays. There should be plenty of cash on hand in the safe because they’re taking donations at stores and other businesses around the city. And they are preparing for the auction at the first of the year. Easy in and out. Piece of cake.” “Okay, Leo so how do you plan to get past the security guard and crack the safe huh?” she pressed. “Simple. Glad you asked Love. I’ve been in that building a million times. They know me. I’ll call up Mama V and tell her I forgot something there the last time me and G-
Grayson recovered quicker than Amberleigh did as she stood there covering her mouth, tears streaming down her cheeks. He fell to his knees on the concrete beside his best friend. His bound hands immediately went to the bleeding hole in Leo’s stomach trying to stop the blood flow.“Oh, fuck Leo!” screamed Grayson. “What are you doing here? Okay, we’re going to get you out of here okay brother just hold on! He needs a fucking doctor! Let Amber get Leo out of here and I’ll stay with you bastards. I’ll give you thirty billion dollars just please let Amber get Leo to the fucking hospital!”“I’m so sorry Grayson. I fucked this up…” sobbed Leo.Grayson placed his hand against Leo’s cheek as tears leaked from the corner of the chef’s eyes, sliding down into the concrete below. Tears also crept out the edges of the billionaire’s blue eyes as Grayson held his friend’s head up off the hard floor.“You didn’t. I love you, Leo. Just please hang on man. We’re going to get you some help brother.
Amberleigh found herself with a gun in her face again. Fantastic. She was getting fucking tired of near-death experiences today thank you very much. And she was so looking forward to all these bastards with guns dead on the concrete floor. That was all she wanted for Christmas this year.“Who the fuck are you?” said Morte, “and who the fuck sent you?”“My name is Amberleigh Dubois. And no one sent me. I came here to broker a new deal. Two billion dollars in exchange for Grayson. And the Van Tessin’s don’t get a fuckin’ dime.”“Amber? Why the fuck are you even here? And Leo let you do this? Something so fucking dangerous and stupid. I’ll kill him! What the fuck did you hope to accomplish by showing up here? How the fuck did you even know where to find me?”She shrugged, “Their boy Lazy Eye has a big mouth. I ran into him at The Rabbit Hole. I take it you all didn’t know I was born in The Fringe and I have ties to your gang the Psychos. Lazy Eye sang like a fuckin’ canary. Easy peasy.”
Amberleigh saw no one in the warehouse lot at first as she jogged across the cracked pavement yelling her fictitious dog’s name “Bella!” She nearly had the door to the warehouse opened before a man abruptly appeared pointing a gun in her face. Her startled scream was real as a stocky man with an unkempt beard and mustache walked out. And she noticed he walked with a limp. “What the fuck do you want bitch?” he demanded. “what the fuck are you doing here?” She recognized that deep raspy voice that was as unpleasant to the ears as nails down a chalkboard. This was the fucker who had beaten Grayson on the video. That spineless coward who attacked a man who had no way to defend himself. And he wasn’t wearing a mask. No fucking way he’d let her just walk away from here. She was counting on it.She put her hands up and backed away slowly, “I’m sorry sir. I didn’t think anyone was here. I thought this place was abandoned. I was just looking for my dog Bella. I
Giovanni decided to walk his daughter to within a few blocks of the warehouse where Grayson was being held. They spoke little on the way and for that Amberleigh was grateful. She didn’t think she could deal with another heavy conversation at the moment. Her nerves and her head were already in shambles and it only got worse the closer they got to the old warehouse. It was used to store boats long ago and had been empty for a decade at least. It was in the heart of Psycho territory and only fifteen miles from Leo’s warehouse. Well, what used to be his place anyway. Amber kept going over the details of her plan in her head. She could do this. It would work. It had to. It was a long time coming. But now that moment was here, it was with mixed emotions to say the least. She was excited, anxious, terrified, all at the same time. She just wanted to see Grayson. And she would give him the longest hug in the fucking world when both of them walked out of that fucking warehouse.
Amberleigh stuttered out her plan to the Hatter coming up with the details as she went. She would be a woman walking her dog down by the docks. She would change her clothes into something more suitable and also bring along a dog leash. She would approach the warehouse and ask the man guarding it if her dog had run inside. She would say or do whatever necessary to gain entry into the warehouse.The lookout would be unlikely to shoot her. It would draw attention even in The Fringe where gunshots were as common as STIs. She was likely to be taken inside alive and no doubt at least one of the men inside would want to have his way with her. Probably more than one of them would. She was banking on the fact that would buy her enough time to be rescued before any of those events actually occurred.For his part in this risky operation, The Hatter was providing Amber with a small camera. The kind which could be easily hidden and would send a feed directly back here to The Rabbit Hole. She would
It wasn’t for Lazy Eye’s neck that Amberleigh aimed the machete, but rather his right arm. The giant knife slid through just above his wrist smooth as fucking butter barely missing also taking out his thigh as well. The blade cut through the arm rest in the wooden chair and bounced against the concrete floor. Perhaps it was that jarring ring which helped bring Amber back to her fucking senses. Or the wet bounce of Lazy Eye’s hand on the floor. Because his scream had only made her want to hurt him more. Her arm ached from the force of her blow coming into contact with the hard floor. Lazy Eye yelled as a fountain of blood squirted from his newest stump. Amber stumbled back watching blood spatter towards her. She dropped the machete and turned away. What the fuck was she doing? She had just lost her fucking mind for sure. Amber placed her hand against her mouth to hold in her vomit. But it was a battle she lost as she threw up on the floor. Her vomit mingling with the p
Amberleigh would have liked to have said that she had the situation under control and didn’t need to be rescued. That she had single handedly interrogated the bad guy and found out where Grayson was being held and by how many. But instead, she was owed a big fat I told you so by her father. Luckily, Giovanni had too much class to do such a thing as he saved his daughter’s ass.The gunshots had been a dead giveaway that his offspring had run into some trouble. And it was father to the rescue as he burst through the door. Only much later would Amber wonder how her father had unlocked the door to get inside Lazy Eye’s lair, but those types of thoughts didn’t come until much later. Only much later would Amber wonder how her father had unlocked the door to get inside Lazy Eye’s lair, but those types of thoughts didn’t come until much later. Because she struggled to recover from the lack of oxygen to her brain and the pain in her body as Giovanni threw Lazy Eye halfway across the room. A
Amberleigh had to put all her thoughts of disgust and wanting to gag aside as she sucked that evil bastard's cock. It wasn’t the first time she had to suck a dick she’d rather not. But this time it meant more than just trying to get a regular or a good tip. She went through the motions which made her the best, but didn’t think too much about it, like driving home late night down the same roads you'd driven a thousand times before. At least until that prick fisted her fake hair and shoved himself roughly down her throat. She wanted to bite his pecker off as she struggled to breathe. Lazy Eye rammed his cock in and out of her mouth aggressively. For men like him, this went beyond just sexual gratification. It was about dominance, control, violence, and humiliation. Amber tried to focus on getting air into her burning lungs and not vomiting, as she had lost all control over her blow job. And Lazy Eye didn’t give a fuck the discomfort he was causing her or even allow her some time to b
Amberleigh kept her eyes on her prey, though she made a quick detour before she pounced. She stopped at the bar to buy Lazy Eye his favorite beer. More than one man eyed her as she passed, including one who squeezed her ass, but she paid them little attention. Luckily, most of the men in that room were engrossed in the fight anyway, as they had probably wagered a pretty penny on the outcome. Amber was also betting on herself to win tonight. She would fucking come out on top.She just hoped that Lazy Eye’s fighter won the match or it could put the violent man in a bad mood. It was hard for her to try and gauge exactly who was winning the fight. The screams of the crowd weren’t giving her much and both burly men in the ring were covered in blood and sweat. The hits were brutal and unforgiving. Fuck, if that was what they did to their gang brother, Amber tried to imagine what they did to rivals. She was pretty sure she saw a tooth go flying from the shorter guy’s mouth in a hail of blo