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The Spitfire Chapter 61: Prince of The City
I sat back in my chair as if giving it some thought but I really wasn't interested. A year ago I would've been more sympathetic, but even then it wasn't my problem. The thing is, if they fucked up, their shit might splash back on me and I didn't want that. It's the only reason I was even here entertaining their bullshit. "If you're all agreed then you're gonna have to get all the way out in your individual territories. It's not easy but it can be done. To do this you're gonna have to get rid of all these new factions that keep cropping up. I've already cleaned up my backyard, you'll have to do the same." I knew they weren't ready for that shit. As soon as the Feds eased up on their shit they'd be back to their fuckery. I let them throw around ideas, putting in my two cents where it was needed, but with the knowledge that it was an exercise in futility. I knew every man in the room, knew more than they knew I knew. Poppy had made sure I learned all their weaknesses and the
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She was full of excitement when she came home a few hours later. "How did it go?" "How did what go?" I held an arm out for her and she plopped her ass down on my lap. "Your little play date. Did everyone play nice?" Anyone listening to her wouldn't have a clue what was going through her mind, I did. Although her words were light and playful, there was tenseness in her body that belied them. "Yes, we're fine. How about you? How was your little powwow with the others?" She started filling me in on wedding shit until my ears started to bleed. I decided to distract her when she started talking about all the ways I could contribute. I stood up and sat her back in the large overstuffed leather chair and went to the door to lock it. I could hear the guys in the game room a good distance away. I need that; I have a feeling little Arianna's going to be screaming real soon. She gave me a crooked eyed look as I tugged at the buttons of my shirt on my way back to her. I droppe
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She bit my chest hard once I released her mouth. "Ouch, fuck, nut job." I rubbed the spot as she rode up and down on my cock with that look in her eye. Instead of making my nuts crawl up in their sac the shit made my dick harder and my thrusts faster, deeper. By the time I came inside her she was back to being sweet. I should've known not to trust that shit, but I always get stupid after I've emptied inside her. She left me with the claim that she was going upstairs to get cleaned up and I went back to what I was doing before she came. I must've been in there for less than an hour before going after her, but that was time enough for her to get her revenge. I came out of my office to find her damn uncle and old man sitting in my damn kitchen like they lived here. "What the fuck!" I glowered at the both of them and Poppy who was sitting back grinning. I looked from her to her relatives trying to figure out what the hell they'd been up to before I came in, but they al
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"Who was that, Anna?" Like I had to ask."Who do you think?" My sister in law rolled her eyes at me. "He says you're not answering your phone.""Oh shit." I grabbed my phone from my purse, dead."I am so fucked." I turned the screen to show her the dead battery signal. "So what, he'll get over it. I told you-you need to break my brother out of his caveman ways." Hah, easy for her to say, she didn't have to deal with the consequences. Mob boy isn't exactly what you would call rational when it comes to me. It's like from the moment we met and became one he gave up all pretense of being civilized and reverted back to pre historic beast. It helped that he was hot as hell while doing it and what Anna doesn't know and could never understand is that the way Shane loves me, the way he takes me over completely, was just the way I needed to be loved. When he looks at me with that heat and want in his eyes, oh man. Just thinking about it makes me needy and twitchy. And when he's
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I saw the car drop back but couldn't make out much of anything through the slightly tinted windows. Zane gave Alec the signal and he started maneuvering through traffic. All of this was done in a way that she wouldn't catch on to the fact that we were being followed. I relaxed once I caught Alec's nod in the rearview letting me know that he'd lost them. Now my mind was stuck on who the fuck that could've been. She was half asleep in my arms and didn't notice a thing, or so I thought. As soon as we were alone in our room she dropped all pretense of tiredness. "Did you know you have triads in your place?" Say what now?"What do you mean?""You do know what a triad is right, Peter Gotti?" Now even I know what that insult meant."Yes smart ass, I do, but how do you know they were in my place?" I couldn't help but think of the conversation I'd had at the meet a few days ago. "I saw them, their damn tats stand out like a beacon." She shook her head and pulled her clot
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The fucking agent was surrounded by too many suits for me to get to him now, so it looks like I'll have to come back later and take care of it. No one followed us from the house so I was thinking they didn't know where my place was. I was feeling like an idiot for not seeing that this man was more of a danger than I first thought. Never underestimate the power of greed. I'd paid this asshole over the years to look the other way. I'm sure I've paid him more than the government in the three years I'd been dealing with his dumb ass. The thing is, he knows me, knows what a colossal fucking mistake it is to cross me, so the triads must've offered him something that was worth him risking his damn life over. My phone rang cutting off my train of thought. "Why is your wife calling me, what's wrong with your phone bro?" I didn't stop to think that something might be wrong and that's why my little sister was calling me instead of her husband. "What's up Anna, you three need
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The OBGY what the fuck marched into the room giving out orders. She wanted me to leave, I told her to get fucked. "Michelle, this is my son and his fiancée, it's best if you just proceed." She looked like she wanted to argue, but my 'don't fuck with me look soon had her backing down. She muttered some shit about not being able to do her job properly yadda-yadda-yadda, but that shit fell on deaf ears. She did her thing and looked like she knew what she was talking about. "Who is she?" I whispered the question to dad as we watched her handle Mouth and her shit. If I was bad, Mouth was worst, she gave that poor woman so much lip that I was beginning to feel guilty for giving her shit when she first came in. Mouth isn't exactly the most genteel patient if you know what I mean. "Arianna quit acting like a brat and let the woman do her job.""She's poking me, that shit hurts." Mouth looked like she was out for blood. I better warn her off before we find the good doctor
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"Never mind that now son. It's a good thing I didn't leave. We're here to help. We know these men better than you do; we've known them for years. Don't think that because some of the old dons are gone that they're not still in this thing. They're still instructing the young and they have their own way of dealing with something like this. We three can beat them at their own game." "I don't know Poppy..." "Look, you're legit now. We did a good job of getting rid of anything that could come back to trip us up and my friend here did the same. We made a promise to each other years ago as young men. Things didn't quite work out like we'd planned, but providence brought our families together nonetheless and at a time when we could even contemplate a move like this. Time was you even thought of pulling out you'd be dead before the thought had a chance to form." The other two nodded their heads in unison. "Together you two wield a lot of power, that power might have come fr
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I playfully begged her not to off the poor woman. The fact is; Mouth has a spreadsheet on every person who has anything to do with our son's school. She ain't collecting that shit to invite them over for tea. "Mouth, your pregnant ass can't fight, let me handle it okay." "What're you gonna do Shane? Talk her to death?" I ignored her snippy ass and went back to entertaining my kid. Mouth had lasted two years before I bred her ass again, not from lack of my trying. Her body just seems to work that way, because as soon as Lily turned two, I bred her ass again. I think it has something to do with her nursing shit. I heard the hospice rejects pulling my back door before they trooped into my damn house. Her old man headed straight for my kid and took her off my lap. I'm tired of threatening him over that shit too; no one listens to me anymore. Poppy dropped down on the chair beside me while uncle Al checked the pots like this was the fucking local eatery. "What's wrong w
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I sat up again and covered her lips as I moved inside her. I slipped one of my hands between us and found her clit. I fucked until she got off and then stopped, taking soft little nibbles of her lip before pulling back to look at her. "What is it then?" "I was thinking... Since we already have Shane Junior, could we name this one after my dad?" "Roberto Flanagan? You'd be shooting motherfuckers everyday for beating up your kid for that fucked up name." Her face turned thunderous and she looked like she was giving serious thought to maiming me. My dick got harder, longer. "Then we should give him both his names. Roberto Rossi." "Mouth, I know you're an independent, strong willed, bad ass, Beyoncé loving bitch, but don't go too far. Don't forget who's the man here. My son will never have another man's name, no matter who." She gave me one of her looks and teased my nipple with her nail. "Fine, then can we call him Ari?" Her face blushed and I won
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"You know, a gift for having the kid, that's what they call them." "How the fuck would you know? You don't have a kid Tony." "The girls be talking and we be listening, just forget all that and get her some shit." "Like what jewelry? Does Mouth look like the kind of female to go for that shit?" "Bro, all females like jewelry even the ones who pretend they don't. Besides it doesn't have to be jewelry. She's your woman you should know what she likes, get her something she would appreciate." "Fuck no I'm not getting her murdering ass no bow and arrow." The two idiots rolled their eyes at me and moved the fuck on. Thank fuck, I was enjoying junior before they came with their shit. Fuck, what am I supposed to get her? Ma might know, yeah. Nah I have to figure this one on my own, if I go running to ma for advice the mouthy one might find out and ride my ass. *** "Mob boy what's this?" I threw the key on the bed next to her and dropped d
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I picked her up and yelled for her team who came running. I directed them to her bags and rushed outside as fast as I could while carrying her. "Breathe Mouth." I fell into the breathing exercise easily as I placed her in the back seat and got in beside her. She had a death grip on my hand as Mikey and Tony came running. We peeled out into the night with a caravan behind us. Mouth would choose the dinner hour to do this shit when everybody and their mother were on the damn street. "Drive Mikey." Basically I was telling him to mow down any motherfucker that got in the way. I don't recall much of what happened once we reached the hospital. I only know that I never left her side. There were voices all around us but I couldn't tell you what any of them said. Mouth was doing her best but she was in a bad way. When she wasn't digging holes in my hand and screaming bloody murder, she was giving me the stink eye. "This is bullshit." She'd just had a contraction so I though
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I was making my way to our bedroom with the new stuffed toy in my arms. It was like the tenth one I'd bought in the last month. This one was about three feet tall, and cute. Mouth will probably hook him up with her surveillance shit. She'd turned the nursery into a showroom for NASA. There were more cameras and recording shit in there than the damn space shuttle. I think Mouth has ADHD or some fuck. More like she hasn't offed anyone in a long time and she's fiending. It has been a rough few months with me trying to blend the two families and keeping her ass out of it. It makes her crazy but I threatened everyone that if they went around me this time they'd be done no matter who the fuck. That had kept her ass quiet so far but I think that had more to do with the child growing in her womb than anything else. It sure hasn't done anything about her damn mouth. One mystery that still baffles me to this day though, is her new relationship with Jimmy. For some reason t
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I took my life in my hands and knocked on the door. Ma of course answered the door and went into warrior mode when she saw it was me. I held the flowers behind my back out of view of her nosy ass. "Where's Mouth?" "Shane you can't be here, shoo." "Ma, those women in there decent?" I moved to go by her in the door and she tried to slam that shit in my face. "Ma stop fuck... ah ma, get Mouth." Hell if I'm begging her in my own house. "Mouth." When she realized I wasn't going away she turned back into the room and called my girl. "You have five minutes." She gave me the stink eye and closed the door in my face. A vision opened the door and stepped out. It took me a minute to realize that ma wasn't playing a joke. "Mouth, is that you?" I reached out a hand to touch her hair and dropped for fear that I would mess it up. She started to say something smart when she stopped and sniffed the air. I saw the tears start to gather in her eyes and brought the special bouq
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"Oh for fuck sake." I was finally at the end of my rope with the women around here and their shit. Mouth was in the middle of a tug of war, me on one side ma on the other. Apparently we weren't allowed to see each other the night before the wedding. "I feel really bad for you and whatever asshole came up with that one, she's not sleeping away from me." Ma had given up scolding me for cussing about five minutes after she dropped her little bombshell. She was trying to take my woman out of my house for the night and thought all she had to do was tell me as they were sneaking out the door. "I told you he wouldn't go for it Pia. You need to calm down mob boy. It's just across the yard." I leaned over into her face and finally tugged her away from ma. "You're not sleeping any fucking where but here." Why do I always have to repeat myself? In the last week or so leading up to the wedding that was turning into more of a production than the second coming, these people have tried
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"I'm hungry. What do we have to eat?" Mouth headed for the fridge as soon as we got in the house. It was damn near five o'clock in the morning and we'd just landed. I nodded for the twins to disappear to their place, which was between our home and my parents on the grounds. "Mouth sit down I'll make breakfast." "I don't want breakfast, I want...Parmesan." She rubbed her hands together and rummaged through the freezer for chicken I guess. I'm tired as fuck but if she wants that shit I'll help her make it. Fuck I know about Italian food. She defrosted the chicken and the homemade sauce that she and her uncle had made a few days ago, all the while talking to me about what we had to do in the coming days to get ready for the wedding. Now I know I'm a cold motherfucker, but I don't think I've ever gone out on a hit and came back home to make a three course meal. I helped as much as I could. Okay I boiled the water for pasta. By the time Poppy and the others came straggling in
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She squeezed my hand before pulling away and heading for the door. I wanted to call out to her, to tell her let me just put one in him through the window, but had to bite my tongue before I gave us away. I was right on her ass though when she burst through the door. Tommy jumped up from his chair and reached for his gun on the side table. Before his hand could connect there was a whistling sound in the air as she released the arrow. I hadn't even seen her notch that shit. She missed. The shot had gone through his shoulder with such force that it had driven him back and pinned him to the wall, but it wasn't her usual kill shot to the head. Fuck! I didn't look back when I heard the others come into the room behind me, but kept my eyes on her. Her breathing didn't even accelerate as she approached him. His eyes went wide and he seemed more afraid of her than the shit in his shoulder. "You... can't be. You're dead." What the fuck? Had he tried to kill her too? Then it hit me;
