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The Spitfire Chapter 66: Prince of The City
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
Last Updated : 2022-10-26The Spitfire Chapter 67: Prince Of The City
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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The conversation got lighter after that, after they all agreed to let me handle it for now. I had no doubt that if this shit didn't work they'd ignore me and do what the fuck they wanted to anyway. No respect. Mouth was way too happy go lucky but I didn't see how she could get up to shit here so I left it alone. I went into my office to make some calls. We were down to two days before our trip to Chicago and I needed to have all my shit together. I was finally able to reach Agent Kowalski and set up a meet. I knew he was the connecting thread, the one that needed to be burned. "Tomorrow, my place in the city." I hung up the phone feeling better before returning to the others. "You, bed, now!" The doc had ordered her to rest and to call if she felt even a pinch in her side. She had the good sense to take her ass to bed while I grilled the other three to figure out what the hell they were up to, and what part she played in it. I didn't hang around the kitchen too lon
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"Mouth, you don't need to be there. I don't want you involved." I checked my piece and clipped it to my side, the heavy weight like a part of me after carrying it for so long. I doubt that I'd stop carrying anytime soon, legit or not. "I'm coming with you. Who knows what Junior and I would get up to here on our own." She was holding me hostage with the kid. If she wasn't who she is that shit wouldn't carry any weight, but she'd proven time and again that she could get into trouble even with her team three feet away. Maybe it was best I keep her with me. "Fine, but you don't say shit to this asshole. You just sit and listen. And Mouth, we're just going to talk." Maybe you'll learn something. Like there're other ways to deal with a motherfucker than taking off his head. I checked her over before we headed out the door. The meet was in thirty minutes. "Hey!" She took umbrage to me patting her down. I knew she couldn't hide her 'toy' but Mouth is innovative, she'd use
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I didn't quite get the scene when I walked in. She was sitting in my seat behind the desk but they weren't talking. If he'd said some shit to hurt her feelings I'd end his ass right here. Then it registered. The coffee cup was on the floor and Kowalski was halfway there. "Mouth, I said talk to him not off him, the fuck did you do?" I think she poisoned him the way he was just slumped over. I left the fucking room for less than three minutes. I knew she was up to some fuck when she pulled the Martha Stewart act, but fuck. And what the fuck kinda agent was he that he was drinking coffee and shit from someone he was investigating? "You said he wasn't gonna stop, that he had a hard-on for you. We have to be legit by the time junior comes, it's a win-win, I don't see the problem Don Julio." She didn't even break a sweat and my fucking ears were ringing. "Swear to fuck I don't know how Chicago survived your murdering ass long enough to become the cesspit that it is toda
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I pretended an interest in the buttons on his shirt when I felt his glare. "Arianna.""Yes.""We've been all through this until I'm blue in the face. Since you refuse to listen, why don't you tell me what all you have planned?" I'm not sure I trusted his easy capitulation but I allowed him to drag me over to the bed where he sat with me on his lap. "Well, according to Poppy he knew there was going to be trouble from certain factions. He's been covering you even when you thought he was gone. He didn't interfere, but he kept an eye on things so you didn't get in over your head. When dad showed up and Poppy came back on the scene they wanted to help as you may recall, but you wanted nothing to do with them for whatever reason." I ignored the look he gave me and carried on. "The long and short of it is, you're focused on going legit, my dad's already done that for the most part so it stands to reason that he might have some ideas on how to achieve that. From seeing w
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"It's not what I fucking want for her." I slammed my hand down on the table and glared at all of them one after the other. Mouth, I kid you not, was sitting on a stool around the island swinging her legs and eating a banana. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that shit? "I want an explanation. And if I don't like what I hear you'll all do well to ask yourselves if going against me is worth your life. She's convinced you, that you need to protect me. Did any one of you stop to think what it would do to me if something happens to her or my kid?" I'm sure they were all remembering yesterday and how close that shit came to being a reality. "You don't open your mouth to me." She snapped it shut and went back to chewing. "Where'd she get the poison?" Three grown men cleared their throats and looked around the room like they were searching for something. I held my hand out to her. "Give me the rest of it, or did you feed it all to him?" She reached in her pocket and pulled o
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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;
