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Chapter 67: Prince Of The City
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The Spitfire Chapter 68: Prince Of The City
"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
The Spitfire Chapter 69: Prince Of The City
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
The Spitfire Chapter 70: Prince of The City
"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
The Spitfire Chapter 71: Prince Of The City
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
The Spitfire Chapter 72: ARIANNA
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
The Spitfire Chapter 73: Prince Of The City
"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
The Spitfire Chapter 74: Prince of The City
It was dark as fuck as I staked out my prey. I was in a hurry to get back to Mouth and her shit. After the garden she'd kept me occupied all day with wedding and baby shit. If I didn't know better I'd swear she was up to something, but she wasn't giving off any vibes. It's hard to find fault with a woman who's asking your opinion on what mural to draw on the walls in the baby's room. She was going to do that shit herself. I figured I should pay attention to that one before my nut painted the crime scene from the Valentines Day massacre on the shit. When I left the house she had ma and the girls over for some kind of female meet. That was innocent enough so I felt safe leaving her to take care of this shit. Her team was onto her shit now and had orders to hogtie her ass if it came to that. Though when I told them that they'd both looked at me like I was fucked in the head. Probably afraid Mouth would retaliate if they laid hands on her. Can't say that I blame them.
The Spitfire Chapter 75: Prince Of The City
I was able to calm down now and my thrusts became less forceful and more on the tender side. I must've said the words 'what am I gonna do with you' a thousand times while fucking into her sweetness. I guess offing a motherfucker makes her pussy hot because she rode my shit with her tight as fuck snatch until her juices and mine flowed. I lifted her off the bed and held her up with one arm down her spine and the other on her ass as I pulled her on and off my rod. I could hold her whole body on one arm, feel the slightness of her frame, the vulnerability of having me cover her, and still see that strength in her eyes. "So much strength." I took her mouth and took her back down to the bed with her legs wrapped around my middle. *** "What the fuck!" I came awake half an hour later and she was gone. She knocked me on my ass again. I'm either very lucky, or very fucked. I have a woman who can climb buildings and off a motherfucker, come home and fuck me to sleep,
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