FORTY SIX

DAMON

As my fingers that were drenched with her juices pressed onto her clit once more, my touch drove Selena to another state of pleasure. We had not left our tight position in the car when Selena demanded I continued what I started.

All I did was play with her nerved clit which responded to my touch in a way I didn’t expect. And, truthfully, as she wiggled her body in reaction, my entire system felt awakened and I wished to do more than tease her pulsing pink bud with my rigorous motions.

But, as I watched her face display pleasant relief as she released the pent-up desires within her, I felt more than satisfied. For some reason, I forgot about how tense I was feeling and put all of my attention on her, sweeping away strands of her hair that were attempting to stay glued to her sweaty forehead.

Quietly, still naked, I watched as she dragged her breaths. I relished how her left hand wouldn’t stop coming in contact with my chest, her fingers dragging over my chest in a way that reminded me how smitten I was by her mere presence.

“Oh my!” she whispered as she stretched, her kneecap brushing my dick not-so-limp dick. “Oh my goodness, Damon.” Our eyes met. “That was very hot.”

My eyes stayed on her as she pulled at her lower lip in a rather sexy way. “Was it?”

“You are so fucking good at this,” she responded, a grand smile on her lips as she continued to pat my bare chest with her provocative fingers. “Is it true though?”

“What?” Slowly, my right arm circled her waist, pulling her naked groin closer to mine, my head hoping that I wouldn’t cause us to go for another round in that cramped space. Well, I can only hope that my body will stay calm till we get to another location.

But seeing how I just fucked the heck out of Selena after the so-called deal we made, I can’t dream of trusting my body.

“Is it true that you keep wanting me?”

“That’s why I am naked in this car.”

“That’s very interesting. I never thought this day would come,” she responded, her voice still a torturous whisper. “We should do this more.”

“Having sex in a car?”

“Having sex where ever. Damon Jones…” Her fingers left my chest and interlaced with my hair seconds after. “… you seem to forget that The Dangerous Dame runs this country. You are fucking the freaking Queen of this country. Surely,” her smile wore extreme confidence, “we can do whatever we want, however we want. So, do you want us to fuck in a flying helicopter next time?”

“You are too wild, Selena,” I managed to say as I chuckled. Just when my heart starts deceiving me, making me think that Selena is just a normal woman, my brain makes sure to remind me that I am dealing with a Mafia Queen who doesn’t bat an eye when it comes to killing people.

“Being wild is the best way to live life, Damon Jones,” Selena responded as I sat up, the woman in my arms doing the same seconds later.

Soon, she was straddling me, the same position that led us to have hot sex in a car. Hot sex that I had never imagined would happen.

Sighing, I placed my hands on her waist because my body desired to maintain contact with hers. “Selena?”

“Yes?” With certain patience in her eyes, her fingers played on my face. Tracing invisible lines, hovering over my skin... she put the majority of her focus on what she was doing, unbothered by the scent of sex that filled the space.

“Did you really kill those men?”

“Are you talking about the men Grayson sent?” I nodded and she wore a small pout on her lips. “They are long dead. Wait…” Our eyes met. “… don’t tell me that you still feel bad for them.”

“I don’t. I just…”

“Damon.” She cupped my cheeks as she adjusted her position, making sure to stay away from my exposed dick. “Grayson would have sent more men after you because he wouldn’t stop until you are dead. If I didn’t kill those men, Grayson would think that I am a weak leader and he will use my lack of action to take even bigger revenge on me and my gang. He and my father may look like friends, but they are friends who have hurt each other in so many ways. So, Damon Jones, I had to kill those men to make sure that Grayson gets the message that I am not to be messed with.”

“Being in the Mafia sounds so tense,” I uttered sparingly as Selena took a second to close her eyes. After taking deep breaths, our eyes met again. “It sounds like everyone wants to kill every other person.”

“That’s how it is. The ones you think are your allies can instantly become your enemies. That’s why you have to stay close to me at all times. I mean it when I say that I will protect you with all I have.”

Moved by her words, I began to span the length of her back with my hands, caressing her skin as brief silence ensued. “It must be hard being the leader of the Damish Gang.”

Selena’s head went on to rest on the broadness of my right shoulder. Her tender voice reaching my ears more loudly, I listened as she said, “It is hard sometimes, but it is what I have to do. I signed up for this.”

“You grew up in the gang, didn’t you?” Is it weird that I love where this moment is headed? I love how we are having these little conversations instead of going our separate ways after having unexpected sex at a distance not so far from the orphanage home.

I could only hope that one of the kids didn’t sneak out to see the car bouncing like it was on fire.

“I did. And I made sure to get the throne despite every bad thing I faced.”

“Well..” My hands had now ended up in her neck area. As I twirled her hair with my fingers, I continued, “I think it is a good thing that you fought for yourself. That is really admirable.”

“Damon Jones,” she chuckled softly as she lifted her head, “why do you have a good way with words?”

“How do you mean?”

Her head motioned toward the distant, colourful bungalow. “Back there you were praising me so much that my head almost swelled.”

" How was it in there? Was it as bad as you initially imagined?” I won’t lie, I was surprised she stayed till the end of our visit.

“That little girl was annoying, but, overall, it wasn’t terrible.”

“Then, you should brace yourself for the next visit.” Her brows jerked with surprise. As I laughed, I asked, “Did you think it was over?”

“I was hoping so,” she muttered, the small scrunch of her lips tempting me to kiss her. “Why did we have sex then? You basically misled me by making me sleep with you.”

“No one misled anyone, Selena. Whether we have sex or not, the deal is still on.”

Her chest heaved strongly as she said, “Well, as long as we get to fuck, you can take me anywhere. Damon,” her voice suddenly dropped into a sultry tone as her index finger began to trace the hair on my arm, “you can take me anywhere.”

“Selena…” I had no intention to give in to her seductive acts at that moment. “We have to leave.”

“Ughh… but I don’t want to,” she lamented.

While smiling, I carefully pushed her off me as I reached for my earlier discarded trousers and said, “We have to get going, I have work tomorrow.”

“Okay, okay.” It sure was nice to watch Selena act like an ordinary woman, a woman who doesn’t have a mafia gang to lead. As she scuffled for her clothes, I realized how easy it was for my mind to deceive itself.

Hopefully, I am wise enough to not forget her true identity.

Selena Danniman, the Dangerous Dame of Población.

~

Selena and I met Lucius waiting at the entrance of the mansion. As I walked past the tall man, I noticed the glare that he gave me. That glare was enough to throw me into a pit of fire.

While I didn’t wish to bother myself about his presence, I wondered if he had a different kind of soft spot for Selena. After all, Selena is a gorgeous woman. The possibility of my thought hit me and I felt a churn in my chest. I was about to take one more look at Lucius when a familiar voice reached my ears.

“Welcome home, darling,” the masculine voice greeted Selena with a certain excitement.

“Damancio…” The anger in Selena’s voice was unmasked, I didn’t need to see her face to know that she was wearing a deep scowl. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

As I turned in the direction of the unwanted presence, I noticed the bloody spots on his structured, now swollen face. Whatever Lucius did to him made him very ugly.

“Is that any way to greet your husband-to-be, Selena?” Her father’s voice joined the party as he got up from one of the seats that backed us. His presence was a surprise, but the words he uttered made the furrow on my forehead go deeper.

“Husband-to-be?” Selena huffed as she tossed the jacket on her body away, the material ending up at the feet of one of the guards that filled the room.

Damancio smiled brightly as he took steps closer to her. “Did you really think you would get away from me that easily?”

“Do you realize who you are talking to, you bastard?” Selena demanded, her voice sterner in a way I have never heard. This time, it seemed like her anger was not the kind that can be easily soothed.

“Is that any way to speak to your future man?” her father asked, his serious gaze questioning her intensely.

“I told you, didn’t I?”As Damancio began to speak, I felt a tickle in my nose when his scent reached my side. It was a really disturbing smell. “Your father is on my side. All that’s left for you to do is marry me.”

“Really?” Selena’s pace began to advance toward her father who was as confused as the rest of us who wondered what she was about to do. Only Lucius looked calm and assured. “My future husband?” For whatever purpose, she sat on the head of the couch her father had just stood up from. Her head tilted slightly to the side, and she smirked. “Is that so, Damancio?”

“Of course, you are my bride, Selena. You and I belong-” A loud gunshot killed Damancio’s outgoing words.

While my feet staggered backward, my hands trying hard to block the loud sounds, I watched as Damancio’s almost lifeless body danced recklessly. Selena who was yielding the gun that made the shot didn’t stop at one gunshot. Until she created an imperfect circle around his chest, she didn’t stop. Even though Damancio was already dead, she didn’t stop until that one bullet completed the shape she was trying to achieve.

Now, this is a situation that reminds me who Selena really is.

My heart pounding, I watched as she tossed the gun aside, a blank look masking her face while her cold gaze watched Daamancio’s body fall onto the ground, a pool of blood surrounding the lifeless person.

“What the fuck did you just do, Selena?” Her father requested, his eyes bulging with fiery.

“You caused this, Father,” she said calmly. “If you don’t want to suffer a worse fate, do me a favour and leave this mansion.”

“Selena, I gave birth to you! I am your fucking father, how dare you-”

“Oh, so now you are the one that gave birth to me?” Selena hollered, her forehead showing veins immediately. “Now you want to be a father? How precious. Well, after everything I have suffered in your hands, I wish to never see you as my father! I may use the word 'father', but in truth, you are that familiar stranger I wish to get rid of. So,” her breath was loud and irregular, “do me a favour and leave my mansion.”

“Selena…” The older man looked tamed. He looked as though he was ready to fall on his knees and beg her.

“Fucking leave this place! Lucius, take care of the mess.”

“Yes, boss.”

“Damon…” My heart thumped crazily as her furious eyes met mine. I felt as though that hard gaze could end my life right there. “Get ready to have your revenge. We have received some information on The Pretties.”

Before I could utter a word, she looked away, and soon, all that was left of her presence was her scent, the jacket she had earlier thrown away and the man whose life she had just ended.