Denial
Jax
"SO YOU JUST TRANSFER OWNERSHIP TO me just like that, for her?" Michael's voice was beginning to piss me off this morning.
He should be lucky he's among the few people I can tolerate. And he knew that
Smug bastard.
"Not for her Micheal, we've gone through this a million times, for sex!" I repeat it for the tenth time
"For sex with her," he replied pointedly
"Yeah and they're two different things" at this point I know I sound stupid
"She has got to have some magic between those legs for you to give up your company to me"
"Like I said it's good sex. And you're not that dumb" I replied without raising my eyes to him completely focused on my phone but pretending to watch Tv so Micheal won't get on my case
Not a text, not even a phone call.
I was losing my mind here, if she didn't call me before tonight- okay maybe that's too short, by tomorrow night I'd have to call her. I also still have a copy of her house keys, I'd just go over there.
"Do you like her?" Micheal asked
I knew this shit was coming
"No, I Don't"
"There's nothing wrong with you falling for someone. Yunno that, right? What happened with her doesn't mean you can't love again"
My heart clenched instinctively when he mentioned her. He knows fully fucking well that I hate talking about her.
Perks of being my best mate.
If it were to be someone else they'd be standing here with a bullet between their eyes.
Literally.
But no one else knows what happened between me and her just Micheal, even he doesn't know the full story.
He doesn't know I saw her last month and we made lo- had sex.
He doesn't know she's the main reason I moved my whole life to New York. Fuck me!
I hate lying to Micheal, but this secret... it just has to stay with me till whenever.
"Hey! he snaps his fingers in front of my eyes "you zoned out for a little buddy, you good?"
"Yeah, stop bugging me" I got up and made my way to the kitchen for a beer
"Grab me one"
I chuckled lowly how did he even know "No" but I still did anyway
He laughed at me "Thanks love" he said mockingly
"Fuck off! I dunno why I agree to watch this show with you every Fucking time"
"Because you love me man, and you're too proud to admit that you're a loner" he ruffled my hair as I shot him a death glare
I do love him, he's my brother.
"So Imaani is single yeah? You know if you could put in a good word for me?"
"We have sex together Mike, shut up"
"Well not yet she might not even accept the"
"She will" I replied shortly
I don't want to think negatively
Positive thoughts only.
"What if she doesn't it's been two days since you gave her the contract am I right?"
Two days and 36 minutes. But who's counting
"She just needs time she will accept" she has to. It sounded more like I was trying to convince myself at this point.
Imaani is one hell of a stubborn woman. I know fully well the first time she said yes was a moment of weakness even after saying no for several weeks. She's one hell of a woman.
That gives great head...
That she does
My eyes close a bit and I try to let my thoughts drift to her "Well in case she doesn't my question still stands, she's beautiful and I'd like to treat her like the queen she is" he said with a smug smile on his face
"You're weird" I get up when I hear the ding of the elevator, part of me praying silently to see Imaani standing opposite me.
But it's not possible, she doesn't know my house.
"Morning Boss" Tiago said when he stepped out of the elevator to face me
"Yo T, how's it going my man?" Micheal said smiling when he came across him
Tiago shot a glance towards me as if asking if he could answer, I gave a small nod and looked away. I was smiling inwardly.
I lived for this fear and respect
"I'm good Mr Micheal thank you. Boss, I have some information for you"
"I'm listening"
"We were able to apprehend the people that caused the problems for the last shipping they paid for the damages and are still in the warehouse."
"Good, how many are they?"
"Three, sir"
"Kill two of them and leave the third one alive for me. Is that all?"
"No sir"
"What else?"
"We think we may have a mole sir" he rushed out
"WHAT! what the fuck do you mean there's a mole in my organisation?
"Sit down Jax, he said might. I'll handle it from here" Micheal immediately stepped in front of his friend when he noticed the shift in his emotions.
"No! I want to listen to i-"
"Go sit, I'll handle it, man, trust me." With that Jax reluctantly left them and went to take a seat
"Tiago" Jax called out when he was several steps away from them
"Yes, boss?
"Leave three of them for me, we'll be right behind you when you leave.
"Y-yes boss"
One thing I hate is losing control over something.
When I have control over something I want it to remain that way till I decide to give it up.
I have a fucking mole! At this rate, I thought they might have learned that I am not to be trifled with.
I will find whoever it is and I will hang him by his leg and make him watch as I chop off his fingers one by one.
I didn't get to where I am, by being taken for granted. I got it because I knew how to inflict the right amount of pressure, pain and fear on a human till they bend to my will.
"You will never amount to anything boy! If you don't learn to take things into your own hands. People won't respect you if they don't fear you. You'll get killed if you care for anyone. You're NOTHING!"
I shake my head as if to get rid of the all too familiar voice that has merged with my head and become a voice in it.
Other people may do different kinds of healthy activities when they're stressed out, angry or sad, to help them get their minds off it.
But me...
I kill and have an unhealthy amount of sex.
