Chapter 12
LEILANI.
Zero kept staring at me like I asked him to do something so awful. From the look on his face, it's obvious that praying is a foreign term to him.
Maybe I should stop thinking about our meeting as a very bad thing for me. Maybe I should look at it from another direction.
Could this be that he found me for a reason? Am I supposed to help his spiritual life?
But why him? He is so.....overwhelming. A handful. No, even the thought of it is ridiculous. A woman like me shouldn't be in company with a man like him, but it's obvious that he has made some kind of claims at me.
"What did you say we were supposed to do again before we dig in?" He grunted, bewildered.
"Pray. People pray before eating." I said softly.
"We ain't fucking normal people." He muttered, glaring at the food in front of him. He liked his lips as if he's barely stopping himself from diving in.
Tension filled me. For a moment I really thought that there'll be no getting to him.
Morris glanced at me finally and smiled in reassurance.
"It's alright, Lani. You just lead this prayer while we seat through it and listen, that's okay with whatever being that's supposed to be listening right?" Morris directed at me.
"God. He is called God." I informed him.
Morris shrugged. Zero was still giving the food in front of him the evil eyes.
"We can seat through it and allow you to do your thing, right?" Morris insisted.
That's a start. I nodded emphatically.
"Good." Morris looked relieved.
I walked to my own chair and lowered myself to it. My fingers still tingled from where I held Zero's huge arms. I resisted the urge to pet those fingers.
What is wrong with me? Maybe I'll ask sister Benedetta.
Relieved to have a solution at bay, I bowed my head.
ZERO
When she bowed her head, I took one last look at the appetizing food on the table. Then, like two cats forced to let go of a mouse, Morris and I hung our heads and allowed her to do her thing.
After the prayer (that still basically sounded like Hindi and Korean fucking language), we were finally allowed to dig in. Fina-fucking-lly!
Breakfast tasted so damn good. Fuck, I've not eaten shit so good in forever. I've forgotten what good food tastes like.
I stopped eating takeout and ordering foods when I found out that I don't have a lot of patience it takes to deal with people.
"Your food tastes fucki----tastes so good, Lani. I've not eaten a good this good in a long time." Morris said to her.
She blushed deep shades of red. "Thank you. I learned how to cook in a young age." she revealed shyly.
"You learned well. I was starting to think that I'm gonna die from eating Zero's freaking cooking that tastes like shitbag."
I glared daggers at him and stabbed my streak with the damn fork.
"At least have a heart to compliment the girl, you asshole." Morris grunted.
"How's the jaw?" I asked meaningfully.
He touched it and winced. I smirked.
"Devil's fucking younger brother." He shot at me.
"Older, you moron." I corrected him as I dug into the stroganoff.
Lani took a deep breath and shook her head at us. She started eating. I couldn't help watching her as she eats.
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After breakfast, I grumbled my way back to the bedroom. My mood was no better. Having a goddamn permanent erection(blueballs) would do that to any motherfucker.
I went straight to the bathroom and jerked off. Shit I haven't done in fucking forever. I thought of her as I beat at my shaft, and the orgasm was mind blowing.
I consoled myself with the fact that patience will eventually pay off. I will have her. I will....not now. Soon.
Then, the boss called. I picked up the ringing phone and pressed it to my ear.
"Number Zero. Have you heard from Felaray?"
"Asshole's still breathing." I answered curtly. Bastard's breathing against my damn better judgment. I want to kill him.
"Hell, no shit. I know that much. He's looking for that sonofabitch right-hand queer of his, Scorpion. Any ideas where he is?"
"I'd bet at the bottom of the ocean." I grumbled under my breath.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing. I ain't seen shit like him."
"You sure?"
"I'll remember seeing the same bitch, he's too damn ugly to forget."
The boss went about talking some more. He told me about a new mission and I am glad about it.
Finally, something to take the fucking edge off. A new mission. A new target.
The boss dropped location and the few info he had and hung up. Feeling a little better like a motherfucking human, I dropped the phone and rose from the bed.
I heard a tentative knock on the door.
I stared at it as the door opened and Lani walked in. She is looking so damn edible I would chosen to eat her any day, than to eat any other food.
That wild mane of her hair, so wild, long and curly falling down her back, my fingers itch to be buried into it as I pound into her from behind.
Goddamn Hell! Just like that my mood deteriorated again. My fucking cock was near bursting point. Again.
"I-I want to go to work." She whispered, swallowing tightly like it has taken a lot of courage for her to say it.
I don't understand. "Come again?" My voice was harsh.
"I'm going to work."
"No, you're not."
"Yes, I-I am."
"You ain't."
"I w-want to." she insisted softly.
"No, you're not going any-goddamn-where."
I half expected her to blow up and start screaming angrily like any bitchy wench would be doing now.
Instead, she lowered her head, looking miserable. "I can't stay here forever. I have to go to my store. Most of my planted flowers needs to be watered."
"You life is in danger, you can't go." The truth is that I've eliminated the danger in her life. I just don't want her away from me.
"You k-k-killed him. I'll still have to go to confession for watching a man die, and I---"
"Wait, what? What the hell's a confession?" I asked, confused.
Surely it doesn't mean the way it sounds. She can't mean to tell someone about goddamn scorpion.
"I have to tell the priest everything, I need to seek absolution." She explained patiently.
She has started with the foreign language again. The only fucking thing I understand is that she IS going to tell a motherfucker about Scorpion.
I got up and walked closer to her. She took one look at me and stepped back. I stalked her until her back pressed to the wall and she gasped in surprise when I caged her in my arms.
"Let's get some things straight, sweet Lani. You ain't gonna tell any motherfucker about that bastard Scorpion."
"The p-priest is not a motherfuu....!" She sounded scandalized. She couldn't even say the 'bad' words. So damn pure.
"Don't care. All that matters is that no one hears about it at least for now. Got to know what that asshole Felaray's gonna do next."
My close proximity to her was obviously disorienting her. She looks so uncomfortable. "The priest is not just anybody." She still grumbled.
Why does she keep going about 'Priest' anyway? Who the hell is he?
Then, a thought entered my head and I froze. My muscles tensed, and drew taut. I was ready to go off like a fucking bomb.
She looked at me and whatever she saw made her shrink away from me. Fear radiated from her. "W-What?"
"Have you slept with this priest!?" I could barely growl the words.
"What?" She looked confused.
"Have you FUCKED the DAMN PRIEST!"
"NO! H-How can you ask that!?" She shrieked, horrified. She was blushing so much, she's as red as a tomato paste.
I calmed a bit. "You haven't!?"
"I haven't. I would NEVER do something like that! The priest would never do something like that!"
More calm. "That's better. You just saved the life of that man,whoever he is."
Her eyes widened. "Y-Y-You....!"
My control snapped. I buried my hand into her wavy mass of blonde and yanked her head closer to mine.
I slammed our lips together.
