His eyes flickered with concern as he dropped his smile to a thin line. He saw how truly beneath water I was, trying to swim in the deep end without a single swimming lesson. My inexperience wasn’t solely my sex life, it was in everything. “My grandfather and I run a large scale operation in the black market. Arms, drugs, shit like that. Your properties across the globe are places we use as meeting points and safe houses. My grandfather expects complete cooperation.”

​Chapter 24

Brent

God, I loved punching men in the face.

I gripped him by his collar and pummeled him over and over with my right, ringed hand. The sound of my fist connecting into someone’s face made my world slip away into temporary bliss. Blood on my hand gave me a high that nothing else could compare to.

He also deserved it for trying to fuck over the family business. While the Dictator was a pain in my ass and got on me far too much, he granted me the serenity of violence inflicted upon others every now and then.

This time, we had a thief in the ranks, stealing some of the product after a delivery overseas. That wouldn’t fly seeing as we ran a tight ship.

“I’m sorry boss!” He yelled in pain, giving me spikes of excitement with every punch I laid on him.

“No. You’re. Not.” Each punch perfectly marked each word. Throwing him to the ground, blood smearing his face, I growled, “You’re sorry you got caught.”

I held him down by my boot, spitting on him for good measure.

My phone started ringing in my back pocket. I checked the screen to see who was calling me at this hour.

Phone call: Blondie

“Sit still, this is an important phone call.” I dug my boot in deeper.

I answered, blood smearing on my phone as I swiped. “Hello?” My voice was a light, excited purr in response to her choosing to call me. Thank God I put my number in her phone.

Her voice was on edge, but still so sweet to hear. “Hey, so I need to cash in that delivery promise right now.”

The idiot under my boot squirmed as he tried to get out from under me. I bent down and pressed my knee into his chest–we weren’t done here. “Like, right now?”

A moment of silence filled her end of the call. Was she going to retract? “What are you doing?”

Ah, I made too much noise with the little idiot. “Nothing, Blondie. I’ll be over with your delivery in...” I checked the time while covering his mouth. No way I’d let him interrupt my girl finally reaching out to me for once. “An hour, tops. See you soon.”

I hung up quickly and smacked him across the face.