I sit waiting, and they seem to be taking a while, and I have to wonder if this Mr Lewis guy is putting up a fight? I open the file we have on him, and it seems like he stopped all payments once he realised my father had died.
Yet he still used his immunity, killing a guy and walking free. So he uses the immunity I give and then refuses to pay? I sit and read his file. It is interesting. While his garage is legal, he does a lot that isn't legal. He needs us to keep him out of prison, to keep him having immunity.
Hopefully, just the threat of removing that immunity will make him pay up and behave. He is only twenty-five, yet he has grown in his city a lot. He has connections, from what I can see, connections to many people and businesses.
Why would he not pay? Was it simply because he believed now my father had died, no one would bother him? Did he know I took over and just sees me as a weak female? That is one belief I will need to destroy if he does.
"Miss." I look up to Dwayne. "Mr Lewis is here." He steps out of the way, and I watch as Mr Lewis walks in. He clearly was disturbed at work, and he is covered in grease and oil. Still in filthy clothes and not looking pleased either. I watch as George and Sam walk in and stand close by me.
"Please sit, Mr Lewis." I point to the seat, his eyes going to George and Sam.
"What, are you worried I am going to try to kill her or something?" He looks towards George and Sam as he sits down.
"They are here for my protection regardless of who is in the room," I explain while trying to smile at him. My eyes go over his body. He is nice. Somehow the filthy biker look is turning me on. Wait, what am I doing? "Do you know why you're here?" I look at his face and try to keep my eyes off his body.
"Not hard to guess. Daddy's little princess is trying to run the city, and what? Force me to pay a debt that was owed to him, not you." He shrugs his shoulders like he sees me as nothing.
"Please do not call me little princess again!" I find that worse than these guys staring at my damn body and drooling. Little princes! Who the hell does he think he is?
"Is my conception of you wrong? If it is, please just say, but we all knew your mother was the queen and didn't get her hands dirty, and we all know you will follow her steps."
"Mr Lewis, your conception is very wrong and off. You used the power of my name for immunity recently yet have the guts not to pay?" I look at him, trying not to get into an argument over stupid things right now, like him seeing me as weak.
"Well, your father, Ray, died. Things went awfully quiet, princess, and of course, we all knew this city is no longer run by the Pierces because there is none left. Just you, and running a city isn't any job for a princess." He smiles, yet his eyes constantly go to George and Sam.
"George, Sam, can you two wait outside please." If he sees I am not afraid to be sat alone with him, it might help. He might see me as someone who isn't scared so easily. They both look at me, shocked, and I point to the door watching as they walk out.
"So, Mr Lewis, the way I see it is you either pay or lose your immunity. Every piece of evidence that was lost against you will be found." All it takes is one click, one click, and the police have all the evidence again to lock him up.
"Is that how you work, princess? Threat someone's immunity, threaten to have them locked up? You work different to your father, and he made it known we had no choice but to pay." He seems smug like he can win against me.
"Is there a choice? I am sure I have given you no choice but to pay Mr Lewis because the alternative is to lose your life." I stand and walk around my desk to face him, and he just laughs.
"You see, me getting locked up does not help you. You still won't get the money, and that is where you and your father are different."
He is pushing as if he really believes I won't hurt him. He underestimates me. I step forward, and he simply smiles at me while staying perfectly still, unphased and unaware of just how I do business. I stop right in front of him.
"You will pay by tomorrow midday, or there will be consequences." He needs to take my words and accept this is real, and he can't push me around like I am weak.
"Make me, princess." He grins wider.
Moving, I swing my fist, watching as it connects to his nose, making him jump back in his seat, his eyes widening. I slide my hand down and grab out the knife pressing it against his neck as my hand tangles into his hair.
"How about this, does it make you want to fucking pay?" I glare at him. I have had enough of being called princess!
He laughs, his eyes widening. "Do you think no one has held a knife to my throat before?" He moves, pushing forward on the blade. "Blades don't scare me, princess."
Well, I guess I go to my father level. I push him back and climb onto him, the tip of the knife digging against his neck, and the blood drips free.
"How about this, imagine someone strapped to this chair, unable to move. Me here sat on them, the knife against their throat, only I don't stop, I fucking pull and ruin their pretty neck. You don't have many weaknesses Mr Lewis, but Jessie sure is one and if that payment isn't in the account by tomorrow, guarantee she is dead."
I watch as his eyes widen and his body goes stiff. He cares about her. I worked that out from the information we have on him. "Now, is this more like how my Daddy did it?"
"No, you're fucking crazy! He would never threaten Jessie."
"Good, because now you understand I am not a weak woman, I am not a woman scared to get her hands dirty or to kill someone who ignores my warnings! She won't be the first I kill or the last Mr Lewis, so that money needs to be in the bank by tomorrow." I look at him, waiting, watching as he nods. "And no more princess. If less you accept, this princess is a badass and crazy and will kill every person you care for and love."
"Consider me staying in line, princess." His words are quiet as I keep the point of the blade pressed firmly against his neck. My eyes on it, watching the tiny drop of blood run down his neck, my eyes slowly looking across her body as my breathing hitches. He is wild, and smells it as well.
"Like what your eyes are eating princess?" His voice a growl.
My head snaps up, shit! I move back and step away from him feeling the wetness between my legs. "You can go, payment by tomorrow night Mr Lewis. I also want you to check in every few days." He seems like someone who will pack up little Jessie and hide her to get out of paying.
"Do all the men get such a luxury option?" He grins at me as he stands.
"Don't think you're special. I don't trust you and that is why I want to keep a closer eye on you." Maybe it is wrong and I shouldn't? I just sat on him, which was fine, until I started looking across his body and craving him. Craving him so much I got wet thinking about him.
I stand looking at her waiting. She says it is to watch me, yet her eyes were clearly checking me out. Lingering all too long on my body as she straddled me with that damn blade pushed against my neck. As she forgot her plan, her body had pushed closer to mine, the blade digging deeper."I felt privileged Miss Pierce, for a moment there I thought you wanted to be around me more." I smile at her as I step forward. "Wanted more than just me to pay off what I owe." I step forward again, god she teased me."You have it wrong. Money by tomorrow, and check in every few days. It was nice to see you, Mr Lewis, hopefully, next time it is on better terms and not me having to get someone to drag you here." She stands looking at me like she is waiting for me to leave.I step forward until I am in front of her. "Something tells me you would enjoy dragging me back here. That you enjoy me pushing you until you feel like you have to go to the extreme to prove you're not w
I'm there. Right back there seeing her above me. Feeling her grind against me. She is a fucking tease. One I need to fuck, even just once."Right here Diesel, you could have me right here and now." I hear Jessie's words and feel her body pushing towards mine. "Look at me Diesel, I dare you to." Her words are tempting. "You could always fuck me and imagine I am her." I keep my eyes closed, still seeing her there. Seeing the look in her eyes, hearing that small moan that escaped her mouth."DIESEL!" I open my eyes to see Jessie stood naked, shit. "Are you still going to refuse? You have me here naked right now, to fuck."Maybe it is a foolish move? But she is in my head and won't leave, and Jessie, well she just keeps throwing herself at me naked. Moving, I slam her against the wall, my lips attacking hers as I moan. My hands feel across her body and this is so fucked up. Fucked up because in my head I see her, I see her above me, the blade, I don't see J
I watch as he walks out of my office. What the hell was that? I stay standing, staring at the chair where he had sat. The chair where for some reason he got a reaction from me. He made me want him. By what?I look at the chair considering it. He did nothing diferent to the other guys. Many acted like him, so why did I feel like that? All I can come to is thinking it is him. He is the reason. I don't need to check on him as long as I get that payment tomorrow. So why did I tell him to ensure he checks in every few days?Part of me knows it is because I want to see him again, I want to touch him, fuck me. Which is crazy. No man can come into this life. All the men will see this as fun, a way to gain power and take power from me.I won't stand down or become my mother. I don't want that. This is my city and I know most men will walk into here and a relationship and take over. They will expect me to sit quietly and do as I am told and nothing more.No, I want
I wave to the guy as he drives the shitty car out of my garage. Grateful it is gone. After yesterdays events today I just want a quiet day. I sit back in the seat and relax. Work is quiet, or kind of. "Hey, you got it?" I look towards Dean and nod. "Yes, shut the door." He closes it and walks farther in. "This is the location to collect it from. Here are the keys. Had a fresh paint, licence plates changed, heres the docs." I hand him the keys and papers. "Ten k right?" He looks at me. "That is what we agreed for the car." He places the envelope down and walks out. It's a side business, kind of. I have a guy working for me outsidde the city. He takes a car, I clean it up, refresh it and sell it. They know it is stolen but ten k for a decent car that would cost ten times that is a good deal. I get to work on fixing the car that was brought in this morning. Hours passing as I do. My mind goes to Serena. I hear his bike first, then his boots stomp
I sit and look at the screen. He paid, but he paid less than he was meant to. Why? I feel annoyed, maybe because it means now I have to find him. Sure I can send some guards to get him and bring him back but that clearly didn't work last time.So, this time I will go. I find myself working most of the day, most people have heard about Sam so they are all too eager to agree and pay. It means I barely have to threaten anyone, which is great because I know Mr Lewis will put up a fight.Why not pay? That is what I don't understand. If he didn't have enough why not say that when he was here? The only reason I can find or think of is he is trying to push me, does he want a reaction?I watch as Dwayne walks in."She brought a baby." He looks at me and is clearly pissed off."And? I don't see the issue, why is that an issue?""She should know to come alone. She brought the baby as a way to try protect herself." He stands clearly annoyed."Oh,
Waking, I roll over to find my bed empty. Just like always, Mel has this thing where she dissapears before I wake. It kind of confirms that this is nothing more than sex. I climb out of bed and walk to the kitchen, the empty bottles laid on the kitchen side.That is strange, normally she grabs them as she leaves. Shaking it off I walk to the bathroom, I don't remember last night. I do, actually. I remember the resturant, Serena's eyes on me as I came.I remember so much of that, then we got back here, drank, and spoke. Then nothing. I laugh slightly. Maybe drinking that much was the wrong thing. It's Sunday, so today I will just sit and relax.I hear the knocking and groan, or not relax. Walking to the door I open it and watch as Rooster walks in. I watch as he throws himself down on the ctair. His foot tapping, I have a bad feeling about this.I go to close the door and it gets stopped, I look up and see Jessie. Okay, was I that drunk I did something, me
I don't know why I agreed, but I did. His words were real, what happened in the resturant had an effect on me and nothing I say will change that. It was messed up, I shouldn't have found it alluring or a turn on.I stand looking in the mirror, unsure of why I keep getting changed. It is a business meeting, not a date. Even if he sees it as a date, it is nothing more than a business meeting. I glance to the dresses on the other side, pulling the hangers across and moving the clothes I pick one up.Elegent and red, the dress is tight and the plunging v line comes low. Just as the slit up the side comes up hight. Deciding to wear it I put it on and get ready.Stepping out Dwayne is waiting."Miss Pierce." His eyes stay on my face and I nod to him. "The car is waiting, how many guards would you like?" He stands and walks behind me."Just two, outside. They are not required inside the resturant." It is business, and I don't like talking business with my
I watch her leave and all I can do is smile, I am getting closer even if she doesn't realise it. Even if she refuses to accept the move, I am getting closer. I spent the morning digging up information.There was barely any there. She has dated a few people but nothing serious and it has me wondering why? There has to be a reason, so I will keep trying to find out what. She has secrets, but I am guessing those secrets we're shared close. So close they will die with her like they had her father."Well?" I look up to see Mel sit down."She loves me, what can I say?" I laugh as she joins in."Yeah, right. However, I found out something." She moves and gets closer, bringing up Facebook I look at her confused. "Just wait." I do, and I watch as she scrolls through and pulls up a profile, scrolling through it is pretty much blank.No profile picture, no town, no city nothing. All the posts are generic. Until she stops and I tilt my head."That's Ser