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Chapter 46: Prince Of The City
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The Spitfire Chapter 47: Prince Of The City
"He was, I wasn't, what if?" She shook like a leaf as she rambled; I knew what she was trying to say. We were almost ambushed she hadn't been prepared. Right now my only concern was the safety of her and our child. I knew enough to know that this type of stress wasn't good for them. "Babe, you gotta breathe, look at me, breathe in, hold it, breathe out, keep looking at me, there's nothing else, just you me and him." I put my hand over her flat tummy. "You with me, it's all about him, you get overexcited he doesn't stand a chance against that kind of stress, knock it back babe." I pulled out my phone while I held her against me. "I need clean up at my place." I closed the phone and headed to the couch with her in my arms. We sat like that until she calmed down and I could think once more. "I'm done.""Thank fuck." I knew what she meant; she was done with her vigilante bullshit."Are you still gonna leave me?""The bag's empty Mouth.""The...you..."
The Spitfire Chapter 48: ARIANNA
Mob boy has lost his damn mind, he actually ordered these guys to come and pack us up. No sooner had the dead goon's carcass been dragged away than these beef necked hoods, (I know a hood when I see one) were at the door with boxes and scowls that would scare small children. "Mrs. Flanagan....""Come on in guys." He answered from behind me before I could correct the man's assumption that I was the little wife. I heard a whispered 'is that her' before the three men turned and looked at me before being hustled off by the Don."What have you been telling these people about me?" "Uh Mouth, we're not known for bow and arrows around these parts, two in quick succession and obviously by the same hand will bring speculation and being in our line of business, we have to keep up on the latest news if you know what I mean. So if you didn't want people knowing you as the Archer, you should've kept your ass in the house." "Aren't you afraid I'll pin you to the wall nex
The Spitfire Chapter 49: Prince Of The City
"Wait Poppy, you knew about this shit?" He didn't have to answer; the guilty flush on his face said it all. "Never mind, carry on." I held the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger where I could feel a headache coming on. "Well, as I was saying, we think just cutting her off cold turkey might not be the way to go, you see, you have to wean her off these things, little by little, it's like you, you can't just go legit, you have to maneuver things around and set things up just right before that can happen, just as with her...." "Poppy what bullshit, it's only the business part of things that takes time, but I can keep myself from going out and offing a motherfucker if I choose to." "Yeah, then why do you have guys in Chicago right now?" "Because those fucks back there are a threat to my wife and besides if I don't do it, she will and I'd be damned if I let that happen." "Son, you're forgetting one thing." "And what's that Rossi
The Spitfire Chapter 50: Prince Of The City
"Fuck, shit, fuck, fuck." "Mouth what the fuck? She'd scared me awake with her screaming, there were torn books and magazines all over the place and her pillow was a feathery mess on the floor. "What's gong on?" "I can't do this shit, it's driving me fucking crazy." "What's driving you crazy babe?" "All this wedding shit, I'm buried under tulle and organza and what the fuck...." "Buried, who's buried, who'd you ice now Mouth?" Why that should cause crazy lady to try to brain me with a lamp is anybody's guess but that's what I get for sleeping with a nut job. "Nobody's been buried you ass, it's material, it's what they make wedding dresses out of. I can't, I just....arrgggghhhhhhh....." I was off the bed and pulling her into me before she could pull her hair out at the roots. "Stop baby, what's going on?" I tried talking over her screams and pulling her hands out of her hair. "Mommy, I want my mommy." "What the fuc
The Spitfire Chapter 51: Prince of The City
Hoping that she'd stay asleep long enough for me to do what needed to be done I went to answer the door. I didn't even want to leave her for the few minutes it took to do that but at least I had the monitor with me. My first sight of the two reprobates had me seeing red; my first inclination was to wrap my hands around their fucking throats and squeeze but I wouldn't get any answers that way so I reeled it in. "Flanagan, what the fuck?" "What happened to her mother?" No preambles; I didn't have time for that shit, I wanted answers, needed them in fact and now. I saw the faltered steps in both men; the little sideways look that was fleeting but not quick enough for me to miss. They brushed pass me to get inside still not uttering a word; that's not how this was going to go down; I've been pretty lenient with these fuckers up 'til now but I had no problem showing them why I was who I am for so long, family or not, when it comes to her all fucking bets are off;
The Spitfire Chapter 52: Prince Of The City
Whether she heard me in her sleep or not, was still left to be seen, but she was sure acting differently. She'd awakened from her drug-induced slumber like nothing happened. I kept watching and waiting for some sort of relapse but she was like a woman with a plan. Suddenly she was into wedding plans and babies; she was like a whirlwind all of a sudden with enough energy to keep me hopping. It was so astounding that I put her guards on high alert because who knows what the fuck she could get up to. I had to leave her for a little while to go see about business but I didn't plan to be gone long; I'd used my phone and my extensive network of contacts to do some digging into her shit, first things first. I'd decided to put my shit on ice for the next little while, this shit that was fucking with her head was way more important than some congressman that was holding out for more. Her father and uncle had given me all the latest info they had on the guy who'd done her m
The Spitfire Chapter 53: Prince Of The City
"Am I paying you to be a fucking cook?" "Don't take it out on them it's not their fault.""Yeah, well you just cost them their jobs.""Wha...you can't, Shane don't do that." She looked back and forth between me, and them; uh huh, I've got you now, found your weak spot. I left the kitchen like I was really mad. I'd given the guys the look to let them know I was playing her, I couldn't very well fault them for this, she gets the drop on me too; it seems there's no way to contain the murderous little deviant. She followed me out of the kitchen pleading with me not to fire the boys, I could tell that this was going to be my life, I could tell her to quit this shit a million times I could threaten I could lock her ass up somewhere, she'd still find a way. There was only one thing to do. "Get packed, we're going to Chicago." She stopped short; "You're kicking me out, you can't kick me out...." I rolled my eyes again, since when had I picked up her
The Spitfire Chapter 54: Prince Of The City
"My ass, get back here." I made a grab for her but she evaded me with a laugh. Music to my fucking ears! I nabbed her around her middle just as she opened the door to make a run for it.I wouldn't put it past her to try an end run around me and go to her dad and uncle. And I was just as sure those two old fucks would give her what she wanted. I'm trying to get her out and they're finding ways to keep her in. I hugged her to me until her laughter subsided, just enjoying being close, taking her scent into my lungs. Fuck knows she'd be back to her shit soon enough. Pain in the ass! She rubbed her head against my chest like a kitten. It always fucks with my head that someone so strong could become so soft in my arms. She let me hold her for a few minutes before she got antsy. I was learning the signs little by little. I would need to in order to break down all her barriers. I didn't fool myself for one damn second that it will be easy to tame her murdering ass. Planting my
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