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Chapter 86: Prince Of The City
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The Spitfire Chapter 87: Prince Of The City
I playfully begged her not to off the poor woman. The fact is; Mouth has a spreadsheet on every person who has anything to do with our son's school. She ain't collecting that shit to invite them over for tea. "Mouth, your pregnant ass can't fight, let me handle it okay." "What're you gonna do Shane? Talk her to death?" I ignored her snippy ass and went back to entertaining my kid. Mouth had lasted two years before I bred her ass again, not from lack of my trying. Her body just seems to work that way, because as soon as Lily turned two, I bred her ass again. I think it has something to do with her nursing shit. I heard the hospice rejects pulling my back door before they trooped into my damn house. Her old man headed straight for my kid and took her off my lap. I'm tired of threatening him over that shit too; no one listens to me anymore. Poppy dropped down on the chair beside me while uncle Al checked the pots like this was the fucking local eatery. "What's wrong w
The Spitfire Chapter 1: Prologue
"Patrick, I need a solid old friend." "Roberto, is that you? How the hell are you, my friend? It's been ages. I hear you're having a little headache out your way. Is that what this is about? You need I should get some of my people on it?" "Nah, paisan, I've got it covered. It's my baby girl; you remember Arianna, yes?" "Little Arianna, is she still such a spitfire?" "Mama Mia, if the enemy's bullet doesn't cut me down, that child will do it, I swear." "A handful, huh." "And then some, that's why I'm calling; I need to send her to you for safekeeping until I send my enemies to hell where they belong. This fucking gumbah Vasili is a pain in the ass. Now he's not only greedy but stupid. Word is him, and his brother has concocted some scheme to force my little angel into marriage with one of their sons." "Unethical, who would do such a thing to a young girl? What is she seventeen, eighteen?" "She just turned eighteen, but that
The Spitfire Chapter 2: Prince Of The City
My name is Shane Flanagan. Those who know me, and even some who don't, fear me. In my line of work, this is a good thing, a very good thing. You see, I'm a very bad man, bad to the motherfucking bone. I make no excuses for myself. I would stomp a motherfucker just for fun. Well, maybe not so much these days, but when I was younger, yeah. Now I would shoot a motherfucker for stepping on my kicks, and it didn't matter if they were Chucks or Gucci. It all depended on what kind of mood I was in and who's doing the mother fucking stepping. But I digress, as I was saying, people feared me all over this fucking place. So tell me then why this little slip of a girl thought she could mouth off at me and get away with it? Now, this Arianna Rossi is a real pain in the ass, know what I mean? She lived upstairs of this pub that I'd just requisitioned from its previous owner. I needed her place for something else, so she had to go. It's not like I was
The Spitfire Chapter 3: ARIANNA
That's right, Ari, dig your grave just that much deeper by being a smart ass. "Are you on some kind of medication for this shit lady?" "What shit, you think I'm crazy cause I'm not afraid of you, Capone?" He put his head in his hands and started muttering under his breath. I think he was saying the Latin mass sounded like something I'd heard in church eons ago. "Babe, seriously answer the fucking question so we can both get on with our lives." "What difference does it make, you're not going to believe me over your precious brother anyway, and I hate wasting my breath. You never know when you'll end up in an enclosed room with no air, and you'll wish you'd saved that wasted breath." Okay, I heard that loud and clear this time; he'd muttered an insult under his breath but not far enough under. He's been doing that the whole time. "Well, if you wish I'd save my breath this time, stop asking me questions." I was on a roll, I think. The big gu
The Spitfire Chapter 4: Prince Of The City
What the hell am I gonna do with this girl, she was driving me batty, and that was saying a lot. With two sisters who cornered the market on bitchy, I have my fair share of experience dealing with this shit, but 'Mouth ' took the fucking cake. I've never met anyone like her, neither man nor woman. If she'd been a dude, I would've capped her ass already, just for the aggravation alone. She was one cool customer, too, this one. I know she was afraid, not scared shitless, but she wasn't stupid enough not to appreciate the danger, not to fear me, but she held up well. No one would ever suspect to hear that mouth of hers. When my second lieutenant and brother-in-law Anthony showed up with a hobbling James, I was ready to be done with this shit. Not with her, but with the situation. Her I think I will be dealing with for a long time to come. "You!" the dumb fuck started off on the wrong foot already. Pointing at 'Mouth' with a scowl whi
The Spitfire Chapter 5: Prince Of The City
She left the room, that hot ass of hers hugged sweetly in those tight as fuck jeans, damn. I almost licked my lips. "You better check her bag when she comes back, bro." This was Mikey's suggestion as if I was too green to know that. "Thanks for the info." "That bad?" "Tony man, you have no idea. She makes our wives look like amateurs." Tony whistled between his teeth. "I think our bro here is in for a hell of a time; it'll be fun to see who comes out on top in this little war they got going on." "Shut the fuck up, Mikey, you two pussy whipped mother fuckers are just sad, watch and learn boys, watch and learn." The fucks fell all over themselves, laughing. Fuckers. "I want someone on her from now on." "Any particular reason?" Tony asked. "Because it's what I want, better make it, Tommy." Tommy was one of my best men. The woman was more trouble than she was worth; somehow, I don't think I'm the only o
The Spitfire Chapter 6: Prince Of The City
Way too much attitude in this one! "Listen, there's no catch okay, it's just that you're a young girl alone in the city. I have two sisters. If either one of them were in your position, I would want someone to look out for them. Sure, I could put you somewhere else, but this is the best I could come up with. It's secure, in the best neighborhood in our fine city, and it's close to the club you'll be working at." Quick thinking there, Flanagan, that sisters angle was fucking inspired, plus total bullshit, those two crazy broads could take down a motherfucker with sheer bitchiness alone. Just let her buy this shit so I can get her moved in as soon as possible. What about after you've fucked her and grown tired of her as you inevitably always do? I'll cross that fucking bridge when I get to it. She can be moved out as easily as she's moved in. I've never put a woman up in one of my places before. This was new territory for me; besides, I was
The Spitfire Chapter 7: Prince Of The City
In one week, Mouth has managed to alienate most of her co-workers, except the guys. They, of course, loved her, the girls, not so much. I got more complaints in the last few days than in the whole time I'd had this place. There was name-calling, put-downs, and what some called just plain rude. To hear it from the guys behind the bar and the kitchen staff, it was a different story. They couldn't sing her praises enough, and beyond that, two things. The customers loved the shit out of her, both men and women, and she was a fucking selling machine. She sold more top-shelf shit in one night than most of my girls sold in a week. She was making money for my place, and as evidenced by the tips on her credit card slips, she wasn't doing too bad herself. So my conclusion: jealousy. Don't get me wrong. I know Mouth is a pain in the ass. I heard her ask Vivienne if she was dropped on her head at birth because apparently one of Vivienne's regulars de
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