CANNON
FUUCK! I lied. I fucked clients and I fucked them hard.But she wasn`t a regular client. She was spoilt, she got on my nerves for the short span of time we were together and worse, she was the fucking mayor`s daughter. Fucking her would only land me in hot soup and the type of shit they wrote on tabloids.I sauntered in the kitchen taking a bottle of water to calm my thirst and my hard as fuck cock. Not only was her insanely thin body a fucking turn-on, her attitude drove me bonkers. That smart mouth of hers made me think stupid shit like kissing her. Shit I didn`t think about when I drove my cock inside a woman.And when she stared at me as if she was begging to get fucked, I almost lost all the scruples our boss and ex-military Berkely had instilled in us.“Don`t even think about it, Cannon”, I scolded feeling my dick harden at the sight of those doe hazel eyes peering at me as if I was some sort of hero or a prince.I was far from being a hero. A hero didn`t kill for pleasure and that`s what I did. Enlisting at the age of eighteen, I deployed for training in the marines as a way of getting away from my father`s abusive ass. Three years later, I pulled the trigger at battle fields for sport, not for my country but for my own satisfaction.Killing those bloody fuckers gave me pleasure until it was taken away from me. A fucking IED detonated in front of our vehicle and I was the only one who walked out alive. My brothers, God rest their souls, hadn`t been so lucky.One year later, I was a fucking security detail together with other fallen marines. Though security detail was short for bodyguard and we all knew it. It still gave me pleasure being able to walk around with a gun on my side and having women to fuck every week for a night.My burner phone rang against the counter and I fucking exhaled hoping for some good news.“What`s up?” I barked expecting to hear my boss’ voice on any updates about the whole issue with the cartel and the mayor.Even with his daughter in my room, I still questioned what sort of fool our mayor was. Running with the cartel and then betraying them wasn`t something a sane man did. Especially if it was Giovanni`s cartel.The fucker owned the biggest cartel in Florida and no one crossed him. The police themselves looked the other way at any illegal shit he did and the mayor fucking burnt Giovanni`s warehouses downtown? He was a dead man and his daughter as clueless as she was of the situation, was in danger.And I as cursed as I was, I happened to be the bodyguard at her side hiding her from the said cartel men.I was doomed.“If you can still talk that means she hasn`t broken yet. Damn, Cannon you are a tough motherfucker aren`t you?”Fucking moron.“Put Berkely on the phone”“can`t”, he said coyly. I could already guess the grin on his face at my predicament. I could bet my lucky bullet that the fuckers at headquarters were gossiping about me like a bunch of chicks at a luau party. Stuck with Nicole Montenegro was everyone`s nightmare and it was slowly starting to become mine.“Not in the fucking mood for games, Jason”“I wish I was playing games. Berkely`s off racing against time to get the mayor to safety. Pindrop and Blaze are trying to take down Giovanni`s men. Flames is on a covert mission somewhere in Russia. I can`t pinpoint the location of the rest but I’m the only man left standing at HQ”“What am I supposed to do with her?”“You are worried about her? Cannon, you need fucking back up incase shit gets real. Giovanni`s men are after her too”“My place is safe”The last place Giovanni `s men would try to look for her was here. I just had to keep a safe distance from her and at the same time watch over her as if I was her rich nanny.“You`ve learned nothing from me, rookie”, Jason chuckled and I should have hung up but I entertained him. Jason bates was the happiest pretty boy I had ever come across and a real pain in the ass but he never said shit that wasn`t true. That`s why I disliked his ass.“If we`ve all learned anything from working with Nicole Montenegro is that she is the real danger. That chick attracts trouble like lice. And rule number one about being her bodyguard, you don`t fucking leave her out of your sight” “Fuck!” I cussed hanging up the phone and the minute I turned around…a saucepan. A saucepan of all things smacked my face and I fell to the ground.The irony wasn`t lost as I thought about all the shit, I had been hit with over the years. Barrel of a rifle to my neck in Kirghizstan. Two IEDs near my legs. A fucking hand grenade at our camp in Afghanistan and yet none of those times did I ever got knocked out.Ten years later someone had succeeded in knocking me out with a saucepan. A saucepan for God`s sake!I pressed my hands against the kitchen floor using them to stand up. The ringing in my ears intensified and I touched the place on my head she smacked at. Yap, that was going to leave a bump.Pulling a tablet from the top shelf, I turned it on eyeing the brunette trying to escape in my heavily guarded fortress. I had to admit she had guts. Smacking me like that. Catching me unaware, I almost applauded her but I couldn`t fucking control what I would do next.I would punish her.I would bend her over my knee and show her who was boss.I would slap her ass so hard that pretty soon she would be begging me to stay.Nicole Montenegro, she was a handful and I would break her. I would tone down that little spoilt attitude of hers and unravel her like an onion with layers.Three minutes later I was out standing at my patio watching the mayor`s daughter trying to reach for my backyard wall dressed in nothing but my jeans and one of my tank tops. It was almost amusing. Amusing to see her five and a half height try to reach for a wall that was practically seven feet or so.“You should have shot me instead of smacking me with a pan”, I stated and she spun around looking like she`d seen a ghost. I wish I was a ghost and not me at the moment because the me standing in front of her was agitated.And she didn`t want to see me agitated. I wasn`t the fun fucking uncles at parties. Hell, I wasn`t the tolerating all type of shit kind of guy. I didn`t have time for spoilt snobs and she`d just tested me. Tested my limits.“Cannon”, she purred my name softly and even though that was supposed to delay me from punishing her, my eyes still carried the same look of rage and disdain.“I just wanted to go home”, she said searching for my eyes but I didn`t give her the time day.“Normal people ask for permission. They don`t fucking whack people in the head”, I thundered and she took a step back gazing at the fake grass on my backyard.“I know”“I’m not like the weak ass bodyguards you used to play around with, Montenegro”, I thrashed and she still didn`t face me, “and when I speak to you, you look at me, damn it!”And her rich brown gleaning eyes peered at me suddenly and I stayed neutral pretending I didn`t feel shit.“I have a life to get back to. What did you expect me to do?”A life to get back to. A fucking criminal cartel Lord wanted to kill her for her father`s misdeeds!“I expected you to sit tight and not act like the fucking brat you were yesterday! You think I like being here with you? You think I like watching a 24-year-old woman like a fucking child because she`s too immature to be left alone?”“I never asked you to take care of me!” she cried, tears falling down her cheeks with her little hands clenched into fists.I didn`t intend to make her cry or rile her up so bad that her bust heaved up and down under my tank top as if she was trying so hard to breath. This was why I never settled for the melodramatic rich as fuck clients. I didn`t do drama and I hated drama as much as I hated snobs.But someone had to get through to her. If we were going to live together, I couldn’t put up with these types of shenanigans. What was next? She would gut me in my sleep?“Well, your father paid handsomely to take care of you and I don`t care whether you want to go home or not. You are staying here till I’m told otherwise”“I hate you”, she spat acidly.“As long as I get paid, I couldn`t give a shit about your feelings for me”, I retorted, “get back in the house, Montenegro”Her eyes turned away from me and I caught her gaze. Did she really think she could make a run for it to the little gate and jump over it. If she planned on doing it, then she was crazier than I first thought.Her eyes adamant, her movement suggestive on what I had predicted, I warned her.“You try to run and I’ll catch you. I`ll catch up to you and the minute I do, I’ll take you inside the house and I’ll spank that little ass of yours till it`s sore”I didn`t think she would do it but the little minx started running and within seconds I was running after her.NICOLEMy face morphed into shock. I was running. I was fucking running from a man who was two times my size and probably faster.They probably ran miles and miles during training in the army and to him I must have been a measly insect trying to think I could outrun him. The shock got eaten by the fear and that`s what it took for me to assure myself that I could do this.I was no Hollywood stuntman or woman for that matter, but I could jump over the small gate. I was small and light weighed all I had to do was keep up the pace.Arms pumping, the balls of my bare feet keeping me balanced, adrenaline pumping me through me like a fix, I ran. But the constant awareness that he was right behind me gnawed on me like a hopper on sweet grass. Panic surged through me; I could hear his heavy padded feet slam the grass without mercy.Trying to up my confidence I glanced over my shoulder and instead of seeing him behind him, the fucker ran next to me.Eyes up ahead, his breathing smooth, his musc
CANNONEIGHT HOURS.She was in there for eight God damn hours and that made me angsty and angry as ever. She didn`t get the right to be mad, I did. I was the fucking moron running after her. I was the fucking moron worrying over her safety. Worrying over her stubbornness getting both of us killed.I spanked her but I didn`t fuck her and that like every woman I had denied the chance to suck me off, made her mad. I regretted it though; God knew I wanted to do more than slap that ass.It took every bit of restraint not to sink my cock inside that wet pussy of hers. God damn it! I hated how my cock twitched for her, how my body reacted to her as if she was some special woman.I never did special. I never believed in that love shit because it didn`t exist. There was no special pussy that would change me or my ways. I knew myself and I took glory in who I was. All women were the same and all pussies were the same.If she wanted to starve herself then she might as well have because I didn`t
NICOLE`I DON`T FUCK clients`It was all coming together and I felt like a homewrecker lusting over a married man.“Damn it, Nance! Can`t. I got a client. What do you mean Sy has a fever? Fine, I`m on my way over”That statement ran in my head for more minutes than I could count.Hot muscular grumpy Cannon had a wife and a kid. A kid who had a fever and we were rushing to get to. I didn`t think that a man like him had a family.He didn`t look like the type of man to settle down and as soon as I thought about it, I felt like whipping myself for having a thing for him. Though I couldn`t call it a thing, it was more of a sexual fantasy of having him on top of me, his crude words making me come, his guttural voice making my core drip and his dick.Oh God, that big dick doing sinful very sinful things to me.“You, okay?”He asked and I stayed mute nodding my head. I hated that look of concern in his eyes. No man looked at me like that, like he wanted to worship my body, punish me and someho
CANNONCOME THE FUCK ON. She really thought I didn`t want to fuck her? That was the one thing going in my fucking mind since I saw her naked.And spoilt? Not gonna lie, I thought she was spoilt the very first time I saw her but that changed the minute she tried to bribe me with money and sex with a slightly unsure look on her.Spoilt princesses didn't bribe someone with sex with an unsure face. I had a fucked a few to know the difference between lying and trying to sound tough and she was the lot that was trying to survive by putting up a wall of bad decisions and a trail of bad shit like being naked in a music festival for attention. Plus I doubt she had money to bribe me perse. Her dad was the one funding this whole bullshit babysitting, so money was a no.But sex? I was tempted. So fucking tempted.Guns and sex were my life and I was fucking satisfied but here I was years later, worshipping a pussy like it was the only shit and anchor holding me together.I didn`t think.With her, t
NICOLE“I know that face. He said something mean to you, didn`t he?”“He can be an ass but Callan`s a good man”“Being in the marines made him like that. Once he returned, he didn`t trust anybody and he didn`t let anyone except me get to see the real him”“Whatever he did or said to you, I apologize for it”“You seem like a good girl, Nicole not what those journalists published about you. You don`t look like a junkie to me? Heck, you`ve only said good things about me and my house since you got here”“I saw how you two were looking at each other. I don`t even want to ask why you have his clothes on you but if something`s going on, give him time. Don`t give up on him”Nancy had said all that to me before a stray bullet hit her from the back and she collapsed right in front of me. I had never been so scared and petrified in my whole entire life like at that very moment. Then all hell broke loose when two men appeared behind me gagging me before I could scream and warn Cannon, we had comp
CANNONFUCKIN HELL. I was going to find those motherfuckers and I would kill them.“You’ll have to stay with Noah for a little while”, I touched the kid who hadn’t stopped crying since his mother got pulled up in an ambulance.“I want to go with you, Uncle Cal”And my heart weighed like a fucking stone in my body. I had brought my shit to my sister’s porch and they were fucking paying the price. I shouldn’t have brought her here; I shouldn’t have fucking let my guard down and mixed my work with my personal life.I still had Nance`s blood on my hands and although I hadn’t cried like my nephew, my hands shook. Other people`s blood I could handle but not my sister’s. “Hey, I’ll come back for you, okay? Once I find the men that did this to your mom, I’ll come for you. We like Uncle Noah, right? He’ll protect you till mom gets better”And the kid let go of my leg as Gunner lifted him off the ground taking him in his hands. Tipping his chin at me he took Sy in his car and I fucking let a g
NICOLE“UNCLE GIOVANNI?” The need to run to him was great but my legs remain rooted. The man in front of me wasn’t the same man who’d come to our living room with a bunch of goodies for me and called me his sweet little niece.No, he wasn’t.The man in front of me was something far darker. His eyes glided down my cleavage and remained there the corners of his mouth stretching to a smirk. I stood there feeling as intimidated and as naked as ever. His hooded eyes had this gaze that made me swallow an invisible lump with fear.“You even more beautiful than I remember”, he commented standing up from the overpriced couch, his eyes never leaving mine for a second. The man who’d hit me earlier took a few steps back leaving me under the scrutiny of my supposed not blood related uncle who eyed me like a butcher in a slaughter house.“Uncle Giovanni—I-I don’t understand what’s happening but please let me go. Daddy will apologize for whatever he’s done” Because suddenly everything was clicking
CANNONKILL HIM FOR A SECOND TIME.I felt like killing that piece of shit for a second time as I glanced at her sleeping in my bed like a fucking princess and not the spoilt brat I knew of.I had fucked up the mission but I didn’t give a shit because Giovanni Vincenzo was six feet under. Taking down the sixteen guards at his compound was like a piece of fucking cake.Giovanni was a fool by hiring rookies who couldn’t hold their damn rifles well. Once I got a clear shot, I had shot him. I didn’t give a fuck if Flames wanted to be the one to end the damn bastard’s life or not.The minute I saw his dirty as fuck hands on her, my anger flared and I did the one thing I had come to do in his compound. Shoot his ass.My phone rang and I hesitantly picked it up leaving the bedroom.“What?”“How’s she?”Bad. Worse. Still unconscious.“Fucker didn’t do much damage to her”, I said scrubbing a hand over my face.“Got some bad news, Cannon”When was there not bad news?“One guard escaped. Berkely i