Roxana was grumpy and fretful after the doctor left, and I knew most of it was due to the fact that I'd kept her up all night and into the early morning, plus the added excitement of the last few hours. Still, I had to fight her to stay in bed, which she did only after I manhandled her stubborn ass into compliance. I learned a neat new trick in the meantime and feel no shame in using that sh*t to my advantage going forward.It seems like as much as she wants to deny both mine and the doctor's assumption that she's pregnant, the mere possibility has put her in a bind. The very mention of her needing to rest because of her condition, something I have no idea about, to be honest, was enough to make her settle down and do as she's told.Since it was my first time seeing an obedient Roxana, I'm not yet a hundred percent sure that it wasn't a fluke, but I can't wait to test it out. Now I find myself looking back at her every few minutes from my place at the desk where I was once again go
Why do I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop in this place? I feel like I've fallen down the rabbit hole, but I've never done drugs, not willingly at least, and not since the ones that had been foisted on me to keep me in line came to an end with my escape. Yet, it feels like I've lived ten lifetimes in the few days I've been here.I'm warily cautious of accepting both Jason and the doctor's words that I'm pregnant, but he seems so sure. Even the way he touched me just now was different, so there's no doubt that he believes his own words. I don't feel any different, obviously, since we'd only just started having sex, and as far as I know, it would be way too early to tell. But if I add up all the strange things that have transpired in the last few days, I guess this would fit right in."How are you feeling?" Mr. Lyon drew my attention from watching Jason's retreating back."I'm fine; why does everyone keep asking me that?""The longer you're here, the more you'll come to re
"Kat, lock down every f*ck these f*cks are up to their sh*t again." Swear to f*ck if one of my kids catch this sh*t I'm a level Washington, then I'm heading to the Hague to finish off the rest of these greedy f*cks. "Colt, what's wrong? What's going on?" She came running out of the kitchen with a look of fear on her face that I had not meant to put there. She is still so damn cute with her round ass and baby-feeding tits."Nothing's wrong, babe!" F*ck, when am I gonna learn how easily panicked she gets? I pulled her into my chest and kissed her hair before putting her away from me again."Where are the kids?" Thank f*ck they were almost outta school. This thing seemed to have a trickle-down effect, moving from state to state at rapid speed. Who knows when they're gonna make their way here.My phone rang in my pocket, and I pulled it to see Mancini's number in the readout. "Hank, what's good, brother?""Get your family ready, the plane will be there in two hours to get you."
Judge Timothy Bussfield dropped his suit jacket across the foot of his bed and loosened his tie on the way to the shower. He was trying to pace himself, but the coming evening promised to be one of the most pleasurable he's had in a while, and he was having a hard time keeping his excitement in check.It's been a while since he'd felt this way, a very long time. Maybe he was becoming jaded. Years of doing the same thing day in and day out with hardly any breaks in between could do that, make a thing you once loved seem mundane. He had no plans on stopping anytime soon, though, because even though there were lots of duds to be had, every once in a while, he found a gem.The image he'd seen earlier flashed across his mind, and his dick grew hard with renewed anticipation. He dropped the last of his clothes and reached into the shower to turn it on, making the water from the six-headed jets as hot as he could stand it. Ten minutes later, he stepped out of the steamy cubicle, towel
"Sh*t, this is harder than I expected it to be." Now that they were all here, spread out around the room looking at me expectantly, I found that my well-planned words weren't as easy to say as I thought they would be. I should've remembered that I was dealing with men who are basically just like me to the core and what that would mean in a situation like this.F*ck, I might as well start with the most difficult and work my way down. "Lyon, front and center." He was leaning against the wall, looking disinterested when not sneering at Thorpe, not sure why the fact that Gideon was dressed for the boardroom was bothering him, but then again, it doesn't take much."This isn't about the pandemic, is it?""No, sorry to get you here under false pretenses, but it was the best I could come up with on such short notice.""Okay, who do you need me to kill?" There were more than a few snickers around the room, but I'm pretty sure he was serious."No one, I need you to listen to me without
"Law, I'm sorry we moved too slowly to save your family. We didn't get to them in time to protect them...""Wait, wait, wait. Wasn't it old man Mallory who gave you my number?""Yes, Lyon, my uncle gave me your number." The light bulb went on, and he seemed to start connecting the dots."Did he always know? Is that why he protected me as a kid?""That's part of it. Though everyone wasn't part of the inside group, there were friends and family members who played a part. Just like we have today, Lyon, you have your guys, Thorpe, you have yours, and so do the rest of you.""If you take your time and go through your packets, you'll see that you're all pretty much following in the footsteps of your ancestors. It's a lot to take in for now, but before I let you go, there's one more thing." I opened another secret compartment and turned on another wall screen"What're all those numbers, Mancini? I' m going back to school in his bitch?""No Colton, those numbers represent the wor
There were a million f*cking kids on this island, but my little angel was in a basement reading a book, and this f*ck thought all was fine in the world, amateur. The men were already digging their teeth into the new case Mancini had thrown at them, but since I'm not much on grunt work, I stayed out of it.If they needed someone to help this f*ck off these dirty motherfuckers then I'm all in, but I usually leave the hunt to my guys who liked nothing better than sticking their noses in other people's sh*t . But something about the hits made me suspicious.I walked over to Mancini, who was still sitting behind his desk, fiddling around with sh*t . Who knows whose business he was sticking his damn nose into now. I haven't thought about the sh*t he'd revealed though my sons seemed to be getting a kick out of it. I let them have the sh*t to read over along with Todd the f*ck because it was giving me a headache.I've never been one for organizations of any kind and have no interest. The close
***Kat"The men seem kind of distracted to you?""When are they not distracted? If you ask me, it works perfectly with what we have to do.""I'm not sure Ginger-Lee; it seems a bit risky right now, don't you think?""What's risky, Illyana? Look, now is the perfect time. Look, who's not pregnant among us has just given birth, what exactly are you afraid they'll do to us?""She's got a point, and besides, I told you, your dad is throwing his hat in the ring to run for president. If we don't do this now, it might be another four or eight years before you get the chance again. Do you really want to wait that long?" Illyana looked down at her baby girl and kissed her curly hair."No, I really don't, I'd like him to meet her. I didn't have him in my life; I'm not even sure he'd want me, want us, but…"My heart was breaking for her. It seems every time we get close to a solution where her dad was concerned, something else cropped up. This latest pebble might be the biggest obstacle we've fac