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My climax completely overpowered me. I cried out in ecstasy. “AHHHHH!”

 

 

Jackie’s hand dug into my buttocks. He kept fucking me with his cock. It was as if his desire for me was driving his body than any conscious action. I could sense him building up to his own release.

 

 

My lover rose up from the couch and embraced me. My hard nipples poked against his chest. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him in deeper. The man buried his shaft in me.

 

 

Nearing the end, Jackie pumped into me with all of his power. My body shook from the force of the impact. Again and again, he rammed into my wet slit. His cock slid in and out of my cunt like clockwork. I tightened my grip against his neck out of both desire and a need to hold on for dear life.

 

 

Finally, Jackie grunted and reached his climax.

 

 

I was a tangle of sweaty limbs when he finally unleashed his load into me. My lover closed his eyes as his body acted of its own accord. I felt his shaft throb inside of me for another moment.

 

 

Finally, Jackie grew slack and I felt the tension leave his body. Equally exhausted, I rested my head on his chest. I looked up to see him tired but with a smile on his face.

 

 

That made two of us.

 

 

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, Kelly,” he said, his eyes glistening in the light. “Whatever happens tomorrow, know that I love you.”

 

 

I moved off to plant a soft kiss on his lips. “I love you too.”

 

 

On the couch, we lied together for some timed until sleep took me.

 

I was scared.

 

 

The last time I felt genuine fear was when Sergei Petrov and the Irish Mob came for my mother. She hid me just before the men came for her. During my time as hitman, any fear I felt was just a bodily reaction. It was the same sensation you get from touching a hot stove.

 

 

Now, I felt real fear for the first time in years. It wasn’t for me. It was for Kelly who would enter the wolves’ den. I watched as she got ready to play her part in the plan.

 

 

We were to meet with Gregori to hand her over and discuss a truce. As predicted, the Russian drug kingpin couldn’t resist the urge to have Kelly handed over to him in person. He was willing to meet with my grandfather at a secluded warehouse to discuss the ongoing war and how to end it.

 

 

The plan was to lure Gregori and his men into a disadvantageous position. During the meeting, we would secretly encircle the warehouse and cut off his path of retreat. Gregori’s options would be to either surrender quietly or fight his way out against the bulk of the Pastore family’s men.

 

 

It was much easier said than done. Gregori would probably suspect something was up and attack first. If anything, he would see this as an opportunity to stamp out the Pastore family for good.

 

 

When that happened, a firefight was sure to ensue. As arranged, the Black Fang leader would bring nearly all of his men since we would do the same. All of Gregori’s men would be armed with military grade weapons. Petrov was likely to be there as well.

 

 

It was finally time to settle the score.

 

 

Nevertheless, I had an important job to perform. I would provide cover fire from a sniping position from the adjacent building. I hated to be so far from Kelly as she confronted Gregori. However, I was the best marksman in the entire family. I could do the most damage from an entrenched position with my sniper rifle. If it came down to it, I could come down guns blazing if Kelly needed me.

 

 

“I’m sorry we haven’t told you very much about the plan,” I sighed, watching Kelly dress. The girl was clever enough to wrinkle and tear her clothing. It would make it her capture and interrogation by the Italians more believable to the Black Fang. “My grandfather thinks it’ll help sell your act if you came into this mostly blind.”

 

 

“It makes sense,” she said with a nervous laugh. “Hopefully, Gregori buys into my crocodile tears.”

 

 

Going through my equipment, I took out a piece of body armor I had bought off the black market. It was an experimental Kevlar vest meant for soldiers working undercover in hostile areas. While it gave up some protection, it could be worn comfortable under civilian clothing.

 

 

The Pentagon had done research into these types of body armor. A small manufacturing produced a few thousand units for combat use in the Middle East. I had even seen one during my time in the military. The special Kevlar vest soon got the order to initiate full production.

 

 

However, Congress had deemed the whole project too expensive after a review and ordered production to be halted. The units that were already manufacturing were to be disposed of. Some opportunistic individual disposed of them by selling them on the black market with a sizeable markup.

 

 

They were highly prized and I made sure to pick it out when I had the chance. “Here, take this, Kelly.”

 

 

She took it from my hands. “Feels light. What is it?”

 

 

“A combat vest you can put over your shirt but under your jacket,” I answered “It’s a lighter variant of the military version that you can wear under your clothing. It’s no good against rifle rounds but it’ll stop most small caliber rounds. With any luck, you won’t find a need for it.”

 

 

“You can’t be too careful around the Black Fang,” she replied, thanking me with a kiss. She examined and found a small electrical wire in a tube near the base of the vest. “What’s this?”

 

 

“A wire,” I explained. Police weren’t the only ones who used wire taps. The other side of the law had a use for them as well. “It’ll let me listen in your conversation when you’re face to face with the Black Fang. I’ll be able to react quicker if things heat up. Just make sure Gregori doesn’t see it.”

 

 

She nodded. “Got it.”

 

 

I didn’t like this plan but I put on a brave face. Kelly needed me to be focused on the mission. “It’s almost time for the meeting. Let’s go or we’ll get stuck in traffic.”

 

 

After making sure everything was in order, we drove to our destination. I would drop her off with my grandfather and his men before taking my position in the next building. Unlike me, Kelly seemed completely focused. “I know that I’m supposed to go in blind but how many Black Fang members do you think they’ll be there?”

 

 

“Anyone who can point and aim a gun,” I answered grimly. “We’re expecting at least forty men that are all armed to the teeth. Hell, Gregori’s probably bringing over his accountants as well to soak up bullets. We’re only bringing twenty-five men, including me.”

 

 

She raised an eyebrow. “That few?”

 

 

“It’ll help lure Gregori into a false sense of security,” I replied. “You’ll be surrounded by my grandfather’s personal honor guard. They’ll take a bullet for you and my grandfather if need be. They’re the best of the best.”

 

 

“Other than you of course,” she joked before turning serious. “Petrov blew up the penthouse and he was just one guy. Forty of them might be enough to down an entire building.”

 

 

“That’s why we’re having it at the warehouse,” I consoled. “It’s out of the way so no civilians get caught in the crossfire. The dockworkers nearby will be ending their shift soon. It’ll be a showdown between just us and the Black Fang.”

 

 

“What do you think Gregori will want to do to me?”

 

 

“He’ll want you tortured and executed,” I said plainly. There was no point in sugarcoating it for her. Kelly had a knack for seeing through my lies. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he tries to do it personally as an example to anyone who dares get in his way.”

 

 

“I hope it doesn’t come down to that,” she said nervously. “You’ll stop them before they do that right?”

 

 

“The police will need Gregori’s dental records before I’m through,” I reassured her. “Honestly, I expect Gregori to draw first. A man like him is likely to see this meeting as a sign of weakness from the Pastore family.”

 

 

“Weakness?”

 

 

“The first person to come to the negotiating table during a war is usually on the losing side,” I explained. “Gregori will see my grandfather offering you to him as a peace offering. He’ll attack us expecting us to be at our weakest. The problem for him is that we’re prepared for him.”

 

 

Kelly smiled. “I’m glad the Pastore family is on my side.”

 

 

When we were a mile away from the warehouse, I dropped Kelly off with my grandfather and his men. With two bodyguards beside him, he looked completely composed in his wheelchair. I didn’t know whether it was his certainty in pulling off the plan or the fact that he was a couple of months away from arriving at death’s door. The most type of dangerous men I knew had nothing to lose.

 

 

“If something happens to her,” I warned my grandfather. “I’ll come for you after I’m done with Gregori and Petrov.”

 

 

He laughed before a coughing fit took him. “It’s preferable to the medicine I’m taking. Don’t worry about your girl. I’ll take care of her.”

 

 

Kelly brought a hand to my face. “This nightmare ends today. Whatever happens… just know how thankful I am.”

 

 

With a lingering kiss, she left me and departed with my grandfather’s men.

 

 

Afterwards, I scrambled to my sniping point in the adjacent building. Either through bribery or legitimate purchases, the whole area was owned by the Pastore family one way or the other. Officially, the warehouses were used to store supplies for the various restaurants owned by the Pastore family. You just had to ignore the illegal firearms stored beside the grain used to make pasta. The restaurants themselves were a way of laundering the money. I had to admit my grandfather knew how to run an efficient criminal empire.

 

 

Thankfully, the wire I had placed on Kelly was working. There was a metallic rasp but it was clear enough. I could hear my grandfather speak to her.

 

 

“We’ll have you in handcuffs,” he said. “It’ll come off with a small tug in case a fight breaks out. Just be careful not to lose them too early or the Black Fang will know that something’s wrong. The more helpless you look, the more likely they’ll buy the whole charade.”

 

 

I could almost see Kelly laugh in my head. “I can do helpless.”

 

 

Finally, I reached my sniping point. Through the warehouse’s windows and open grates, I had clear vision of just about everyone in the building. I spotted Kelly and focused my sight on her.

 

 

She really sold the part of a helpless college girl who had been captured by the Italian mafia. We had put soot on her face and tore her clothes. It looked like she had been dragged through a war zone.

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