ROMANCE: The Bad Boy Meeting (13 page)

              Frank called Laura the next day to make arrangements to see her again.

“I have some good news,” he said excitedly.

“Do tell,” she said anxiously.

“Not over the phone. I want to meet you for dinner tonight. Meet me at the Chandelier Restaurant at six thirty. Wear your sexiest dress, “ he said.

“Of course I will; but please don’t make me wait for your good news,” she begged.

“Sorry, you will have to wait for it,” he said.

Laura showed up looking like a vision of Venus in her red dress that hugged her curves and showed off just the right amount of cleavage. She wore a string of pearls and dark red lipstick that highlighted her dark, flowing hair and sparkling blue eyes. Frank showed up in a dark grey Armani suit, looking tall, dark and handsome. He had a couple of scratches on his face that made him somehow more appealing.

“You look more stunning than I have ever seen you look before; and that is saying something,” he said as he leaned in and kissed her. Laura noticed that some friends of her parents had spotted them. They looked at the couple; and then began to chat amongst themselves.

“Let’s get a table in the back,” she said.

“Why are you ashamed of me?” he asked.

“No, there are some of my parents’ friends here and I don’t want them staring, that’s all,” she said. She requested that the hostess seat them in the back and she obliged.

“So what is it? What is your news?” she asked immediately.

“I went to visit the fighting ring last night and challenged Vincent to a fight,” he said.

“That explains the scratches on your face,” she said as she ran her finger along one of them.

“You won?” she said excitedly.

“Yes. Not only that- I told him that if I won he would have to agree not to marry you,” he said.

“Well that doesn’t mean that he will make good on his word,” she said as her smile disappeared for a moment.

“Laura, we can be together now. I will make sure that he makes good on his word,” he replied.

“Well, I wasn’t going to go through with it anyway. I would rather marry a cockroach,” she said.

“That wouldn’t be too unlike marrying Vincent,” he said as they both laughed. They enjoyed their meal thoroughly, eagerly anticipating what would follow the meal.

“You will come back to my place, won’t you?” he said, as he lifted his left eyebrow.

“How could I refuse?” she said.

Frank’s house stood atop a forested hill. It was a Victorian mansion on the edge of town that afforded him a great deal of privacy. Laura was quite impressed with what she saw; but what he owned made no difference to her- Frank was the kind of gentlemen that she wanted to settle down. On top of that he was her choice, not one foisted upon him by the shackles of tradition.

They fell into each other’s arms as soon as they entered the entrance hall, kissing each other’s lips and necks hungrily with anticipation. Frank led Laura by the hand through a series of hallways until they came to a magnificent master bedroom decorated in a blue motif. Frank kissed Laura again, allowing his tongue to explore her neck and then down her chest as he unbuttoned her dress. He put his face in between her breasts, kissing and licking the region as her nipples hardened. Finally, her dress fell away completely revealing her voluptuous curves in all of their glory. Frank sat her down on the bed and began to kiss her all of he way down to her eager pussy which dampened with each passing second. His tongue rolled and lashed at her clit while her eyes rolled back into her head.

“Ohh yes,” she said as he worked her clit with his mouth and worked his fingers in and out of her.

“OOOOH MY GOD!” she cried as he came up for air; and to look at the look of satisfaction on her face as she reached her first climax.

“You’ve been dressed for too long,” she said as her fingers fought to unbutton his shirt and pants. She found his manhood already swollen and ready for her. She got down on all fours and wiggled her full, gaping ass at him suggestively. He slapped her bare ass with his hard cock and slipped it inside of her when she wasn’t expecting it. She looked back at him with a wide-eyed look that was somehow both innocent and feral at the same time. He slid in and out of her with slow graceful strokes while she cooed with delight. He put his finger in her mouth and allowed her to suck on it while he increased the pace of his thrusts. Soon he was lancing her with all of his might while she moaned with delight.

“Oh YEEES Frank, Fuck me. Fuck me HARDER!” she practically screamed. She looked back at him, licking her lips while her tits moved in a mad circular motion.

“Go on and come- you know you want to. I’m going to come too!” she said. It was hard for her to get the words out because she was so engrossed in the moment.

“OH GOD!” he moaned.

“YEES, OH YEES!” she moaned at the same time.

Frank barely pulled out in time to spread his seed all over her glorious, full ass.

The two lovers fell into each other’s arms and fell into a blissful sleep.

Laura woke up early feeling more fulfilled and satisfied than she had in a very long time. She realized that she had a job interview in an hour so she sprang out of bed and quickly began to take a shower. When she came back into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, she began to get dressed as quickly as she could. Frank woke up and peered at her from the bed.

“You aren’t trying to sneak out of here without saying goodbye are you?” he said with a hint of worry.

“No my love. I have a job interview with the Ferris Law Firm,” she said. She came over and sat down on the bed and ran her fingers through his curly hair. He began to kiss her neck; and she sighed with approval. Then she got back up and began to slide on her heels.

“Save it for later on- we’ll celebrate when I get the job,” she said, winking at him.

“I’ll have the champagne chilled and ready,” he said with a large grin.

A black Cadillac sat parked outside of Frank’s house. Laura looked at it as she got into her own car; it seemed odd to her; but the interview was the main thing occupying her mind, so she sped off quickly in order to get there on time. About an hour later, Frank came out of the house in a suit, heading for his office. As soon as he backed his own car out of the driveway, the Cadillac parked out front blocked him from backing out all of the way. Frank got out of his car and began to shout at the car.

“Just what do you think you’re doing blocking my car this way?” he shouted angrily.

Just then, four large, thuggish-looking men got out of the Cadillac and surrounded him.

“What’s this all about boys?” he asked them; but no explanation was forthcoming. He punched the one nearest to him; but was soon punched back by a much larger man to his right. Frank tried to transform into his wolf form; but the man landed another punch before he could change, knocking him out cold. The men picked up his unconscious body and threw him into the back seat of the Cadillac. His hands were bound when he awoke; and Vincent was sitting next to him with his famous shit-eating grin on his face.

“Hello there lover boy,” he said. Frank’s first impulse was to spit in his face; but he spoke instead.

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked.

“Giving you a friendly reminder that I’m still in control of this situation,” he said.

“I beat you fair and square,” he said angrily.

“Surely you know me well enough to know that I don’t play fair. I do what best serves my purposes,” Vincent answered.

“Where are you taking me?” Frank yelled back.

“To a familiar place,” he said, being purposely vague in his answer.

Soon the warehouse where Frank had won against Vincent came into view.

“I see,” Frank said shaking his head. “Couldn’t admit defeat like a man, could you? No, that’s not your style. You have to have a gang of thugs to help you,” Frank said.

“Go on and rant if it makes you feel better. Soon you will be begging for mercy,” Vincent said.

The large men grabbed Frank roughly and carried him into the warehouse.

“Hold him inside of the ring, boys,” Vincent said as he took his shirt off.

Frank struggled to free himself from the two men; but they were far too strong- they only tightened their grip on him.

“If you want a re-match, that’s fine; but let’s have a fair fight, just you and me. Let’s settle this like two men,” Frank said.

“That’s enough of your talk. Let this be a warning to you to stay away from Laura. I am the alpha; and I have laid claim to her and she is my mate,” Vincent said.

“She loves me, she will never agree to marry you!” Frank fired back.

“That’s enough talk, I said,” Vincent replied, then he dealt Frank a right hook to his left eye. Blood flew from a cut that appeared just below his eyebrow. Vincent came at him with a blow to the stomach next; and then another blow to the other eye. Frank wanted badly to transform into his wolf form and rip the throat out of his adversary; but he didn’t have the strength left. Finally after several more blows, Vincent managed to knock Frank unconscious.

“Take him home. Hopefully he will get the message. If not, he we will take even more drastic measures,” Vincent said.

Frank awoke in his own front yard. He had been beaten so badly, he couldn’t get to his feet. It took every effort that he could muster to get out his phone and text Laura. All he could manage to type was ‘Help!” before passing out again.  The next time he awoke he was in a hospital bed. Laura was sitting by his side with tears streaking down her face.

“Oh my dear Frank. I will get even with him for doing this to you my love, I promise you that,” Laura said.

“Did you get the job?” Frank managed to say as Laura smiled at him.

“Yes, I did,” she said. Frank’s lips curved into a smile, although it hurt him to do so.

“Laura, I want us to be happy; but I don’t know if we can be together. I don’t want to put you in any danger,” Frank said.

“What are you saying?” Laura said.

“You have a new career that you are about to start so I cannot ask you to run away with me like I want to; and Vincent will have me killed if we try and remain together here. I don’t know if we can be together the way that we want to,” he said.

“I can’t believe I’m hearing this,” she said as she turned away from his hospital bed. “You act as if you have been defeated; but this is only a temporary set back. If you give up now then Vincent has won. We cannot turn this setback into a permanent victory for him. The only thing we can do is to continue to fight for our love. You beat that son of a bitch far and square in that ring. In my eyes, you are still undefeated,” she said as she turned back around and gazed into his eyes.

“What will we do to get Vincent off of our backs?” he asked.

“I will expose him to the council. My father is a member; and as you know illegal fighting is a serious offense, one that will get him put behind bars,” she said.

“But your father wants you to marry him. How can you convince him to incarcerate the man he wants you to marry?” Frank asked.

“It will bring disgrace upon our family if I marry a man that is breaking the laws of the council. I will expose him even if my father won’t agree to help us,” she said.

“Oh my dear Laura, I love you so much I feel as if my heart might burst,” he said. Laura ran her fingers through his hair and locked eyes with him.

“Good thing that you are already in the hospital then,” she said as they both managed to laugh, although it hurt Frank’s ribs to do so.

The next day Laura went to her father’s office, walked right past the secretary who tried to stop her and walked in.

“Laura what are you doing here?” he asked her as he stood up from behind his desk.

“Father, I am in love with Frank Bolton. Vincent has beaten him up very badly and he is now in the hospital. If you truly love me you will go to the council and expose Vincent for what he is- a criminal who is running an illegal fighting ring in a warehouse,” she said.

David looked at her daughter and then gazed out of the window.

“If you don’t go to the council, I will notify them myself. I know where the fights take place. Men have died there and more will die if you don’t do something. I know you want me to marry him; but it will bring nothing but disgrace upon our family if I marry a criminal,” she said.

David turned to face his daughter. “You are sure about all of this?” he asked her.

“Yes father, I have never felt more certain about anything my whole life,” she said.

“Very well my dear. I will notify the council today,” he said.

“Oh father,” she said as she came behind his desk and threw her arms around him. “I love you,” she said.

“I love you too my dear. I owe you an apology for insisting that you marry such a man. I should have realized all along that what mattered the most was your happiness,” he said.

The next day, Vincent was walking out of his office and headed towards his Cadillac in the parking lot. As he got into the middle of the parking lot, two black Mercedes pulled up on either side of him. He saw what was happening and began to run back towards the offices. Tall men in dark suits got out of the cars and ran after him.

“Vincent Fontaine, stop right where you are or you will force us to shoot,” one of the men shouted at him. Vincent stopped where he was and put his hands in the air. The men came up and handcuffed Vincent.

“You are under arrest by the will of the council for the operation of an illegal fighting ring, an egregious offense,” one of the men said. They took Vincent and threw him in the back of one of the Mercedes and drove off towards a building on the outskirts of town.

They pulled up to a castle like mansion and walked Vincent up to the front door. The door opened immediately and they led him up a wide, winding staircase to a expansive room. To Vincent’s left was an assemblage of twelve councilmen, including Laura’s father. They were dressed in grey and black robes that bore the sacred black paw print, the symbol of the council. The head of the council wore a red hood that he took off as he stood. Vincent was placed in a chair opposite the council. He was not allowed legal representation as he would have if this had been a regular jury and a normal trial for that was not the way of the council. In their eyes, the accused had to defend themselves for the crimes they are accused of.

“Vincent Fontaine you are accused of operating an illegal fighting ring- one that has resulted in the deaths of four known shape shifters. How do you plead?” the head of the council asked him.

“Not guilty,” Vincent said stubbornly as he slicked back his long hair.

The family members of the deceased were allowed to speak to the council; and other evidence was presented including photographs and a video that one man had taken during one of the more brutal bouts. It was an open and shut case; and soon the head of the council returned with a verdict after only a few minutes of recess.

“Vincent Fontaine, please rise. The council finds you guilty of the charges brought against you today. You are sentenced to exile; and must immediately leave the country permanently. If you ever return you will be executed forthwith. Do you understand?” the head of the council asked.

“Yes,” Vincent said. His eyes were downcast; but he was happy that they hadn’t decided to execute him that very day.