Page 50 of The Sicuro

“I suggest you lower your gun, Mr O’Connell.” I state. He places it on the table that’s next to him, which I now notice has an array of tools on it. Anders moves closer to him keeping his gun pointed at him.

“David, untie him.” I demand, my eyes locked on O’Connell whilst Dale finishes bleeding out. David cocks his head, making a slight frown in an impressed expression. He puts his gun away as he moves to untie Gabriel, as he does, he calls in his men to drag out Dale. David rips off the duct tape before proceeding to untie him. Gabriel looks at me, and I at him, keeping my gun on O’Connell.

“Hey Baby.” I say, as I subtly smile at him.

“Hey Bonnie,” his reply makes me smirk. My eyes lock back on O’Connell as Gabriel begins to rise off the chair.

“Anders, tie him up,” I demand.

“With pleasure, Boss.” It’s only now that I realise that he’s been addressing me as Boss. He pistol whips O’Connell across his face causing him to lose his balance and grunt in pain. Grabbing his collar, stopping him from falling completely he drags him over to the chair and ties him up. Grabbing his chin, he lifts his head and goes to place the tape over his mouth. It’s only now that I lower my gun.

“You can leave that off, I’d like to hear him scream.” My words getting O’Connell’s attention.

“Fuck you,” he spits out, blood spraying out with his words. I smile menacingly at him.Gabriel is now standing next to me. I turn looking at him still smiling which he returns. I walk over to the table and find a knife similar to a hunting one. Picking it up, I hold it up showing Gabriel.

“Want to play Baby?” I ask him. He huffs out a sigh with a smile.

“I would love to.” His response igniting a feeling I have never had before rush over me. A feeling of pure power and control.

“Anders, David, thank you for your assistance. We will be out shortly. Maybe.” Gabriel informs them.

“Boss,” they both respond at the same time as they turn and leave the room, pulling the door closed but leaving it slightly ajar as they go. I walk over to Gabriel passing him the knife.

“Do it slowly,” I laugh the words out thinking of the first time I saw him take someone’s life. “But let’s not kill him straight away.”

He pulls me close to him, his arm wrapping around my lower back, kissing me passionately he takes control of me, and I follow naturally, I’m still holding the gun and he the knife.

“Are you fucking kidding me.” O’Connell screams out. Gabriel stops the kiss and lifts my chin with the tip of the knife, smiling.

“My little Diavola, you’ve travelled to thedepths of hell with me, gracefully. I will slice every inch of skin off this peace of shit so that you can hear him scream until your heart is content. If you would like to play too, pick your toy of choice.”

He leans back in kissing me softly before I walk over to the table examining what ‘toys’ are available and make my choice.

Thirty

Gabriel

We spent up until Wednesday at home, after Friday evening’s entertainment we both needed the rest. Not that we rested much, after seeing how ruthless she can be, how natural she is with a gun, and how powerful she naturally became I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I never knew a woman could be so much to one man, my world is nothing if she is not in it. She belongs here just as I do, she is willing to burn the world around us down to keep us together, as am I.

She asked what had happened before she arrived, but I didn’t give her any details, it’s not something she needs to know. I did tell her that O’Connell and Dale discussed Williams, and how she was useless as she couldn’t provide any intel on us. I specifically left out that they were expecting Kelcie to get in the car and not me. Knowing this, I’ve decided that she needs her own gun. One that’s more suitable for her, more lightweight, not that she can’t handle others, but it enables her to keep it hidden on her. She has agreed but wants to pick it herself, after which I found her researching them like someone who was picking a new car.

Anders and David covered everything at work and Anders picked up the ring since I never made it to the jewellery store. This woman is mine, in every possible sense and the final thing is to give her my last name, securing her to me, the business and the world that she could easily control, and fuck I’d love to watch her do it.

She decided quickly that she is dealing with Williams herself and didn’t give a fuck that she didn’t provide them any information, which is why it’s today we are back to work. She has her usual booking tonight and Kelcie ‘has plans’ but didn’t want to divulge them just yet.

I’m in the kitchen with my coffee when Kelcie walks in. She has her hair pulled into a tight sleek ponytail, which instantly makes blood pump to my dick as I envisage it being wrapped around my fist. She is wearing a fitted top that cups her tits perfectly and shows a slight but seductive amount of cleavage, tight fitted jeans, and heeled calf high boots. I clear my throat, loudly and she looks at me.

I emphasise the way I look down her body, stopping on her jeans.

“Yes,” she says with a smirk on her face.

“Not that you don’t look fucking outstanding in those, but that limits my access somewhat.”

“I am going on the bike later, so needed something more suitable.”

“The bike?” I question. Her eyes lock on mine and I can see the fire start to burn in them.

“Umm-Humm. You’ll see.” She walks around to me wrapping her arms around myneck. My hands move around her waist and down to her arse, gripping it. I lean in kissing her. “The car’s outside, let’s go.”

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