Page 33 of DOM: The Miami King

She tilted her head with her lips slightly parted. “And how would you know what I want Dom?”

“Because I see it in yo’ eyes,” I growled. “You want somethin’ that feels good enough to distract you from the fact your whole life’s been a fuckin’ cage.” My words cut deep, and she swallowed hard. I stepped back. “Go to sleep, Victoria. This ain't that.” And I meant it. But I also knew if I stood there too long, my own discipline would crack like the dice in a game because truthfully, she was fine as hell and the kind of fine that made logic feel like weakness.

I was already too deep as it was. Her jaw tightened, but she didn’t cry. She just simply nodded her head and then she walked past me still holdin’ the glass in her hand. Her posture was still like she was tryin’ not to shatter in front of me. I watched her go and I didn’t feel regret, I felt pity because some people… they weren’t ever gon’ know freedom no matter where they ran.

I finally walked off and headed toward my room. I pulled off my shirt and dropped my chain on the dresser before sittin’ down on the edge of the bed allowing the tension to roll out my shoulders. I left the door cracked, but I didn’t think twice about it, and maybe that was my mistake because ten minutes later, I felt a presence. I turned around quick, already reachin’ for my Glock, only to realize it wasn’t a real threat, it was Victoria standin’ in the doorway like a question I ain’t want to fuckin’ answer.

“Dom…” she said in a hushed tone. She slowly stepped closer, with her eyes locked on mine.

“I told you to sleep.” I said.

This time, she didn’t listen. She walked directly to me and stood between my knees, as she placed her hand on my bare chest. Her touch was soft, and warm, and for a split second I ain’t stop her. For just a split second, I saidfuck it.El Blanca had already made me a target. The war was on anyway. Maybe I deserved one selfish ass moment of my own. Females didn’t listen; I told her this wasn’t what she wanted. But right before that thought could settle… she was on her knees with my limp dick in her mouth bringin’ all of my inches to life.

I halfway tucked my bottom lip, with my eyes narrow watchin’ her head bop up and down. I didn’t touch her, I just watched and listened to her moan, but I couldn’t ignore the feeling. Victoria was puttin’ in some real work. The way she gagged on my dick had me brick. Did I enjoy it, hell yeah, but at the same time, I felt a small twitch of anger and wanted to strangle the fuck out her ass. “Mhmmm,” she slurped with her eyes closed focusin’ solely on the tip of the head now while she wrapped her soft hand perfectly around my thickness and began strokin’ at a good pace.

“Fuck,” I groaned through clenched jaws feelin’ the muscles in my chest flex.

My eyes never left her, and one thing I couldn’t deny, was she knew exactly what she was doin’. She used her free hand and shoved it inside of her bottoms findin’ her way to her pussy where her own fingers began to make magic.

“Mmmm, it’s… sooo… juicyyyy,” she hissed admirin’ my shit. The faster her own fingers worked, the faster her mouth did too. I couldn’t even front.

My phone caught my eyes when it lit up with Carmen’s name and I went to silence it faster than it could finish, or so I thought as I focused back on Victoria gettin’ mad all over again that she just had to sample this dick, while my new strong dislike for El Blanca also made me want to pay his ass back, yeah, she was a pawn alright. I felt that familiar warmth from the tips of my toes shoot to the tip of my dick and roughly grabbed the back of her neck shootin’ all my seeds into her mouth not givin’ her room to breathe. Victoria began to moan even louder as she choked.Freaky bitch,I thought.

I leaned back with my eye’s closed feelin’ Victoria still there like she was still waitin’ for somethin’ but whatever she thought was about to happen was over now. The phone screen flickered again and that’s when I realized the call connected.Damn!I said to myself. Victoria leaned in, whispering somethin’ I didn’t hear even hear ‘cause my mind was on that damn I reached for it too late and then the call ended. I waited to see of it would ring again but it didn’t not even with a text message. It was like she’d heardeverythingand saidnothin’.

I stood up, shoved my dick back in my pants, slid past her, and grabbed my phone again. I was focused, but inside it felt like a fuckin’ storm was brewing. I called Carmen back and she answered on the second ring.

“Everything okay?” she asked in a smooth, calm tone.

“Yeah,” I said, slightly clearin’ my throat. “You called?”

“Probably by accident. I must’ve butt-dialed you by mistake. It’s late Dom, and I have a lot of work to do so I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Carmen didn’t say shit else; she ended that call and for the first time in my life when it came to a female, I felt a tad bit of guilt and that’s why I ain’t never wanted to fall in love with one. It was too fuckin’ complicated. I walked back to the bed and laid on my back with one hand propped behind my head starin’ up at the ceiling.

Without lookin’ at Victoria, I told her, “Get out,”in a cold voice. It was then that I looked at her when I realized that she was silent now.

She froze with her hand still on her waistband while blankly starin’ at me hoping that it was gon’ be more but I ain’t have shit else for her. “Dom…” she whispered.

“Nah,” I snapped. I sat up slowly and placed my elbows on my knees. “Don’t say a word, not to nobody, not even yo’ muhfuckin’ self. You hear me?”

She swallowed hard while lookin’ defeated. Once again, this was all about how she was used to havin’ her way when it came to certain shit, even if freedom wasn’t one. She didn’t respond so I continued. “This ain’t love, and this ain’t lust. This ain’t shit but a mistake I let happen for two minutes. Don’t make it more than what it is, don’t ever get it twisted.”

She blinked like she was holding back heat behind her eyes, but she slowly nodded and then turned to walk out of my room without another word. Yeah, I watched her go and not because I cared, but to make sure that she understood. There were lines in this world, and we had just crossed one, but that didn’t mean I wanted to make the shit a habit. The door clicked behind her when she left, and the silence invaded again.

It was peaceful to the naked eye, but it was a whole lot of guilt in the air and the shit was thick like smoke. I walked into the master bathroom and turned the sink water on splashin’ cold water on my face and then took a quick shower. I had just grabbed a fresh tee out the drawer when one of the burner phones lit it. it was the wee hours of the mornin’, so I knew it had to be important. It was the only one my silent hittas had access to. I swiped it open and read one encrypted message:The eagles have landed, bodies down, and target secured.I knew exactly what that meant, the first strike on El Blanca was successful.

El Blanca’s post in San Pedro, one of his quietest cashflow docks had just been burned down to ash by our ash crew and it was swift and clean with no survivors which sent a direct message that another war had officially begun. I leaned back against the wall and let that register for a second and then my other phone lit up. It was the only one that I kept strictly for El Blanca. I stared at it ringin’ and let it buzz a few times before I picked it up. He was so mad his voice came through like thunder.

“What the fuck is going on Dom?!” he barked. It wasn’t none of that other shit he usually did. It wasn’t no ‘hello’ or ‘I see you’re still breathing’ type shit coming out of his mouth. It was straight up heat, and I didn’t flinch.

“Sounds like somebody touched one of yo docks,” I said.

“Somebody?! That was a direct hit motherfucker! They cleaned out my whole operation there and that isn’t some petty warning! That was precision!” This was the first time I ever heard him yell but he was right. It was precise because it wasn’t her enemies who hit him, it was me but I ain’t say shit, I just listened.

“I want blood!” he growled. “You hear me? The fucking Morenos got a Miami front, and I want you to burn it down to the ground with no mercy! Make them regret that they’re fucking breathing!”

I slightly balled my lips because this was the move I needed him to make. El Blanca didn’t know that the Morenos hadn’t touched his operation. I planted that rumor myself enough to reach his ears and he fell for it. The Morenos was a rival anyway and if this shit went how I planned, we no longer had to be under the grip of El Blanca. I’d officially own all of Miami and most of Florida to be exact. They had no more room here for ungrateful muhfuckas like El Blanca.

I rubbed my jawline and spoke in a calm, yet dry and dismissive tone. “I’ma handle it.”

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