by T. L Smith
“Have you missed me, Princess?”
I look up at him, give him a smirk and place my head back on his chest.
“Princess,” he growls.
“Yes, Stefanos.” I’ve actually missed him terribly, but I don’t show him that.
“I’ve missed that sweet ass mouth of yours, and your gorgeous body just calls to me. Do you know it does that, Princess? Do you know when you see me, your nipples get hard and your face forms a blush? It makes my cock throb when I see you. And when I see your reaction, he stands tall and hard.”
I smile into his chest as he tells me this because I know I blush every damn time I look at him. I wonder if that’ll ever change. I’m pretty sure my body calls for him. It has its own Stefanos time zone going on.
“I fucking love you, Princess. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will take that away from me. You’re my fucking world.” He lifts my head up and devours my lips. I feel him get hard again while he’s still inside me.
He bites my lip and flips me over and has his way with me again. I allow him to drive me crazy, because I know he needs it as much as I do. He needs me to give him my all, but I’m still not one hundred percent sure I can. However, I’ll give him as much as he needs and as much as I will allow.
We never left the bedroom. We stayed all day and night. He fed me, bathed me, and worshiped my body like it was the last time he was going to see me. I wake to a knock at the door and realize Stefanos isn’t in bed. I sit up and look around the room, but I can’t see him anywhere. I stand up and make my way toward the door, knowing full well I’m not dressed.
Just as I crack the door open slightly, it gets slammed shut. I turn around to see Stefanos standing naked with a toothbrush hanging from his mouth.
“Don’t fucking answer the door butt ass naked woman. No one is allowed to see your naked body, but me,” he snarls, smacks my ass hard with the back of his hand then removes his toothbrush from his mouth.
My first reaction is to punch him, but I hold back. I strut all the way over to the bed, bend over and show him my goods. I hear him growl and just as he does, I lift my shirt from the floor and pull it over my head.
“You best be removing that, Princess,” he commands, like I don’t have an option. Little does he know I always have a fucking option.
I move over to him, place my hands on his chest and kiss him on the lips. I keep my eyes open and watch. As soon as he lifts his hands from the door I make my escape. I run out of the room and just miss one of the goons standing outside the door. I hear him laughing as I hit the top of the stairs.
“You know you can never run from me, Princess.”
I fly down the stars and have just enough time to make some toast and coffee while Stefanos dresses.
I’m sitting at the kitchen bench eating toast when I hear Stefanos. I can smell him before he nears me. As I look up, and I feel my cheeks getting hot. This man seriously knows how to wear a suit.
He walks over to me and slides his fingers up my inner thigh, teasing me ever so slowly. He brings his hand up and runs it over my cheek.
He leans in and I feel his hot breath on my neck. “Can you feel it,” he whispers, then pinches my nipple. I swat his hand and turn away.
“Princess, as much as I’d love to sit here and watch you eat all day, I can’t. We have work to do,” he says, grabbing my toast and taking a bite. I watch his lips while he licks them. l’m transfixed knowing the things those lips can do to me. I shake my head to clear it and run upstairs to get dressed.
I change into a pair of tight, black skinny jeans and a black tank top. I don’t know what we have planned for the day, but I ain’t ruining my clothes. I braid my hair to the side. Then grab my gun and knife. I head back downstairs to meet Stefanos, who’s waiting at the front door.
As soon as I see him I feel giddy. This man has me acting like a lovesick teenager.
“Princess! Mighty fine as always,” he compliments when I reach the front door. I raise my eyebrow, open the front door and we walk out.
Arriving at one of our supply warehouses, I notice a few motorbikes parked out front. I groan, knowing who it could be and sink into my seat.
“What’s wrong, Princess?” Stefanos asks, placing his hand on my thigh.
I turn around to face him and smile. “You’ll see,” I reply, and get out of the car. As soon as we enter, I spot Hunter and a few of his men talking to Rock. Hunter sees me and walks over. I notice Stefanos trying to work out why Hunter is smiling like a kid in a candy store. I choose not to look his way. Hunter reaches us, picks me up, gives me a bear hug and then puts me down, right after he places a wet kiss on my mouth. I don’t respond to the kiss and push him away. Which only serves to make him laugh. I look back at Stefanos and watch while he takes out his gun and holds it to Hunter’s head.
“Do you want to keep your fucking life, Hunter?” Stefanos growls, to which Hunter just smiles.
“Kalon, you really need to keep your man in check,” Hunter stirs, trying to cause drama. Although as soon as I hear him speak ‘that name’ my fist connects with his face. I then watch as he grabs hold of his jaw.
“I told you not to fucking call me that, you prick,” I berate, taking a step backwards.
I notice Stefanos lowering his gun and taking a step back to stand with me.
“Okay, Krinos. I’ll be good... for now,” he says, staring directly at Stefanos.
I know he’s stirring shit and I have an overwhelming desire to punch him again. But I let it slide and change the subject.
“Why are we meeting here today?” I ask, looking around. I thought this deal was closed and we were good to go.
“We want more than drugs this time, Krinos. We want fire power,” Hunter explains.
I look across to Stefanos and realize he already knows what this is about.
“Well, Hunter, you’re going to have to be nice to Princess here, as she’s your only way of achieving that type of deal. And by nice I mean, if you so much as lay a hand on her, I will fucking kill you.”
“Well, well, look at that. Seems I need to get back on your good side, Krinos,” Hunter says, a little too sarcastically. He looks at me while he licks his lips. He knows when he used to do that, I would do anything for him. Although, he isn’t the one that I’d drop my dress for now.
“If you help me out, then I’ll get you your fire power,” I tell him.
He cocks an eyebrow, wondering what I’m talking about.
We stand there, not talking while Hunter tries to work out what I need from him. He finally gives in and asks.
“What could you possibly need, Krinos?”
“I need you to find someone. I want him found alive and brought directly to me,” I explain.
He looks at me with a slightly raised lip on one side and squinted eyes. He’s finally realizing that I’m not the same girl he once knew.
“And, what do you plan to do once we find this man?”
“That’s absolutely none of your business. If you want fire power you’ll do as I ask. No questions. Otherwise, you won’t get shit.” I tap my heel on the concrete to let him know he needs to hurry this up, and that I’m deadly serious.
“Okay, so, if we do this for you, you’ll get us what we need?” he asks, with a serious voice.
“I’ve answered that question already. Now, I have places to be. Rock will tell you who I want. Once I have him you’ll get what you want,” I inform him, and then turn to leave. The goons follow me back to the car. Stefanos slides into our car and once I’m inside, we speed off.
He doesn’t speak at first, just sits there and drives, not looking at me. I’m waiting for the questions I know will inevitably come. Just as we pull up at the hospital and I’m about to get out, he grabs me by the arm and holds me in my seat.
“How long ago?” he asks, looking directly into my eyes.
“Two years,” I say while trying to shrug him off, but he won’t release me.
“Why does he call you, Ka
lon?”
I feel a pang of regret in my chest. I didn’t think I’d have to answer that particular question.
“My father used to call my mother that. When I met Hunter my father said I look just like his Kalon.”
“Does he even know what the word means?” he growls, holding on tightly to my arm.
“Yes, Father explained it to him. It means perfect beauty, in all aspects.”
I watch for his reaction, but he doesn’t say anything at first. Then he takes a couple of deep breaths and pins me with his eyes.
“You... you are not his, Kalon. You are mine! And if he says it again, I will put a bullet between his eyes, Princess,” he reveals, and then slams his lips down on mine.
We make it to my father’s room without any more questions being raised regarding Hunter, to which I am relieved. I really wouldn’t know how to explain the relationship I had with Hunter to him. It’s way too complicated. As soon as we enter, I see my mother curled up on the bed with my father, fast asleep. I look at Stefanos; he places a soft kiss on my cheek and leaves the room.
I stand in the doorway, looking at my broken parents who deny each other their love and wonder if things could’ve been different. My mother opens her eyes and notices me standing there.
“Baby, I think he’s doing better,” she divulges, getting up, walking over and wrapping her arms around me. I don’t hear Stefanos re-enter, but my mother lets go of me and walks over to retrieve a coffee from his hand. She leans in and gives him a short hug.
My mother and I look a lot alike. She’s shorter than me, as I have my father’s height. I get my wavy hair from my father, but my hair and eye color are from my mother.
We all take a seat and just sit for a while. I’m sitting on Stefanos lap and he’s tracing my back with his fingers. My mother looks at us and starts to cry. I have no idea why.
“Mom? What’s wrong?” I get up and go over to give her a cuddle.
“Don’t you ever let that man go, Eliza. He loves you like your father once loved me,” she says, crying on my shoulder.
We hear a faint noise and our heads all snap around to see my father watching us. My mother cries even harder, but runs over to him and places her head on his chest. She tells him to never do that to us again. I feel absolute happiness and joy that my father is finally awake.
I feel a set of arms wrap around me. I lean back and melt into them. I reach out and give my father’s hand a squeeze while my mother pours him a drink of water.
“She’s right, you know, you can never leave me,” he whispers in my ear.
It sends shivers all over my body. He notices and kisses my neck.
We stand there and watch Father while we wait for the doctors to come in. They seem to be taking their time. My mother hasn’t stopped talking my father’s ear off, and it’s so good to see him smile at her. We decide to give them some privacy. Just as we reach the door, I hear my father’s voice.
“Will you shut up and kiss me, Kalon?”
I hear Stefanos chuckle as we walk out.
The doctors have come and gone, and informed us that my father is doing better than expected. I was so relieved to hear that news. My mother still won’t leave his bedside, even though he has woken up. I see the way they’ve been looking at each other and wonder where things might take them.
Stefanos and I go to my house to get changed. We are attending Roberto’s party tonight. I step out of the shower and walk through to the bedroom. I see Stefanos getting dressed, but he doesn’t notice me standing there. So, I watch and stare as the muscles in his arms contract. His back moves in such a way that his tiger tattoo shifts across his back. I’m so lost in thought and so busy staring, that I don’t even realize he’s turned around and is smirking at me.
“You know, if you keep on looking at me like that, we sure as fuck won’t make the party, Princess,” he states, as he does the buttons up on his white shirt.
I drop my towel to the floor and watch his eyes snap to meet mine.
“No touching now... Don’t want to be late,” I say, teasing him.
I watch as he shakes his head and finishes doing up his buttons. He walks from the room, so I don’t tempt or tease him anymore.
I’m looking through my walk-in closet, trying to find something to wear. I don’t want to wear my standard black outfit tonight. I want to wear something that Stefanos can’t keep his hands off of. I find a hot pink dress that dips down at my back and is low cut, showing off my breasts. I pull on a pair of hot pink high heels and a pink garter to match. Then I slip my knife into my garter. My hair is down and I’ve straightened my curls. I’m pretty sure Stefanos hasn’t seen me put this much effort into my look and I wonder what his reaction will be.
As I walk downstairs I hear voices that shouldn’t be there. It’s only meant to be myself, Stefanos and Rock. As I get closer to the foyer, I see Stefanos’ sister, Cassandra, sitting. She sees me first, as Stefanos has his back to me and is talking to her. I watch as she looks at me and smiles which brings Stefanos to turn around. I love the way he looks at me. It’s like no man has ever seen me like he has. Even in my darkest hours, his eyes never change the way he sees me. He’s looking at me just like that now, but this time there’s also anger and lust mixed in. I watch as he stalks toward me and I throw him a beaming smile.
“You can’t wear that. Go and change now,” he growls, too afraid to touch me.
Of course this only causes me to smirk at him and raise an eyebrow.
“Sorry, no can do,” I answer and tap him on the shoulder as I walk past. I get to Cassandra and give her a cuddle. When I look up, I realize Rock hasn’t taken his eyes off of her. She looks stunning in a dark blue dress, with her hair loosely tied up. I feel his breath on the back of my neck before I see him. He leans down, kisses my neck and we all head out the door.
On the drive to Roberto’s, Stefanos and I are in the back while Rock is driving. Cassandra is sitting next to him. Stefanos hasn’t taken his eyes off of me and his hand is holding my thigh quite tightly. He doesn’t speak a word in the car, but he continues to run his eyes all over my body.
Once we arrive at one of Roberto’s restaurants, I go to get out, but Stefanos pulls me back and turns my head to face him.
“You are not to leave my side! Do you understand me?” he informs me with a very serious voice.
I laugh and climb out of the car which only serves to piss him off. As we walk inside I realize how many people are here. I thought it was only going to be a small gathering. There are easily, one hundred people here. I spot Roberto before anyone else does and make my way over towards him with Stefanos by my side.
“Oh, my sweet girl. Don’t you look gorgeous tonight?” Roberto states and then kisses both of my cheeks. I kiss him back and then step back into Stefanos’ arms.
“I assume, Stefanos, that you won’t be leaving Krinos’ side tonight,” he says, chuckling away like he’s made some huge joke. Stefanos ignores him and grabs my waist even tighter.
“Roberto, when you have a minute I need to discuss a business deal with you,” I say.
Roberto raises an eyebrow and suggests I follow him. I turn back to Stefanos and ask him to go get us a drink. I can see he wants to argue, but he doesn’t. I turn and follow Roberto.
Once we are in a private room, I take a seat and explain what I need from him.
“You know I’ll give you as much power as you need, Krinos, though you will have to give me what I need as well.”
“And what exactly do you need?”
“I want a larger shipment and I want a much bigger discount.”
“I can do that, as long as the guns come at a better price. If I’m giving you a discount, Roberto, you’d better be giving me the best cut rate you can muster.”
“Of course, Krinos, of course. But may I ask who this is for? I know it’s not for any of your men, as I supply you quite heavily.”
He’s correct. We already have enough firepower for an army of men,
so there is no reason for us to need anymore.
“Strictly business, Roberto, I need information and these men are going to help me get it,” I say as I go to stand up to make my way back outside.
“Don’t let revenge cloud your judgment Krinos. It never works out in the end.”
“Obviously, my revenge will work out just fine, Roberto. I’ve been through hell and back and I’m still here, bitch and all.”
As I make my way back out to the party, I see Stefanos at the bar talking to a blonde woman who’s wearing next to no clothes. And the bastard is smiling at her. I don’t take my eyes off them as I walk up. I notice her eyes haven’t left his either. She’s looking him up and down like he’s a piece of meat ready for her to devour. Once I reach him I place my hand on his shoulder to gain his attention and as soon as I do, the tramp death stares me. Stefanos ignores her and places his arm around my waist and leans in to kiss my cheek. I look up and see she still hasn’t moved from her position and is continuing to stare.
“Can I help you?” I ask, and she sneers in return. I look her up and down, returning the favor. I’m surprised by her stance towards me. She doesn’t care who I am, and she doesn’t seem to be affected by me at all. She is covered in tattoos and has them on her fingers, arms and neck. She has long flowing blonde platinum hair and dark brown eyes. She’s quite attractive and very beautiful even with all the ink covering her body.
“Oh, I don’t know about that Eliza, but I’m sure you will.” She winks at me and picks up her glass and struts off with her barely there dress and hooker heels. I turn to Stefanos for answers, but he shrugs his shoulders. I pin him with a stare until he gives me the words I need to hear.
“You know that look doesn’t work on me, Princess. But I will tell you ‘cause you can withhold sex from me and there is no way I want that. I have no idea who she is. She introduced herself and said she was glad to finally meet me. That’s all; you interrupted when you came over.”