“Amador, let me speak to you for a second,” Mateo said as they stepped back from where Tony was. “You have been sleeping with Iris for two years now, but I don’t trust her. The whole point in killing the Teflon Divas was to gain revenge for our family's name and to get our honor back. They killed Hector and Ricardo. And from what I understand, it was Iris who set all this in motion. She was Cash and turned on her friends for money,” Mateo stated.
“Don’t worry, I have Iris under control,” Amador said.
“How are you going to have her under control when she can’t even control her damn self? What kind of woman shoots her own child, leave her for dead, and betray her own friends? You read the reports just like I did. The Teflon Divas were like sisters. They grew up together, got money, and killed together. So, now we have the grimiest and the most disloyal one of them all in our home and in control of our men. You’re thinking with your wrong head. That woman cannot be trusted around our family. That’s like letting a giant snake in here and expecting it not to strike,” Mateo said to him with anger in his voice. “Ughh!” Mateo gasped for air as Amador dropped the baseball bat and punched him straight in his stomach. Mateo bent over holding his stomach then looked up to see a chrome 9mm pressed against his skull.
“I don’t care if you are older than me, cousin, nor that you are my right hand. I love you, but I will end your fucking life!” Amador shouted meaning every word.
“See, she has already gotten into your head and you’re starting to act like her. We’re family,” Mateo said looking at him.
Amador squinted his eyes and pulled the gun away from his head and tucked it behind his back into the waistline of his pants. He pulled on the long cigar inhaling the thick smoke then picked back up the metal baseball bat. “When I say I have everything under control, don’t question it. I’m never pussy whipped. I whip the pussy,” Amador shouted and swung the baseball bat.
Tony’s eyes opened in fear realizing he had no time to block the blow as the bat crushed into the side of his head, “Ahhh!” he hollered in excruciating pain and his body fell sideways, “No boss! Please no!” he screamed.
Amador swung the bat over and over hitting him in the chest and ribs. Tony’s bones could be heard cracking into pieces with every blow to his body. “What I say goes, not anyone else!” Amador said while raising the bat high and coming down on his forehead. Tony’s head split open like a pumpkin being dropped from the second story window. Pieces of his brain mixed with blood and tissue splashed on the ground and onto Amador’s face. Amador wiped his face and looked down in horror. Tony was still alive making grunting sounds and wiggling on the ground like a fish out of water.
Mateo pulled out his 45 caliber handgun from the holster on his waist and fired two shots into his heart causing him to die instantaneously. Mateo looked at Amador and shook his head and walked off. “It’s my job to put motherfuckers out of their misery, not yours!” Amador shouted at Mateo’s back while breathing hard. He looked down to see that his cigar that was still lit had fell out of his mouth during the attack. He picked it up and inhaled deeply. “I got this. I have her under control. As soon as Iris kills the Teflon Divas, she will be next,” he mumbled to himself while exhaling the thick, white smoke out of his nostrils.
CHAPTER 10
Amador held tight on her perfect waistline while she bounced up and down then slowly winded her hips, "Ahh ugh! Shit!” he groaned.
“Who you fucking love? Who do you love more than anybody in this fucking world?”
“You baby, you Iris!” Amador shouted.
Iris eased off his manhood slowly and inched her way up pressing his chest and lowered herself onto his face. “Mmm,” he moaned as he greedily licked and sucked her clit and pussy lips.
“Sssh yes! Suck that shit. That’s where all men belong, under a woman. If I never learned anything from Bless, it’s that women had the power. Now, eat my pussy like it was your last meal on earth,” Iris moaned while continuing to rock her hips back and forth from his nose to his chin. “Ahhh,” Iris moaned as cum came rushing down out of her sweet box and on Amador's face and into his mouth. As he licked away like a porn star, her pussy was so sensitive the touch of his tongue caused her body to shake.
The room door busted open. Iris swiftly grabbed her 40 caliber handgun from up under the pillow and twisted her body around to face the door while still on Amador. She lowered the gun, smiled, and laughed from seeing who walked through the door.
Yanil was a light skin complexion woman with long, dirty blonde hair. She was 180 pounds with a voluptuous body. She had wide hips and an ass you could see from all angles. She had the best body that money could buy. She stood there in a sleeveless black dress that was held up by her double D sized breasts, that Iris was sure Amador over paid for since he was an ass man anyway. Yanil's arms were folded and her platinum diamond ring on her finger hit the light and made Iris's eyes squint.
“Oh God, please get rid of her. I've had a long day and already know where the fuck this is heading,” Iris said while easing off Amador’s face and trying to hide her frustration.
Amador sat up, “Fuck!” he shouted from seeing his wife standing a few feet away.
“Wipe the damn cum off your mouth before you speak to me, you dirty hoe,” Yanil said.
Amador grabbed the black silk sheet cover on the bed and quickly wiped his mouth and chin.
“It’s one thing when you fuck your hoes in the street. I can deal with that shit, but it’s a totally different thing and disrespectful for you to be sleeping with a bitch in or our home around our children. Show me some God damn respect!” Yanil shouted.
“I see you got some things to handle, baby. You handle that while I take a shower," Iris said then bent over and kissed Amador on the lips.
Rage traveled through Yanil’s body. She unfolded her arms and stomped over to the bed. She was 5’9 inches, much taller than Iris, and knew she could easily take the 5’4 inch woman. Besides, it wasn’t the first time she had to beat the living shit out of some tramps Amador was messing with and got out of line. She grabbed Iris by her arms, yanked her around, and raised her hand ready to punch her with all her might. Yanil quickly realized she made a huge mistake putting her hands on this woman. Iris didn’t think, but just reacted karate chopping Yanil in the throat. “Uggh,” she gasped for air and held her neck before she could catch her breath.
Iris spin kicked her in the stomach. The force of the powerful blow sent Yanil up in the air flying backwards and landing on her ass. She continued to gasp for air, holding her chest. An air bubble got stuck in her throat causing her to hiccup and the air bubble was set free along with the dinner she had ate earlier that night. Yellow vomit covered the floor. Before Yanil could wipe her mouth, Iris side kicked her in the temple knocking her side ways. The blow was so hard all Yanil could see was total darkness and bright stars. “You chose the wrong bitch to think you could put your hands on, mami,” Iris said while grabbing her by the hair and lifting her head up. Iris pulled her arm back preparing to hit her with another powerful blow.
Amador's eyes were opened wide in shock and his brain didn’t know how to register what had just taken place. Iris had reacted so fast, even naked, she was a deadly weapon. He realized his wife's life was about to end forgetting that Iris was a professional killer, no matter how beautiful, soft, and delicate she looked. “NOOO! Don’t you dare lay another hand on her!” Amador shouted causing Iris to stop her attack.
“What the fuck do you mean, no? This bitch put her hands on me. Both of you got me twisted if ya’ll think I’m some push over! And you going to pick her over me? I thought you loved me more than anything in this world!” Iris said with pain in her eyes.
Amador's mind began to race thinking of Iris’s past of how she turned on Tess and Bless because she felt their love for her wasn’t strong enough. “No baby, it’s nothing like that at all,” Amador said while sitting on the bed with his hands up hoping he would calm her down. “I jus
t can’t have you kill my wife, she’s the mother of my children,” Amador stated.
“So, what are you saying? Are you saying I’m just a fuck? Nothing more than a bitch you have been sleeping with for two years!” Iris shouted as her eyes watered up and her emotions beginning to take over. Her chest raised up and down as she breathed heavily.
Amador looked at Iris standing there and knew she was seconds from having an emotional breakdown. If that were to happen, he and his wife would be dead. They stood no chance against her and he’d never get the opportunity to wipe out the Teflon Divas. “No baby, you mean the world to me. Yanil is just my wife. She means less than the ground I walk on. I only kept her around to watch the children, but I'll prove it to you. Just stay there,” Amador eased up to walk to the master bathroom in the bedroom.
Yanil's head was spinning. It took everything in her power to keep her mouth shut and flipping on Amador. But, after the beating she received by Iris, she knew it was best to be quiet. 'I underestimated that short bitch. She can fight. And by the look in her eyes, she is more than loco, but I refuse to be disrespected in my own home by her or my husband. I can’t do shit now, but I’ll make my phone calls. I'm getting my cousin, Jari, Sonia, and Tummy to kill them both. Then my family will take over the business,' Yanil thought to herself.
Iris stood there with her left hand on her hip and a puzzled look on her face. She sniffed the air and tooted up her nose. The master bathroom door was wide open and Amador could be heard making grunting sounds. The smell of feces lingered in the air then the sound of the toilet flushing. Seconds later, Amador walked out of the bathroom. “Ewww! You’re just nasty! Taking a shit with the door wide open and you didn’t even wash your damn hands,” Iris said with her facial expression twisted up in disgust.
“My hands aren’t the only thing I didn’t clean. You wanted me to prove that I love you and you only, so I am,” Amador replied.
Yanil shook her head, “I've been dealing with that nasty ass man for years,” she said out loud.
“You just shut up, bitch!” Amador said while pointing his index finger at her.
“So, how is you not having good hygiene going to prove your love for me?” Iris replied.
“I’m getting to that part now,” Amador said then walked over to the bed and laid down, “Yanil, get up and come over here, right now," he ordered.
Yanil nervously stood up and looked at Iris as if she wanted to punch her in the face, but knew now wasn’t the time to make her move. She walked to the bed and looked at Amador lay on his back with his knees up and feet resting flat on the bed. “I can’t believe what the hell has taken place in my own home. The things you’re saying. The fact you even got this women in our house. I knew something was wrong when you didn’t come to bed. Now, you’re saying you love her more than me! I’m your family, asshole. You let her put her hands on me and you didn’t even think to react. Anybody else you would have had them killed. What’s so special about this bitch?” Yanil shouted.
“Hey, watch your fucking mouth, bitch. I wasn’t done with you by a long shot!” Iris shouted.
“Pssst,” Yanil sucked her teeth and looked at her then turned her attention back to her husband.
“Yanil, shut the fuck up. I’m tired of you yapping your lips. You always think you better than what you are. Bitch, I found you in the gutter ten years ago. I should have left you there. I gave you some money and power. Now, you think you better than everyone else forgetting who you are and where you came from!” Amador shouted.
“Fuck you! I don’t have to stay here and take this from you or her. I’m out of here and I promise you. You’ll never see your children, again,” Yanil shouted.
Before she could even turn around and walk away, Amador sat up straight and wrapped his hand around her neck. “You’re stupid to think that I’d let you leave this house alive and take my children. That fat bank account of yours, I control. So, you’ll have no money if you ever try to run. I own this fucking city. So there will be no place for you to go. Now, if you want to keep your life and this pleasant lifestyle with shopping sprees and living in this nice house, you will do as I fucking say. Do you fucking understand me?” Amador said through his clenched teeth while squeezing tighter around her neck. She choked on her own saliva while trying to take a breath as she nodded her head up and down. “Good. Now, eat my ass, bitch, or I’ll kill you where you stand.”
Iris's eyes opened up wide, 'Damn, I didn’t see that coming. Is she really going to do it? I’d choose death before eating some assholes ass that decided to take a shit and didn’t wipe his butt. Oh, hell no,' Iris thought to herself.
Amador released his grip off of Yanil’s neck causing her to bend over and catch her breath, “Fuck you, you bastard!” she shouted then turned around and took off running.
Amador grabbed a handful of her blonde hair and yanked her backwards, “You think I’m fucking playing with you!” he shouted while pulling her backwards. He grabbed Iris’s gun that was under the pillow and pressed it against Yanil’s forehead while laying down on his back with his knees up. “Lick the shit out of my ass, bitch or I'm going to grab a pillow, press it against your face, and blow that smart ass mouth of yours off,” he said. Yanil began to cry making sobbing sounds. Tears flowed down her cheeks like a waterfall and her head ached after Amador grabbed her hair. She turned around with saying please with her eyes to Iris.
“Oh bitch, don’t look this way. You won’t get any help over here. But, if I was in the position, in which I would never be, I would choose a bullet to the brain before eating his ass. Hell, we both smelled what he did in that bathroom. Just the thought of it got my stomach bubbling, baby doll,” Iris said to her.
Yanil hollered as Amador yanked her hair pulling her face between his legs while he spread them even wider. The foul odor hit her nostrils right away making her want to gag and vomit, but couldn’t because nothing was left in her stomach from the fight she had with Iris. “Please, don’t make me do this,” she begged.
“Don’t make me ask you again, Yanil or I will pull the trigger.”
Tears continued to flow down her face. She closed her eyes, stuck out her tongue, and began to lick between his butt cheeks. “That’s right. Lick it all up. Make sure my ass is nice and clean,” Amador said while moaning.
Iris's stomach felt as if it was doing back flips from watching what Yanil was doing to Amador.
“Mmm, just like that,” he moaned enjoying the sensation from her tongue. He looked up to see Iris's left hand covering her mouth and right hand holding her stomach. “You see, baby, it’s you that I love. Now, come here,” he said to Iris.
"You’ve proved more than enough to me,” Iris replied walking over to the bed.
“Get on the bed,” he said to her. Iris smiled and crawled over Yanil onto the king sized bed. “Bend over, baby,” he said.
“Why?” Iris replied with a confused look on her face.
“Because she’s going to lick your ass as well,” he replied as a huge grin spread a crossed Iris's face as she bent over. “Go ahead and eat her ass,” he said while still pointing the gun at Yanil.
“I fucking hate you. I hate your guts. You are a weak ass man,” Yanil responded while crying hysterically.
“There you go with that damn mouth of yours. Go put it to use and eat some more ass before I lose my patience,” Amador said trying hard not to shoot her. Yanil looked at him with hate in her eyes and made her way behind Iris where she opened her voluptuous ass cheeks and dove in.
Two hours later, Yanil ran out of the guest bathroom crying non-stop after her husband and Iris had their way with her. Amador leaned back on the brown leather headboard inhaling the smoke from a thick cigar that rested between his lips. Iris laid on his chest while playing with his dick and listening to his heartbeat.
“You know I could kill you without even breaking a sweat. And that’s what I will do if I ever feel like you don’t love me,” Iris said.
'Damn, this
bitch is really emotionally disturbed. It’s like she really needs to be loved in order to function properly. I’m going to have to wrap this up. I don’t know how long my manipulation will work on her unstable ass. As soon as the Teflon Divas are dead, I’m putting a bullet in her head. It was much easier to control her when our relationship was secret and she rarely seen me. She was nowhere near this damn crazy, but now she’s so fucking clingy,' Amador thought to himself as he looked down at Iris and wondered how someone so beautiful could be so insane. “Why you have to talk to me like that? Have I ever failed you? Haven’t I always proved myself to you?" Amador replied.
“Yes, you’re right. It’s just I get concerned that you won’t be able to love me like I want to be loved,” Iris said.
“With everything you’re saying to me right now, I need to ask you a question. How'd you let Tess get away and didn’t follow her through the jungle? Maybe it’s me that should be questioning your love and loyalty. Because I have proven everything to you, but your ends are still a bit loose,” Amador said getting inside her head.
“Everything with Tess wasn’t what it always seemed to be. She is more dangerous than you think and way smarter. The trucks we were following south in the jungle wasn’t her,” Iris replied.
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