Page 64 of Punished
Rico nodded in satisfaction as he watched the torturous death of one of his enemies. He signed the wordsburn in hell,then settled more comfortably in the bed. Alessia let the body fall onto the plastic and Rico’s men got to work with the disposal. She walked over to her husband, kissing him with all the passion and love a wife could have for her other half. He recognized that amount of devotion as his parents were also inseparable.
Rico spoke once their kiss was broken, and Maverick listened.
Excellent work, I’m impressed, Rico signed.
Thank you, sir,Maverick replied in kind.
Stay a few days, help us clean out the vermin,Rico signed.
That was the order from my dad. And killing people is what I do, Maverick signed his reply.
Good. For now, wash up, you look a mess, and get comfortable. Eat, refresh,Rico said.
Thank you, sir,Maverick replied, then looked at Akane.
She smirked and nodded for him to follow her, which he did. As soon as they were outside of the room, Akane slammed Maverick against the wall. The men guarding the door looked at them briefly, but then averted their gaze. Maverick stared at her, his cock was already hard after watching a man die, but now it was solid and aching.
“You’re mine,” Akane said.
“Yours?” Maverick asked, because he didn’t take kindly to women laying claim on him.
She nodded. “I better not catch you with another woman.”
“I belong only to myself,” Maverick said, then shoved Akane off him. She took a few steps back but kept her sights on him. “Oh, I’ll fuck you again, because we both want that. But don’t ever think you own me.”
Akane smiled, her head tilting as she gazed at Maverick. “I don’t repeat myself,” she said, then turned and began making her way down the hall. She stopped a few doors down and pointed to a door. “Your room is here.” With that, she walked away.
Maverick entered the room that looked like a standard hotel room, but his accommodations were the last thing on his mind. Just what in the hell had he gotten himself into with Akane? The smart side of his brain told him to leave that vixen the hell alone. But every other part of his body told him that she was to be savored and enjoyed time and time again. After the shit that went down with Melissa, maybe it was best to just listen to his brain for a second and do his job and then leave. Yeah, that was what he was going to do.
Chapter twenty-four
Monty
Monty sat back inthe jacuzzi, Ren snuggled up next to him. Ren’s finger twirled in the blond hair that dusted Monty’s chest and he looked up at his man, resting his chin on his pec.
“Sir?”
“Yes?”
“Do you like working for my family?” Ren asked.
Monty was quiet as he thought about the answer.
“If you don’t want to answer, you don’t have to,” Ren said.
Monty sighed. “I think working for your family has awakened things inside of me that I didn’t know existed.”
Ren’s brows creased in his curiosity and he sat up straight to get a better view of his Sir and husband. “What doyou mean?”
Since being married... no... since the first time Monty and Ren had sex, he’d opened up more with his sub. They’d learned a great deal about each other over that time. This was another of those conversations where lying wasn’t an option.
“I’ve always known that I wasn’t the type of man who wanted to live within the rules of society,” Monty said. “It was one of the reasons I gravitated toward the lifestyle I live... that we live. I could never be what some considered ‘normal’.”
“I love who you are,” Ren said.
“I’m who I need to be,” Monty said. “Your family has put me in several situations where I’ve had to make choices. Choices I didn’t ever see myself having to make.”
Ren’s gaze lowered for a few seconds, then he looked at Monty, eye-to-eye. “Have you killed anyone?”
