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I buried my face into his neck, gripping his arms so tightly I thought my fingers were going to break. The orgasm erupted through me, filling my body with such an intense release I could barely catch myself. Claymore thrust deep, his dick sliding in and out of my swollen pussy, until his body started to tense. He slipped his dick out, coating the top of my thigh with his load.
We were both panting, trying to catch our breaths when he leaned in to plant a soft kiss on my lips and again on my forehead. I heard the sound of muffled voices coming from the main floor like people were arguing or chatting up a storm.
“I wish we could stay here forever.”
“I wish we could too, Ella. How about you join me in the shower? Looks like we’re gonna have to head down a little earlier than I thought,” he said.
“Of course.”
“I’ll go start the water.”
Claymore came back a few minutes later with his disheveled blonde hair and that soft flush of his skin. He outstretched his hand for me to take it and I did. He kissed it, leading me to the bathroom, shutting the door behind us as the steam enveloped us both.
Chapter Seventeen
Claymore
One Month Later
I sat at the kitchen island, gobbling down a pound of chicken wings while Ella was in the shower. An entire month had gone by in the blink of an eye. Tank headed a team to take down every King and Lion he found in his path, but there’d been no sign of Ray or Fang.
Tank spent every day over the last few weeks trying to cut off each source of Ray’s cash flow, trying to destroy every corner of his business, but to our surprise, they didn’t exist anymore.He’s gotta be planning to run, right? Why else wouldn’t he pay? Why let his best deals go sour?
Tank headed into the kitchen, grabbing a cold one while he slid the ledger over to me.
“A month of looking and every fucking name on that list doesn’t deal with Ray anymore. Shipments cut, bills unpaid, and a lot of angry motherfuckers.”
“Ray told me he planned on destroying us. Why the fuck would every asset of his go cold?” I asked, tossing a wing bone into the cardboard box it came in.
“Maybe Fang’s got other plans. This bitch has been impossible to get a hold of. Ray’s made a few appearances, always showing up wherever Ella is, but not Fang. She’s covering her ass and doing a damn good job at it,” Tank said.
“Maybe she’s not the one we need to be focusing on then.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Right now, Ray’s the weak link. He doesn’t have control of his money, every fucking supplier we talked to all spoke of some woman handling things. Ray doesn’t like to give up control. He’s probably regretting that little partnership as we speak. I think we could use that to our advantage.”
“How so?” I heard a voice ask and I turned around to see Ella standing there.
Her blonde hair was dark and damp with little ringlet curls laying over her shoulders.
“Yeah, Claymore. How so?” Ripper chimed in.
“Every single Lion we caught said Fang was the one they feared most. They didn’t even blink when they heard Ray’s name. Some of ’em even said Ray’s done for. We know she’s been doing business on his behalf, but up until this point, we never really considered that she’s acting on her own,” I explained.
“So, Ray put her in charge thinking he had her wrapped around his little finger and she fucking betrayed him? That what you’re saying?” asked Ripper.
“Could be. Ray’s assets were his golden ticket to destroying us. The guns, the money, the birdie powder. It was all part of his little game. If they don’t wanna do business with him, then his little partner may be the reason why. She may have taken everything, which leaves Ray with no fighting power.”
“Seems to me like her agenda doesn’t involve destroying you guys,” said Ella and I nodded.
“Seems to me like you might be right.”
“So, what are we gonna do? We still need to find him, especially if Fang is gonna become a problem,” Ripper said.
“I have no clue. This is exactly the kind of shit that would send him right back into hiding.”
“I’m not so sure,” Ella muttered.
