Page 40 of Hooked On A California Kingpin

Three Cadillac Escalade trucks were parked right in front of my father’s estate. I eyed the two guards that held guns in their hands like they were guarding the president.

“I’ve done my own research. I know how to handle myself.” I turned in my seat to face Sovereign just as Luca opened the door. This woman made me want to choke the living shit out of her. What research had she done, I wouldn’t be surprised if she had her Abuela pull information for Sovereign’s advantage.

Miguella, her Abuela was a different kind of breed. She truly didn’t give a fuck about no one or nothing but herself. It was very crazy to me how the Ruiz and Martinez cartel united. A lot of men stayed out of Miguella’s way, not wanting to do business with her at all. Miguella didn’t move off morals at all. She moved off of greed and hunger for power and more money.

“Do what the fuck I told you Sovereign. You forget your sister is only alive because my top paid doctor is keeping her that way in the states. Don’t fuck with me.” I mushed her in the head as she cursed behind my back. Big B and Killa stood on the first set of steps. If only my mom knew who she was overseas with. I hoped like hell she didn’t fuck Nueva. No matter how much peace the Ruiz cartel would try to keep. My father would bend that peace and seek blood if this man fucked my mom.

Snatching Sovereign hand, I gave a light squeeze and this crazy bitch tried to squeeze tighter. I chuckled at the effort and gave her another squeeze that made her suck in air. Her eyes welled with tears I turned all the way towards her and yanked her by the hand. She slammed right into my hard body.

Leaning down, I inhaled her scent then nipped her ear with my teeth.

“Keep fucking with me Sovereign, I’ll postpone this meeting and punish that fat pretty pussy of yours while I’m texting my people in the states to dope up that treacherous bitch with so much morphine that will make her flat line right on the fucking spot. Wipe your fucking face, fix your fucking face, and carry yourself like a fucking boss bitch and the wife of a cartel king.” My mouth hovered above her ear as she snatched the cloth from the top of my suit jacket and dabbed at her eyes. She placed her soft hands on my neck then turned my face until my ear was touching her plump lips.

“When this is over, you will never touch, taste, or smell me. You better hope like hell you can locate me.” She grabbed the outside of my crotch and squeezed. My dick stiffened from the tight grip she had. “One day, very soon… you will see just how tight of a grip that I got you by these big balls of yours. You will beg and beg hard for me to release these bitches.” She released her grip and quickly walked away from me, leaving me breathing hard and pissed with a hard ass dick. Her curvy ass backside didn’t make matters any better.

Soon as we walked in, my fathers butler held a tray with champagne flutes. We all declined except Sovereign who downed the first glass with a couple of gulps. She held her French tip index finger up to have the butler wait. When she finished her flute, she placed the empty one on the tray and downed another. Sitting that one down, I pinched the tip of my nose to stop myself from torching her ass.

She picked up the third flute, just as I grabbed her free hand. I led her all the way to the left wing of my father’s estate where he held all his important meetings. As the guards opened the double doors, Sovereign burped and hiccuped loud as fuck. Killa couldn’t hold back his laugh, Big B looked like he was struggling to keep a straight fucking face. Sovereign laughed lowly and shrugged as she took a small sip from her flute. I gave her a warning glare for the last warning I had to offer. If she fucked up and made me look bad in this meeting, I planned on killing everything attached to her that she gave a fuck about.

I kept a neutral face and observed the many men that accompanied the rectangular cherry wood table. Nodding my head and making eye contact with every man that sat in this room. I made my way to Sovereign’s Abuela first to show respect, I kissed each side of her cheek as Sovereign did the same to my father to show the unity that we all had. The Golden triangle was in place, no matter how we felt about each other. In front of outsiders, we had to appear as one.

I pulled Sovereign seat out and eyed her with adoration to prove to every man at this table that she was mine. Once I pulled out her seat and made sure she was seated, Killa took a seat away from the table to the far-right corner as Big B stood behind me with my flamethrower in his hand. My father nodded to me, and I winked back at him. That was my cue to begin the meeting.

“Thanks, Nueva for joining the Golden Triangle, meeting new members as well as alliances.” Out the corner of my eyes, I could see Sovereign’s Abuela pass her a white envelope. She picked up her champagne glass and took a small sip from it, sitting it back down quietly.

“I do not wish to make an alliance, perhaps we can make peace amongst each other.” I smiled at him, I decided to jump into the real reason this meeting was called.

“Peace? You speak of peace as if it is easily given. I know that you are very intelligent Nueva… very calculated in everything it is that you do. So, when a powerful man like yourself takes it upon yourself and out of your busy schedule to find yourself in my neck of the woods, courting my mother. The Ruiz cartel will answer to the hidden messages that you are sending.” My father cracked his neck, running his hands down his hair that had pounds of gel in it. His face was turning red. Tension in the room was so thick that you could slice through it.

“I would love peace, you see… we are about making money peacefully with no hiccups involved. We stand on that.” The look on my father’s face wasn’t peaceful at all. I could always sense when he was about to explode. I was surprised he hadn’t spoken just yet. He couldn’t sit still, every couple of seconds, he shifted in his seat. His jaws kept clenching; this meeting would probably turn into a blood bath in a matter of seconds. My father loved my mom with everything inside of him. Nueva could have picked any other wife to play around with. He went after my mom because he knew the effect it would have on my father.

“What can a half breed like yourself tell me about a fucking hiccup.” Nueva slammed his hands on the table. I snatched my eyes from him as my father leaned forward. I shook my head no. My father could never stand back and watch someone disrespect me. We all knew how much other cartel heads talked about me. How I wasn’t fit to run a cartel being a half breed. They didn’t respect me and right now Nueva was trying to press buttons to get a reaction. I was a businessman first and a cold-blooded killer second. Our cartel was just rebranding itself. We didn’t have the time for a stupid war but Nueva kept pushing for one, his wish would be granted. My patience was starting to run out. The urge that I was feeling to have Big B drown him in lighter fluid was starting to rise.

“I will tell you a lot about a hiccup.” Sovereign stood allowing the bottom of her seat to scrape against the floor. “See, my husband is Muy lindo (very nice), but me? I’m into sending messages right back to the muthafucka that thought they could try to fondle my pussy with no fucking condom.” I bit my bottom lip and concealed my anger that was about to spill out over the entire room. Sovereign was stepping out her place.

“What can a perra negra do to me!” He stood up and I could hear guns being drawn.

“Sit the fuck down and let this black bitch give you the only warning you will ever receive before I have your men viewing you like the perra you truly are!” Her voice elevated, bouncing off the walls. I could see fire blazing behind those pretty hazel eyes. She picked up the white envelope and slid it across the table.

“Before you open that envelope, and I start talking fucking freely. I’ll advise you to make your men leave. What you are about to pull out of that envelope is very personal and I’m willing to bet my life that you do not want any of your men to see.” She smirked and picked up her champagne flute. A couple of seconds passed before Nueva waved his hand. I was so stunned that I had to take a seat myself and let Sovereign work the room. She was looking even sexier from how well posed she stood. I looked over at my father and he had an amused look plastered on his face. Killa looked like he was super excited to see what had unfolded.

When all of Nueva’s men cleared out the room. Sovereign laughed loud like the villains do in those marvel movies.

“Open that fucking envelope, I got shit to do and I’m ready for this problem to be wrapped up in five minutes.” Nueva carefully opened the envelope as pictures spilled out. So, no one could see, he hurriedly picked them up and gripped them tightly. His tan colored face started to turn pale. His hands trembled as he looked up at only Sovereign with fear in his eyes.

“You love trannies Nueva?” She raised her brow and smirked. “I have nothing against what a man likes, but what will all the other cartel members that you have strong alliances with think of that? I mean not only do you pay to fuck, but you also visit brothels like the one you visited in Thailand. Ain’t no telling what you told my mom in law to break free from her to go slut that small snappin turtle dick of yours. You went to the cheapest brothel in Thailand to go fuck on underage boys. I have that on tape to by the way.” She let out a small laugh, Nueva had a haunted look on his face.

“Here in Mexico, they’d cut your fucking dick off for such acts. Good thing my father-in-law has nothing to worry about when it comes to you fucking the love of his life.” She picked imaginary dirt from underneath her nails and looked up at me and winked.

“What do you want from me?” His voice cracked, he sounded like he was on edge of breaking down and crying.

“I would prefer your life, but I don’t have the final say. See men have a way of making things harder. I’m not into having piss contest nor seeing whose balls are bigger. For the troubles and the expensive time of mine that you have wasted. I demand fifteen percent from your cartel each month that will be paid upfront in cash. Don’t try to fuck me because I know how much your cartel makes by the week.” That evil sneer of a smile covered Sovereign’s angelic face as she took a small sip of her champagne then continued.

“The Ruiz and Martinez cartel will receive twenty percent cash profit that will be split down the middle. If I even think your plotting some bullshit, I will end you, were you stand. I actually would start with your legacy first. I’d enjoy watching your sick ass suffer first, then ending your misery last. You do understand what I’m saying right?” She taunted him by walking behind him and placing the top of her hands on top of his shoulders.

“Yes.” He bowed his head not even able to look any of us in the eyes.

“Great! Now if you all excuse me, I have other shit to tend to.” She walked past me and directly up to her Abuela who smiled a proud smile. Kissing her on the cheek she opened the double doors and left me sitting in the same spot wondering how the fuck did she think to get her own research in such short time. I thought she was so consumed with her sister’s mess that she hadn’t even thought to dig deep and find out what all the meeting was about. Once again, she proved me wrong and my liking for this woman rose a little more.