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“Why would you do this without my knowledge?” Don Andres spits out, his hand moving toward the waistband of his jeans, but I’m quicker. The first bullet from my Glock embeds in his hand, blowing two fingers clean off, and his eyes widen in horror-filled pain.
The second is to his chest.
The third is to his knee, blowing the bone and forcing his body to the ground.
Then, I stand over him, my eyes on his. “Your first mistake was hiring me. Your second was making a drunken pass at my mother.”
“Alejandro, son…please don’t do this.”
“Your last mistake was thinking I’d stay an errand boy, Patron.” The last bullet snaps his head back, bouncing off the ground as blood quickly pools beneath his body. He’s dead, and the tiny hole between his eyes makes me smile as those out in the field begin to clap.
“Someone’s a little distracted this morning. You okay?” Sol says, bringing me back to the present as she wraps her arms around me and presses those sweet lips against the center of my back. She peppers kisses...
Up and down. Left to right.
And then finishes with a nip over my spine, which she licks. Naughty little thing.
“I am.” A smile curls at my lips and my hand covers hers, just holding the warm flesh against mine. “How about you? Any soreness?”
“No.”
Turning my head, I look at her with a raised brow. “Are you telling me the truth?”
“Why would I lie?”
“Fair enough.” Bringing one of her hands up to my lips, I kiss each knuckle. “Are you hungry?”
“Not yet, but I am content and at peace.” There’s a pause that follows her statement, a lingering quiet that’s not uncomfortable or worrisome because I know what she’s experiencing. Those two states of mind are her gifts to me each time my girl is near. With her, I find my calm. I’m happy. “To be honest with you, Alejandro, I feel at home here. As if this were my everyday life and not some passing moment before reality sinks—”
“Do you trust me, Miss Quintero?” I interrupted, keeping my voice low and even while reaching with my free hand for her hip and keeping her against me.
“I do.” Her lips against my skin curve up into a smile. “Even though I shouldn’t.”
“Why is that?”
“Because you never give yourself completely to what can destroy you.”
“Wise words, Preciosa...” with my grip on her side, I pull her around to stand in front of me “...but useless on me. I’m not going anywhere, and I’m in this for the long haul.”
“Until we’re old and grey?” Fuck, she’s beautiful. No makeup and sleep rumpled, Solimar’s breathtaking while wearing nothing but a white sheet wrapped around her small frame. She’s the perfect backdrop to my morning, and nothing in the vast land behind her compares to the exquisiteness against me.
We’re just a few yards away from the marijuana and poppy plantation on the back end of my Finca where a small cabin sits. It’s where I come to escape and be alone. Where I plan.
The small, 3,000 square-foot property has everything you could need without the added distractions of the internet and apps. This place is quiet and relaxing, and it’s also where I devoured my queen’s pussy late into the morning hours before exhaustion took hold and Solimar passed out on me.
And even then, I still kissed and licked her tender flesh until finding my release with her taste on my tongue and a few pumps of my hand. My hunger for her is insatiable, uncontrollable, and I chose to walk outside and let my mind wander while she slept.
I’m a man of few words.
I’m a planner.
The man who I killed to dethrone had taught me to look past the conventional and seek what others fail to account for, and I know what’s coming. Can almost see each move being made while I sit back and wait.
“Until my lungs expand for the last time and I begin my search for you in our next life.”
“For someone who’s known as a criminal, you’re very romantic.”
“Only with you. No one else sees this side of me.”
