Chapter 259 - They Won't Ruin the Vacation - mdtres
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"Room four hundred thirty," I heard Simon's voice in my ear, giving me the information I was waiting for.
"Sweetheart, I'm going to the bathroom to do number two. I'll be right back." Her face was full of distress. I winked at her and left the hotel nightclub.
"Cherry..."
"I'm watching her."
"Thanks, brother."
I reached the elevator, pressed the button for the fourth floor, and put on my bulletproof suit, which was amazing—the best investment I've ever made. When I saw Simon and Onion take those rounds of bullets and they looked like two steel beams, I told myself I’d buy one of those. I got to the room's door and took off the top part of the suit.
"Just let me know," I said, waiting for them to clone the cameras so nothing would be recorded.
"Clear," Simon said. I put away my glasses, pulled up my hood, and knocked on the door. A few seconds passed. I closed my eyes, focused, and cleared my mind. I heard footsteps on the stairs and realized the elevator was going up; there might be two of them.
I attached the silencer to my gun and took off the safety. The door opened, and I quickly entered, closing the door with my leg while aiming at the third guy from the photos—that's what I called them. He was a guy with a red mole from his chin to his neck.
"Nice to meet you."
The guy broke free and threw two punches at me. There was a knock on the door. I had to finish this quickly. I delivered three strong, precise kicks to the guy in his sleepwear. While he was on the floor trying to get up, I took out the sedative.
"Who the hell are you?" the guy asked as he stood up.
"It's a shame you can't see my handsome princely face."
I kicked him in the leg, breaking the bone with the force. The guy screamed, and the person at the door started to struggle with it. Quickly, I injected the dose that would put him to sleep like a baby.
As one fell, another entered, and I saw the shadow of a third staying outside, hiding. The fourth guy from the images was a big Arnold-sized man. I smiled.
"Shall we play with our fists?" I said. The guy frowned.
"You're becoming a pain in the ass," said the walking closet.
"Correction, we're a huge pain. Call us by our name, we're a damn pain in the ass. Big-time, old man."
I heard Roland and the guys laughing in my ear. The guy pulled out his gun and fired straight at my chest. I raised my arms, and he fired again. I shrugged, staying in a strategic spot, in a perfect angle to shoot the one who stayed at the door and to face the one shooting at point-blank range. The man's face was astonished.
"It's a shame you can't see my charming smile, but I have a lady waiting to dance."
I took two leaps and got to a safe distance, kicked him in the chest, pulled out my gun, and shot him in the right hand. Now he couldn't shoot me, and at that moment, I turned to aim at the one who came in to help his friend. Indeed, it was the guy from photo two. I didn't give him time to shoot me; I shot him twice, once in the foot and once in the calf. While they screamed, I took out the other dose and injected it into photo four and then into photo two.
"Good job," Roland said. "Now, pain in the ass, go dance."
"Two more to go."
"Don't get cocky, the guys will take out the trash."
I put away my hood, removed the silencer from my gun, and left the room, closing the door just as I entered the elevator. Butt Scratch and Simon entered the room. I got back to the nightclub and watched my woman sitting and playing with her beer for a moment. She was divine. I approached her.
"May I have this dance, pretty lady?" Her beautiful black eyes sparkled.
"You took a long time in the bathroom." She extended her hand. I interlaced our fingers and signaled Cherry to leave.
"Let's say number two didn't go as quickly as I wanted; it turned into three rounds."
Seeing my woman's face trying to interpret my words, it only took her the walk to the dance floor. She hugged me tightly, and my chest hurt where I had taken the two bullet impacts.
"You faced three men, my Black? Did you kill them?" she asked as we started to dance. I shook my head.
"I put them to sleep, they need to be interrogated."
"Alright."
We danced all night. At dawn, when we entered the hotel room, I checked that my sister and nephews were in their beds. I kissed Karen on the forehead.
"Did you have fun?" she said, half-asleep.
"Yes, sis, keep sleeping. Tomorrow's itinerary is at the amusement park, we need to have spare rechargeable batteries."
"Goodnight, thanks for everything you do for me, I love you, bro."
"Love you too. Now rest."
She got comfortable again, and I turned off the light. I went to my room, and my woman was waiting for me naked. Instantly, I got hard, but this suit was torture for an erection. I undressed to free my cock. I reached her and climbed on top of her.
"No, tonight you will enjoy." Shirly turned me over and leaned on the bruise I probably had on my chest, and I couldn't help but let out a groan. "What's wrong?"
"It's just the consequence of taking two bullets to the chest." Her eyes welled up. "But my dick wasn't harmed." She smiled.
"Baby, promise me you won't die, don't leave me alone."
"Sweetheart, I can't promise that, I'll do everything to stay by your side, but remember something, my love. Because of my job and my past, I have many dead on my back, we live with death.
"But if I have to die, I hope it's saving my boss, my brothers, my mother, my woman, my sister, nephew, and for those kids we'll have. In a month, you'll be my wife, and I can't wait to wear our wedding rings."
"I don't like hearing you talk like that."
"We're all going to die, so enjoy your dick." I gestured downwards to show how hard it was.
"You're impossible."
I smiled, and my woman's lips, tongue, and kisses took me to the best moment of the day. I did nothing, just let her spoil me. Shirly was an excellent sucker.
"Get on top, sweetheart."
"No, baby, today I'm going to drain you, I love tasting you."
"I love you."
"I adore you."
After an amazing sex session, when she drained me, I went to get some ointment for my chest. I was almost asleep when her delicate hands were caressing the bruise.
The bang at the door scared the sleep out of me. I covered Shirly's mouth, we looked at each other, and I had only a few seconds. My family… my heart raced. Quickly, I put on my headphones, boxers, and glasses.
"They got in, Rat!" I said. "Shirly, put on my suit, no arguing."
I grabbed my two guns, left the room, heart pounding. Photo one had my sister as a shield, and photo five had my youngest nephew.
"Churrusco." It was Rascal's voice. "Left window of the living room."
I can control anything, but it kills knowing your family is in danger.
"Rat on the way."
I took a deep breath. I walked, aiming at the guys, each of my hands pointing at one, slowly guiding them to where I needed, or at least to get them in the sniper's sight.
"We're only taking your sister and one of your nephews, we won't harm them, we need a guarantee."
"Guarantee of what or for what? Who are you? What the hell do you want from us?"
"To neutralize you."
"I have him in my sights," said Rascal. "Just give the order." I looked at the one holding and pointing at my little boy's head.
"I'm at your door," Rat commented. I spoke in Spanish.
"Rat, over my right ear, when you authorize." I looked at each of them. "You shouldn't have messed with my family." I had said in English.
"We won't harm you." I laughed.
"But I will. Now!"
Everything happened in a second, I couldn't move because I was the reference point for Rat when he entered, it was just a matter of trusting them. The glass shattered, and blood stained my sister's face. At the same time, Rat came in, shooting in the exact direction I had told him. The shot passed millimeters from my ear.
The one holding my nephew was hit in the left shoulder. Instinctively, he let go of my nephew, and I lunged to catch him as Simon unloaded his gun on the guy. I managed to catch him, hugged him, and for the first time, I felt fear. I kissed the boy's forehead, Karen came to my side, and I hugged her too.