I graduated with honors and my MBA with an understudy in psychology. I was officially the most educated person in my family at only 20. I decided my first action with my fresh degree was to open a night club in St. Louis. I found the perfect location and building and found a contractor who finished the preparations within 4 months.
The Velvet Room opened in September. I was on cloud nine. The perfect man, club, and start to my life. I had even been working with a chemist to create a party drug with less hangover effects than Molly and cocaine.
Wink was the name of this drug, and it was a hit. It was like molly or ecstasy and sold out like crazy. I used the liquor sales to cover the drug business and made quickly decided with how popular this drug was that I needed to expand my sales. With that being said, I needed more cover businesses.
I bought four more clubs, one in Kansas City, Chicago, New Orleans, and Miami. I also bought an agave farm in Arizona and created my own tequila specifically for The Velvet Room. You could say I made my way up fast and caught the attention of the Hernandez Cartel.
Today was the day I was going to check on the club in Chicago. I woke up next to James, shit! He never stays the night after we fuck. I heard Julie, my maid, knock on my door.
“Just a minute!” I yelled. I picked up James’s clothes and threw them at him. He woke up in a panic.
“Oh shit! I must have fell asleep!”
“Get dressed, Julie is outside.” I replied nervously. I threw on my robe and turned on the ceiling fan, blowing away the smell of sex in my room.
“Ms. Fallon, your mother is waiting outside for breakfast with you” Julie responded. She sounded nervous and curious at the same time.
“Okay, thank you Julie, I will be out in a minute.” I threw on my leggings and a hoodie while James pulled on his shoes. I opened the door and peeked out, thank god Julie had left. James ran to his room to shower and change out of his day-old clothes. I giggled watching him run. We had been sleeping together these last 3 years and have yet to be caught. It was sexy sneaking around, but I got so jealous when girls would try to get with him, but he always managed to shake them off without even looking at them. He didn’t lie when he told me he only had eyes for me. He would punch any man who laid a finger on me and never let me out of his sight when we were in the club. He was my own personal protector.
I ate breakfast with mom. Her and dad were not often home as they traveled around to their depots and ports making sure everything was running well. Everything had to be in order for the Hernandez family so they would not get caught. Mom looked at me cautiously, “So honey, you seem happy?”
“is that a question or a statement, mom?” I replied annoyed.
“It’s a statement, sweety. I just haven’t seen you this happy in a while. Is it a guy?”
I smirked, “You could say that, or you could say that it’s my personal successes.” I replied snottily.
“Yes, I have heard about your clubs being a hit.” She responded proudly. “But what is it with this party drug you’re slinging? We need to stay on good terms with the Hernandez’s and you not involving them in this will bite you in the ass, you need to meet with Jesus Hernandez and ask permission before continuing this business.”
“Ask permission? Fuck no!” I yelled standing up quickly. “Just because you and dad got in deep with the cartel does not mean they own me! That sounds like your problem!” I was livid. How dare she involve me in their business.
“Oh, sit down and listen to me, Fallon. You do not understand who you are fucking with. Without the Hernandez’s support you will be taken over by someone bigger and badder than you.”
“I don’t have time for this, I need to get ready to leave for Chicago.” I stated and excused myself. My mom watched my back with angry eyes before making a phone call.
James was waiting in my room. He looked … hungry. He grabbed my hips and pushed me back against my bedroom door. I giggled, “I really don’t have time for this, I need to get ready, you need to get ready!”
“I will make it quick.” He smiled, looking up at me from the floor as he was kneeling and pulling my tights down.
He picked me up and threw me on the bed, I looked at my watch, God, it is 11am already. I really need to get going! He crawled up from the foot of the bed kissing my ankles, inner thighs, hips, pussy. He flipped me on top of him. I responded by pulling his hands above his head as I kissed my jawline. I grabbed the cuffs I had attached to the headboard and cuffed his hands to the headboard. “I’m sorry, but I really have to go” I said before getting off of him and putting my pants back on.
“Uncuff me, Fallon” James said annoyed. I turned around and smirked at him, blowing him a kiss. “Fallon!” James yelled as I walked out of the door with my bag. This would show him, leaving him behind. He has my location saved on his phone so it will not be hard for him to find me, and I left for Chicago.