Chapter 214 - Surreal moments - meters
Miguel
From the cell phone, the lady spoke in Japanese, and the man with an injured leg responded. Rata was analyzing him, his gaze like a lie detector.
"He says he was hired by the Japanese cartel. He doesn't know anything else, doesn't know anyone, he was just paid to kidnap two kids. That's his truth."
"Do you understand the language?"
Rata asked the guy I was holding. He looked at Rasca Culo. We could have switched, but in this line of work, leaving someone alive was a problem for the future. His look said, "Take him and you know what to do." At that moment, it was us or that damn mafia trying to screw us over.
"I don't know anything either."
"I don't believe you." His look told me to twist the arm a bit. "Thank you, ma'am."
Rata ended the call. Right then, Rasca Culo arrived and handed over the two knives he always carried. Without hesitation, Rata stabbed them into the guy's leg, and he screamed.
"You know who I am, right? Why does the Italian mafia want to mess with us?"
"I don't work for that coward who ran away!" he spat with disdain. "I hate the D’Aronzo family." We exchanged glances. In the message, he told Rata we should be careful.
"Why do you want to kill him?"
"That's none of your business," the guy said between gasps.
"You messed with one of my brothers. You should have done some research. No one messes with the family of who was the boss. Let me introduce myself, I'm Rata." The guy's eyes widened, a sign he didn't know him but knew who he was. "Last time I'm asking. Why did you want to kidnap my nephews, and why do you want to end the Alessandro dynasty?"
He started his game of extracting information, implying he knew their plans with just two pieces of data.
"I have no idea about your nephews. As for the other thing, we want to rule, and we need to kill the dynasties."
"I already know that! I want to know why the hell you involved us!"
"We didn't. It was D’Aronzo and Akiyama who needed you. When investigating, we concluded you were a threat if you joined them. You’re just collateral damage."
"No, you son of a bitch. You will be our collateral damage. You shouldn't have messed with us." Rata put the gun to his chest. "Thanks for telling me who the danger is. Too bad you won't be able to warn your boss we're coming for them." He shot him.
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Roland
I couldn't sleep. My people were fighting, facing a threat, and I was hiding. It was the most frustrating feeling. I felt like having sex, but Veronica looked exhausted. She went to bed after translating what that Japanese guy said, and Liam was fussy today.
Today I understood that motherly instinct. My Beautiful had it in her head that something was wrong with the kid. She didn't rest until the pediatrician came, and indeed, he had an inflamed ear, starting an ear infection. We had to take him back tomorrow to check on him, but since he got the drops, he was able to relax.
My wife looked too tired for me to act like a basic caveman demanding attention for my penis. If I look at her butt... better I go to work. I got out of bed and went to the office. It was one-thirty. I listened to and watched everything recorded in the system. Arnold did everything I would have done. This kid was incredible.
I analyzed everything... I bet my dick these guys aren't part of the mafias who want to talk to us. If they were, they'd know Rata and Miguel already had kids. Besides, D’Aronzo wanted to warn us. They want to kill his family. He asked Simon to do the same. He warned us, now I have to wait for the interrogation and for them to eliminate those guys.
"Lord, forgive us for what we're doing. We didn't seek this out. Why do you allow it? We were living peacefully, we decided to leave that shit behind. What do you need us for? I swore not to kill anyone else, and I haven't, but if they do it, it still affects me. Just tell me if this was right, because what's non-negotiable is them trying to screw with my family and me doing nothing. If you need my help, then guide us, we don't want to kill."
After my short prayer, I started working on four more ranches. They would be my wedding gifts, and I imagine Clarisa would want to rebuild her house. I had the plans, I'd ask if she wanted to make any changes. Time passed, it was almost four when Cereza called.
"Boss, sorry to wake you."
"I haven't slept a bit. You guys are doing something, I feel useless."
"I don't believe you're not doing anything. You must already have a conclusion about what's going on and be designing something."
"Maybe," I smiled.
"We're on the plane. I'm with Clari; she's still delicate, especially her mood. They left me with the most complicated task, which is controlling three hysterical women: Diana, Luisa, and Inés. They didn't make it easy for me. Arnold has the kids, but they don't insult and threaten. I'm traveling with my mother-in-law."
"Knowing you, you must have them quiet by now."
"With all due respect, I thought my wife was bossy." I let out a laugh. "We're already on the plane."
"I've coordinated for an ambulance to be waiting for you at the San Antonio airport. We'll meet in Blanco. If there are no issues, we'll see each other at the clinic by eleven at the latest."
"Yes, boss. Thank you."
"See you there."
I ended the call. The office door opened, and Veronica came in with the monitor to listen to the babies.
"Honey, you're not in bed. Did something happen?" I looked her up and down. My wife was indeed very attractive.
"I couldn't sleep. I feel helpless not being able to support them."
"You've done everything you could."
She approached and stroked my hair. Her delicious breast was almost in my mouth, and my sensitive penis reacted.
"It's not the same." I moved back a bit without taking my eyes off her.
"Why didn't you wake me?"
If my team understood me in terms of command and organization at work, my wife was learning to understand me in another aspect.
"I'm your wife."
"Inés and Lupe aren't here to help with the kids. You and my mom are exhausted, and we haven't liked the people we're interviewing. I don't want to be selfish, seeing how you've been with the kids, and demand that I want to have sex…" She covered my mouth. "Liam was fussy today and wore you out more." Our eyes met, and she smiled.
"Which one do you need?" God, you reserved the perfect woman for me!
"I need a whore."
I confessed without shame. Veronica took off her robe, leaving only her tiny thong. I caressed her legs and shamelessly grabbed her vagina. I took the jar of lubricant from the drawer.
"Special rate, Mr. Roland?" Just hearing her made my cock tense up more. "Do you want me to do something?"
"No."
I turned her around and laid her on my desk with her ass available. I undressed while looking at my wife's butt. I knelt, removed her panties, and started kissing, lubricating, and preparing her. I didn't rest until she had her first orgasm.
I had dilated her small hole quite a bit with my tongue and fingers. I took the lubricant and, after applying it, began to enter her slowly. I knew who I had in my hands; her ass was delightful. I didn't stop until I was fully inside. Veronica held onto the desk.
Little by little, I started thrusting until she began to enjoy it, and I could push harder. I pressed her back to my chest to stimulate her. For a while, we were just prisoners of a primal carnal desire. I needed it; I had to release all my frustration, and in that delight, I let everything out, holding on to my wife's breasts.
"I love you. You don't know how much I needed this, my life."
Veronica's arms pulled me closer, even though my penis was already flaccid.
"I know who I married, and I appreciate the gesture of consideration. But you excite me, Roland Sandoval. Just seeing you keeps me aroused. Seek me out and ask me first. I hope never to say no unless we're angry because I'll cut off the services automatically." I let out a laugh. I left the delicious warmth of her ass and kissed her.
"Sometimes you seem unreal to me, like now."
"Well, this illusion wants to sleep for two hours in the arms of the man she loves before our little terrors wake up." I kissed her again.
"Your wish is my command. Thank you for coming into my life, Veronica."
"I was born just for you, Roland."
"Those blessed words are what have me hooked, like a pile of crap, as Arnold says."
"I can't imagine Lupe's fright with all that."
"Mojón said she handled it well. His Tadpole turned out to be good at keeping calm."
"He said his Tadpole?"
"That's what he said. He hasn't even realized he's already claiming her as his own. That's what worries me. He won't easily accept that the Mexican girl got to him, and if we tease and corner him, he might go against it and hurt Lupe and even himself."
"Let's let things happen with them."
"Now I'm really sleepy. I'm drained; your ass squeezed everything out of me."
"Roland!" I loved making her blush.