Chapter 243 - You Always Baffle Me - mtres
Simon
The situation was tense.
"Cherry, on my command, get them out in the helicopter," I said.
"Perfect."
Butt Scratch, with his weapon, started taking down the enemy, and the rest of us did the same. A wave of men came at us. A bullet hit me in the side, and I went against one, grabbed him by the neck, and shot him in the eye.
I scanned the area; everyone was fighting and killing, we looked like an exterminating wave sweeping through. I killed four more and saw a group of about twenty men heading to the hangar.
"Turdball, to the hangar!"
There was nothing more to say. Onion and Butt Scratch stayed behind, killing and fighting, while the two of us took them by surprise, slashing the throats of anyone we encountered. Turdball stabbed one in the neck twice; one was left alive but bleeding out. Cherry and Crunchy shot accurately, not wasting a single bullet, doing it head-on. Alessandro, from his position, also shot and killed. I grabbed one.
"You know, we have a mission, that's why we never fail." I stabbed him twice. I saw the earpiece he had in his ear. "I know you can hear me, we're coming for you."
I shot the guy in the ear. Turdball took down two more, and I did the same, between the two of us, we annihilated them. We left our comrades safe in their respective spots and went back to support Onion and Butt Scratch. We arrived just as three men were attacking Gustavo.
Miguel went to his aid, grabbed one from behind, and stabbed him in the eye, then went for another, freeing Butt Scratch to keep fighting, and shot the guy in front of him three times. We kept killing them; I had no idea what the news would say about this massacre, but we left bodies everywhere.
The last shots were precise, straight to the head. After several minutes, we had taken down ninety men, and my whole body ached. I could imagine the countless bruises I would have tomorrow, and I assumed I wasn't the only one. We survived thanks to Roland's vision of making a suit of this caliber.
We got into the cars, Cherry in front of one and Onion in the other. No one said anything; it was a habit of ours after killing people, to stay like that. We arrived at the airport and took different flights: Gustavo and Anibal to Colombia, the rest of us to the United States. Once we arrived at Dallas, Texas, Any intercepted us.
"Good job, guys. But now I'll take over. Mr. D’Aronzo, you have a minute to say goodbye to your family, and you won't see them for a long time."
We stepped away, leaving them to talk, Mrs. Magnolia crying, the kids too. Without remorse or a comforting expression, Any separated the spouses, and I didn't look away from the sad scene.
Undoubtedly, the world of drug trafficking or the mafia leads to nothing good. You see your friends die, families get destroyed, you make thousands of enemies. Nothing was more important than your family, your kids. I hope, Lord, that this is the path you want; I want to see it as Ines once told me.
"Do you think angels don't fight, kill, or face battles? You are that for me now, I understand. You had to be in the filth to know that world leads to nothing, and I believe in my ignorant understanding of God that this was your training."
"It's too painful," the Italian commented, discreetly wiping his eyes.
"Well, what’s next?"
"Without them noticing, bring him to the headquarters," Roland said. "Excellent job, guys."
The access from the corrals was already built, apparently made for unloading new cattle for the ranches, but like everything with Roland, it had an ulterior motive; now we could drive in from that point. The tunnel for the cars from the basements of each of our houses was still missing, that was his next project.
"I’m staying in San Antonio," Arnold said. "The Tadpole is injured."
"Her parents are with her!" Cherry commented.
"But I’m not." We looked at him.
"Good luck, and congratulations, I like that girl a lot," I said.
"We don’t have anything."
We smiled, bought tickets to San Antonio, and from there drove to Blanco. We still had unfinished business; we needed to agree on what to do next. At least the Italian’s loyalty was now ours.
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Roland
Everything had returned to normal. We had a nanny now, a forty-year-old widow with no children. Since she arrived, we had a bit more free time, but bathing our kids and putting them to bed at night was a golden rule between us. The best part was that we had more time for my cock to play with something delicious my wife had.
Our anniversary was coming up soon, and I wanted to do something special for her. My little intruders and my princess were more beautiful than ever. The truth is, family life is the most beautiful thing a human being can experience. Every day, there was something new with my kids; they made a new face, smiled at me, cried, and bribed me. I couldn't get enough of the kids, but Victoria… she turned me into mush.
After talking with Alessandro the day they returned from Argentina, we made it clear that he should isolate himself from all the other mafia leaders. Now we had his loyalty. For now, the Italian mafia leader was the only one who survived the attack. Any did her job, and the reports came out; on the list of the dead were a woman and two minors.
It would be a secret between us, and he would handle it that way with the leaders. The only one alive was D'Aronzo. He was creating a new image as a recluse, buried in his grief, and upon his return, he subjected all his staff, including the workers of all his companies, to scrutiny. He put them through polygraphs, personal investigations, and was already organizing his new staff.
Mole was in his security team; in fact, he was the only one the Italian trusted. We told him he was part of my group, and he agreed. Initially, it was to keep an eye on him, but events made us change our strategy in Italy. Rata traveled with the sole mission of clarifying Mole's role.
The man seemed happy; we trained him from a distance. Every day, he had two-hour interviews with us, each of us teaching him as if he were one of us. We confessed that he was alive and he knew it was a state secret. I looked for Amon to go on our weekly tour of my lands. I saw Veronica signaling to me and waited for her before getting on my horse.
"Honey, can I go with you?" I frowned, she never asked that. "The babies are with Mrs. Mireya, they've been fed and I put them to sleep."
I smiled, knowing what my wife wanted. We had gone three days without being able to be intimate because the kids and even my princess hadn't let us, due to the discomfort from their vaccinations. They were incredibly clingy. By night, we were so tired. The sparkle in her eyes confirmed how much she needed it. I approached her.
"I've neglected something these past few days, and it's very important." She smiled.
"Absolutely, my husband has been neglecting me, and I've decided to find someone to do me the favor."
"I don't have a problem with that, miss. You must accompany me."
I got on the horse and sat on the back, extending my hand, and she climbed up, wearing a dress.
"That is not appropriate attire, miss," I said in her ear as I took the reins and caressed her leg.
"It's perfect for what I'll do once we're alone." Veronica has a way of turning me on. I kissed her neck.
"I hope we're thinking the same thing."
She smiled flirtatiously. I spurred the horse and headed through the bushes where I knew there wouldn't be any workers. We could reach the cabin from there.
"How much time do we have?"
"Three hours, I can't bear to be away from my kids for longer."
"Now I understand why your husband feels neglected to the point of looking elsewhere." She smiled.
"Yes, I hope my husband doesn't find out about my adventure with you, Boss."
I loved it when she called me that. I bit her shoulder, holding the reins with one hand and starting to caress her leg with the other, reaching her center. The shameless woman wasn't wearing any underwear! I touched her breasts, and they were the same. My cock was about to burst!
"You're going to kill me, Beautiful. Stand up, and as soon as I stop the horse, get on the stirrup to the side." I stopped Amon, sat in the saddle, and pulled out my member.
"Are you sure?" I smiled.
"Fulfill my fantasy, Love, come…"