Chapter 88 Alexandro's Revenge {3}
Not the way I intended to meet her. I swerved a little, arcing my leg to disarm the gun from her hand.
But she was quick to dodge my kick, instead, she slammed me hard against the wall before me, clenching her teeth as she spoke.
"I certainly wouldn't hesitate to pull this trigger..,"
She spun me around grabbing my collar with her other free hand. Our eyes jammed and she froze.
"Alexandro?" The words slipped out from her lips.
I cocked my brows as I met her eyes. "This is where you drop the gun," I said raising my hand to the barrel.
Her mouth stretched slightly as she let out a scoff. "How is that possible? I mean I saw you being gunned down before me six months ago," she explained.
Six months!
Has it been six months already?
I probably wouldn't be alive if it weren't for my..... I mean, Vinny.
It was so difficult to comprehend the fact that I already had a son.
"How is that possible?" She back-pocketed her gun, stepped closer to me and began to stroke my face with her fingertips.
It was awkward, our gazes flicked occasionally as her hands touched my cheeks, skated toward my stubbed chin.
Again, I was reminded of her familiar sweet touches, stirring up the need that I'd previously managed to squash.
Just her touch and my bulge was growing. What happens when she does other things...
"Jacqueline," my hands held onto her hands cupping my face.
"I am not wearing a mask," I added.
My eyes flipped to her slightly parted pink lips and all I wanted to do at that moment was sink my lips into her lips.
How long ago had it been?
She dropped her hands instantly, stepping backward. "You don't wear a mask like other people...," her voice broke off as she raised her eyes to my face.
Was she talking about herself? Or was she talking about other people? I studied her briefly, what happened to the haunting woman I once knew?
She was shaken, mostly shocked from seeing me. I wondered if she thought about me and if I were ever in her mind. If she had probably masturbated at the mere thought of me. Thrust two fingers and three into her very tight hole, and fucked herself to the memory of our once sweet lovemaking.
My member kicked, reminding me that it was yet alive and not dead.
But I continued in my thoughts, had she ever been broken, shattered, and made wary of the strangers and family around her because of my death?
Then the memory of her talking with a man I didn't know began to stir up the embedded fury in me. She had caused my death and made me a nobody, and she had gone about her life like I didn't exist,
"People are looking for your body...,"
"Do you mean people like you?" I interrupted her.
She shook her head, disbelieving the tone of my voice. "I am an agent, you already know that."
"I am no fool. I know that," I put in.
"I don't understand. What's with the tone?"
I was silent for a moment, hating myself for thinking she must have certainly been fucked hard by the man I'd seen with her.....
Fuck!
Can't I just stop thinking about that for a moment? I had other pressing matters. I needed to know where Charles and Bruno were, I needed to satiate this thirst in me.
"I don't live far from here. I relocated from my old place...," she said quickly looking over her shoulder.
"We need to be off the streets. Charles' had his men positioned everywhere but I haven't come across any....," she gesticulated.
"So, I am the first?" I willed her into looking back at me.
That was when she saw it, the bulge between my legs. Her tongue flickered across her lips as she turned her face away.
Didn't she know standing over there - even though clad in tight-fitting clothes was turning me on? And she didn't seem the less concerned about my hardened groin.
If only I could spin her around, unzip her trousers, and hoist her feet for a perfect entrance into her clenching walls.
Her gasps would certainly bring to memory how she wanted me. But her face just spoke that she didn't want any of that, she never did miss me.
It would do me a great deal to stop thinking about fucking her. I'm no animal, I cautioned myself.
"I would welcome the idea of going to your place, and you can ask me anything you want to ask me," my voice suddenly softened.
"Okay," she nodded.
We started walking towards the dark alley in silence. I began to wonder why she'd relocated to this area. It was risky living where hooligans and wannabes robbers got away with anything.
We stopped and trudged up a two-story building, took the stairs, and arrived at her doorstep.
"Why will you take a fancy to this area?" I finally asked when we walked in.
"Charles' minions live in areas like this." She answered, pulling off her jacket.
I scoffed, eyeing the way her buttocks swayed as she moved to and fro. "I thought you're off the damn case."
She stopped and turned around to face me. She wore a fitting short netty top that revealed the upper rise of her cleavages
"I'm an agent, Alexandro. Do I have to remind you of that?" She shrugged, walking up to me.
"I'm sure you only agreed to me coming over here because you believed I have an inkling of where Charles and Bruno are." I put in, hating myself for allowing myself to be fooled.
"I would never do that," she met me eye to eye, her breath hot on my face.
"Well, for what's worse, I could be walking into an ambush. That's your specialty, isn't it, Jacqueline?" I huffed, clenching my teeth.
"Why do you seem to care about me one minute and the next minute you're angry that I had something to do with your death?"
"Because it's fucking true!" I sparked.
What was wrong with me? The more I was pissed about the past, the more my rod reminded me that it needed to fit into her. And if I didn't do something about it, I would go insane.
She turned away, holding a hand to her temples. "Then, maybe you should leave, and see if I had set a trap for you!" She argued.
No, I wouldn't leave like this. Not when her ass beckoned me towards her. Fuck this gentlemanly thing, it was never for me. You can call me an animal but without giving into this need, I don't think I would ever be alright.
I crossed the dimly lit room towards her, spun her around, and pulled her in for a kiss.