Kalon (Take Over) (8 page)

As soon as we pull up, Stefanos and I are the only ones to get out of the car. We are the only ones permitted to enter Marcus’ house. Marcus is a funny man, but a very dangerous one. I see him sitting in his dining area, smoking weed while lying back watching television. I look at him and think if he didn’t do so many drugs and actually cleaned himself up, he’d be an attractive man. He’s tall, has beautiful chocolate skin, and a rugged look about him.

“Krinos! How happy I am to see you,” he beams, standing too close for my comfort.

Stefanos takes his position right next to me and Marcus gives us a wave with his hand to take a seat.

We don’t make small talk. We get right down to the business that we are here for. When we finish talking, an older man comes walking in thinking he’s,
King Shit
. He looks over at us, snorts in disgust and walks over to me, looking me up and down.

“Tyrese, I wouldn’t go there if I were you,” Marcus warns him.

I look at Marcus with a raised eyebrow and just as I do a hand reaches out and grabs hold of my breast. I instantly push him away and pull out my knife, but before I get the chance to do any damage, Stefanos shoots him in the leg.

“Marcus, pleasure doing business with you as always.” Stefanos nods, still holding the gun in his hand. He grabs my hand and drags me out the front door. I hear
King Shit
screaming in pain and Marcus laughing at him.

Once we’re seated back in the car, I look across at this Greek God by my side. He’d do anything to protect me, even endanger his own life or other people he loves just so I won’t come to harm.

“Didn’t want to kill,
King Shit,
for touching me today?” I ask him with a smile on my face.

“I did want to kill him, Princess, but I’m sure Marcus wouldn’t be too happy if I killed his father. It did take a lot of effort though not to put the bullet between his eyes,” he says, smiling at me.

“Maybe you shouldn’t come to every meeting I go to. You do have your own work to take care of,” I tell him. Because to be honest, I know I’m going to be groped and manhandled. I can usually handle it just fine. I don’t need to lose clients though because Stefanos decides to kill them all for looking at me the wrong way or touching me inappropriately.

“Not happening! Rock will be taking over the east coast soon. So there’s no getting rid of me, Princess.”

That’s news to me! I wonder how come I didn’t know about this.

“I see your brain ticking over there, Princess. It was my orders. I can’t stand to be away from you any longer. I told you, you are never leaving me,” he says, grabbing me and pulling me across the seat so I’m in his lap.

“There’ll need to be ground rules, Stefanos. I can’t let you kill everyone because they look at me the wrong way or touch me.”

His hands hold me tighter as if he’s restraining himself, and I smile at him.

“Not gonna happen. Nearly lost you once and you’re not leaving my sight ever again. End of discussion, Princess. Now come down here and give your man some attention,” he says undoing his pants and letting his cock spring free. I contemplate ignoring him and making him wait for trying to boss me around, but who am I kidding? I can’t say no to him and the bastard knows it.

“When we get home, you’ll be tripling this favor for me,” I say, making it known that he’ll be licking and sucking me all night long. He doesn’t disagree, though an evil smile forms on his face just as my head lowers to take him into my mouth.

W
e have one more meeting before Wednesday night with the Takahashi Clan. I usually don’t meet with the Takahashi Clan. I’ve met with them once before and I was not a fan. Their leading lady is quite the bitch, and that’s saying something because I know I am. Stefanos and I are going it alone. It’s not a high risk meeting. We pull up and I see two of their hotted-up race cars, four men and one woman leaning against them. I get out and Stefanos automatically comes around to my side. He places his hand on my waist. I’m dressed in normal clothes tonight. I have on all black and my gun is in the back of my jeans. Stefanos looks ravishing in black jeans and a black collared shirt. As we make our way towards them, I see Naoko straighten her stance. A smile slowly forms on her lips as she looks to Stefanos.

“Naoko,” Stefanos greets the Japanese beauty.

She has shoulder length black hair, and she’s dressed in skinny jeans with a blue tank top, which has a Chanel logo. Her shoes are red soled and sky high. I can easily tell by looking at them that her clothes are designer. She’s someone who obviously takes great pride in herself and the way she looks.

“Stefanos, what a lovely surprise and I see you brought a friend. Although, I thought I was meeting Krinos tonight?” she says, looking me up and down. Obviously having no clue who the hell I am. The last time I saw her; I was merely a quiet observer at the side of my father.

“You are,” Stefanos says, as he looks toward me. I see her face change in shock. Her eyes widen, but she quickly covers it up with a smile.

“You’re not what I expected! I was ready to meet someone who’s intimidating from the things I have heard about you.” She looks at me and plasters on a fake smile, then turns her attention back to Stefanos. She takes a step forward toward Stefanos, while he’s still standing next to me. She puts her hand up to touch his lips. I watch as she does this and I think ‘
I will cut your perfectly manicured hands off, bitch’
.

“Not as soft as I remember. Maybe I should pay them attention,” she draws out and pulls on his lip as she looks across at me. She thinks I’ll get mad, but little does she know that when I’m mad I use more than my words. I’ll allow her to continue trying to stir me up. It’s entertaining me.

“I like it rough, so it’s not his lips that needs the attention,” I add with a wink.

She looks at me and gasps in shock, but then turns to walk off. She looks over her shoulder and just as she turns, she smiles.

“Follow me. Oh, and Stefanos, bring your puppy along to.”

“This puppy bites, Naoko, remember that.”

I hear her laugh. “Krinos, you might scare the big boys, but I can see past your tough façade. You’re just Daddy’s little girl, looking to make him proud.”

She isn’t wrong regarding making my father proud. I follow her down the driveway with Stefanos following closely behind me. We walk to the end of the driveway, which leads to a beautiful white mansion. There’s a roundabout and a water fountain in the front and at least ten stairs that lead to the front door.

“Just so you know, he doesn’t love you. He isn’t capable of love. We are cut from the same cloth, Stefanos and I. We
fuck
and we do it well. And that’s exactly what I plan to do with him tonight.”

Stefanos goes to interject and say something, but before he can, I step in front of him.

“You have no idea who he is and I’m warning you, one more word about him, and you won’t be a happy woman tonight.”

She laughs at me and I smile at her. She has no idea what I want to do to her right now.

“I am not scared of you, Krinos. I thought I made that perfectly clear. Yes, our family wants your business, but that doesn’t mean I have to like you. Did you know he came to visit me the last time he was in town? He
fucked
me good, too.” She turns and makes her way up the stairs.

I can’t entertain her any longer. I take a deep breath and I take the three strides needed to get to her, while her back is turned. I duck down and swing my leg out, she drops onto the bottom step and then I pounce on her. She
is
strong and she gives me good struggle, but I have the advantage. I’m on top and I’m pissed. I finally manage to get her hands above her head and pin them to the ground. I can tell exactly when she realizes that I now have the upper hand, because she stops struggling. However, she is still sending me her evil death stares.

“Do you want to play with me?” I ask, moving as close to her face as possible. I get so close that our lips are almost touching. I’m sure she can feel my warm breath as it ghosts across her skin.

“Get the
fuck
off of me,” she spits. I use my free hand, hold it up in the air and snap my fingers. Stefanos immediately walks, placing my knife into my hand, which he is carrying for me. Yes, I know, wow! I didn’t have it on me; I think he knew this bitch would be safer without me having quick access to it. He leans down and kisses me quickly on the lips and then stands tall.

He pulls out his cell, and begins dialing, but before he begins he casually says to me, “Don’t
fuck
her up too bad. We still need her.” Then he starts to step back and talk to whoever is on his cell.

I bring my knife in front of me so she can see what I’m holding as she starts shaking her head back and forth, pleading no. I bring it to her lips and slide the blade slowly over them while she does her very best to keep still. I bring the knife lower down to the curve of her breast, and watch as she takes quick breaths, preparing for the worst. I see fear in her eyes. I’ve made my point. So, for now, I won’t cut the stupid bitch.

“Warning you now, disrespect me again and next time I
will
cut you,” I exclaim. I stand up. She looks shocked at first, but then stands tall. She shakes herself off and we continue to follow her into the house to organize business.

T
oday is the day I
will
get my revenge. Today I
will
make that man pay for what he’s done to my father and to me. I
will
take great pleasure in watching him suffer, and I
will
enjoy every minute of it. I head downstairs to talk with my father and mother before I need to leave. I see Carmen situated in the living room with them. They look like they’re having a heated conversation. I step in and immediately all eyes shoot to me. My father looks me over and he knows something’s up, but I won’t tell him.

“I need to talk to Krinos,” he says, while looking at me. I hear a huff and I watch as Carmen walks out, followed by mother. My mother leans in and kisses me on the cheek, but keeps on walking. I take a seat in front of him. He looks happy, happier than I’ve seen him in a very long time.

“Krinos, I know what you’ll be doing tonight,” he says.

I knew somehow he’d find out. I just didn’t think it would be this soon. I don’t deny or agree with him, I just sit there looking at one of the men that holds a huge part of my heart in his hand.

“I would strongly advise you against it, though I can see you’ve already made up your mind by the look in your eyes.” He hangs his head and gives his hair a pull in frustration like it helps to release the bad thoughts.

“I have to,” I say, stating fact and knowing he would do exactly the same.

“I just want you to be careful. Don’t leave Matt or Stefanos’ side. They’ll protect you with their lives.”

I nod my head, lean over to kiss him on the cheek and then head upstairs. I hear Carmen talking and pop my head into her room. She looks up at me and cuts off her cell phone call.

“I have to talk to you,” she says, then pats her bed for me to sit. I don’t though. I just walk in and stand near the door.

“I slept with Hunter,” she says, then ducks her head afraid I might hit her.

“How have you even seen him again, Carmen?” I ask because I was only aware that she had seen him twice.

“He’s been teaching me to shoot and fight. I like him. But he doesn’t like
me
the way I like
him
.”

I shake my head because I have nothing to say. What does she expect me to say, “
Hey, let me give you tips”.
No way! I leave her to her own thoughts and don’t even bother speaking any more words with her. I make my way back to my room where Stefanos is lying on my bed with his eyes closed and his hands behind his head. He doesn’t open his eyes when he speaks.

“No leaving my side, Princess. You are to stay glued to me, understand?”

“Yes, Father,” I say, in a sarcastic tone, which makes him jump up from the bed and head toward me, where he barricades me in with his arms.