The Devil's Revenge (The Devil's Eyes) (12 page)
Rolling over, I feel her crawl onto my chest, pushing her fingers between mine.
“Ryan …” I wait for her to ask a question, but she is content to merely say my name and kiss my chest. “Ryan, my superhero.”
One of the things I did while I was dead was disguise myself well enough to get a job working the docks for Estrella.
Even though he is rarely there, there is information somewhere there – I am sure of it. My main goal, however, was to make connections. I wasn’t sure how well I was doing, until I was anxious to get back to cover a party I knew Kayla was attending. I had cameras put in so I could watch her and make sure she stayed safe around Estrella. Although I nearly missed the party due to my new boss, who wanted me to work late – I forgot what it was like working for someone else. Your plans are insignificant, if not an annoyance, to those who don’t care:
“Wiljer – you got area 15 tonight.” The dock boss, Henry Estrella, said to me. Looking up at the clipboard-holding weasel, it’s all I can do not to set him straight as he smirks at me.
“Sir … I can’t work tonight. I told you, I have some things at home I need to take care of.” I said, fisting my hands to keep from wrapping them around his throat. He knows damn well I asked for time off and he clearly gets a kick out of letting me know who is in charge.
“You might have asked, but that doesn’t mean you get everything you want, Wiljer. It’s a tough world, and we can’t all have everything we want. The sooner you learn that, the better. You’re new here, but if you work hard and impress me with your dedication to your job, then you might earn the time you want. For now, you will work when I want. Now you be a good boy and do your job well, and take some pride in your work. Okay?” Henry smiles before getting into his padded limo and leaving for the night.
Boring a hole through the weasel’s head, I barely notice the man approaching my side. “He’s a dick.
Take pride in your work
, like we are saving lives here or something. We are moving crates from one place to another. Dick!”
“Dumbass dick – that’s for sure. How the hell does a moron like that get his job?” I say, feeling a kinship brewing.
“He’s the boss’s son. I’m Portland Cassum.” The man says, holding his hand out to me.
“Mike Wiljer.” I say with a rugged smile. “I don’t know what I’m going to do. My wife has to work so I need to take care of my son. I guess she will have to take him to work with her. Not exactly a place I want my son to be.”
“What’s she do?” I shy away from him, telling him everything he thinks he needs to know. “Dancer?” I nod. “Oh! Well at least your wife must be hot. Mine looks like a troll. A loving troll, but a troll nonetheless. Not that I am much of a catch either, certainly worse than her. Hey, you know she’s probably in bed by now anyway. Why don’t you let me take your place here and you go take care of that boy of yours.”
“Oh no, I couldn’t do that to you. I’m sure you want to go home as much as I do.” I say, paying attention to his mannerisms as I learn all I can about my new friend.
“Not really. No games tonight, and the wife and I had sex last night. It will be at least another month before she grants me another naked dinner.” Laughing, I stall just long enough for him to wave me on.
It was the first week on the job and I had already made friends. Ones I hoped would be helpful to me later on. I had become such a part of the crew that they initiated me into helping blow up Pagelle. It was a lucky break to know minutes ahead of time that I was going to be helping try to kill my own wife. Since then, I have helped these same men persuade people to change their minds, messed up a construction site of a competitor and even harassed my own wife as she oversees the building of the new Pagelle. Now, those same men have called on me again.
I arrive in disguise and meet Cassum with a handshake as we walk in to meet with some others. The mission, as I assumed, is to hit one of my own. One of my warehouses they believe has just been fully stocked and Estrella wants to take advantage. This tells me I have some people to get rid of, and unfortunately I can’t warn anyone to be prepared because I have to find out who is talking. After I get my instructions, I head back home and spend time with Nicky and Kayla. I am trying to make sure she is well involved in something before I have to leave. However, she seems to be on to me because I can’t shake her.
“Where are you going?” She asks, sweetly, as I try to sneak out the door.
Smiling with a comfortable ease, I walk back to her and kiss her once, twice … “I was going to go out and get a surprise for you, but you keep following me. I am never going to be able to get out to get it for you unless you give me some breathing room.”
“Really, like what?”
“I can’t tell you it is a surprise.” I say, trying to leave her grasp.
“Is it jewelry? You haven’t bought me any jewelry for some time. I like that emerald necklace you bought me. Is it something like that?” She asks, watching me closely.
“Yes, something like that.” Kissing her deeply, I caress her body hard and exhale with a sensuous smile. “Now, please Princess, will you go put our son to bed and then get in bed yourself and wait for me? I would like to surprise you properly.” Moaning against her neck I kiss her one more time, enjoying her smile before leaving.
Great, now I have to get her jewelry while I am out.
Cassum meets up with me and we get our final orders before moving in on my own warehouse. The shipments are coming in tonight, so we are supposed to wait until they are docked and then take over. I spend the waiting time making sure they notice my hand vibrating and appearing as impatient as possible.
“The ship was spotted coming in. We are going to start moving in. Are you ready?” Cassum asked me looking at me as if I am some fragile child. I guess that means my innocent persona is working. “Don’t worry. You just stay near me. I got your back. I promise I will have you back to your beautiful wife and kid in no time, and you will be able to pay that light bill too.” He says, patting me on the back.
Alright, here we go.
We quickly overtake the warehouse and have everyone tied up and secured in no time but there is one guy that is not and he is running around begging for his life and telling everything he knows. Tony Garth was once my long trusted employee, but now he has clearly switched sides.
He’s dead.
I would kill him right now but I am busy holding a gun against my own men. Suddenly Henry Estrella comes in and starts searching the crates.
Figures. If I thought I could, I would shoot him right now.
I glance over and notice Cassum as he eases his hand into his pocket and slyly taps a message on his phone. No one else seems to notice.
“What the hell is this?” Estrella suddenly yells, throwing trash around as he wildly searches through crates. I look back quickly to see the crates filled with trash.
My brief excitement is quickly overshadowed when I begin to fear that Estrella was setup by someone else, and that someone else is trying to take me down too. My fears come to realization as we are suddenly overwhelmed by way more men than necessary, and I don’t recognize any of them. The fucks throw me to the ground and secure me roughly, pissing me off. Now I have to figure out how to get out of this. They have no reason to leave any of us alive, and if they find out who I am … I am surely dead. My head is covered and now all I can hear is Estrella begging … and then dying. A few more shots, and things get too quiet for me.
“Come with me.” A rough voice says to me as he rudely jerks me up and throws me into some car. “We know who you are.” He says as I begin to struggle to get my hands free. “Nicholas Jayzon … our boss is going to be so happy to see you.”
“Fuck you!” I yell, causing him to laugh. “You’re dead. You don’t know what the fuck you’re doing!” He continues to laugh and pushes me back into place. A quick slide of my hand and I turn on a signal for help through my phone, I can only hope they find me before it is too late. When the car stops, I am pulled out and thrown in a room where I am told to sit tight and their boss will be with me shortly. I quickly try to get free using my old techniques, but before I can I feel a knife against my throat.
A rugged voice begins to breathe near me. “It would be so easy to kill you right now. Maybe I should just cut off body parts and mail them to your wife. What would be her favorite part, I will be happy to mail that to her intact.” A long pause and I feel the blade graze across my dick causing me to fume. “Does your wife even know where you are?” I stay silent but do my best to try to prepare for whatever is coming. “I imagine not then. Well, I better take this opportunity to make you pay since you are all alone and no one knows where you are.” Feeling him near my hip, I charge quickly in his direction and hold him down trying to blindly get a hold of the knife. I succeed and am able to pull my hood off my head.
“Kayla! What the fuck? I almost killed you!” I yell at her as she laughs at me.
“You’re dead … baby.” She laughs, speaking into a voice disguiser. “You know Nick, I am pretty sure I still hold the upper hand here. You are, after all, still tied up and I do still have hold of the knife. How exactly are you going to kill me?”
“Untie me.” I cringe. “What is this all about?” I roll off her huffing. “Untie me, Kayla!” I seethe, putting out my hands for her to release me, but she shakes her head. “No? Kayla damn it, enough with the fucking games. Now, release me before I get any angrier at you.”
“No. Not until you admit you were wrong for lying to me.” She says stepping into my face with just as much anger. “You promised to tell me everything!”
“Kayla, let me go and I will tell you everything I know. I promise. Princess, if you wanted to know something, all you had to do is ask me. You don’t have to go to such ridiculous measures to try to prove a stupid point.” I soften as she stands, tapping her foot and waving that damn knife around. “You are really pissing me off, Kayla. Now release me or else!”
“Or else? Or else what?” She asks, cocking her head to the side and using her knife to cut the buttons off my shirt. “What are you going to do Nick? You are so angry with me that you are going to … yell at me some more? I know … send me to bed with no dinner.” She laughs, ripping my shirt off me. “You know, I always wondered what you would look like with a beard, but I think I like you better clean shaven.” She rips my disguise off my face and sets my skin ablaze. “Ohhh, does that sting?” She apparently doesn’t like my blond wig either since it gets thrown away as well. She graciously cleans my face and kisses the sting away.
“This is real cute. Can we stop this game please?” I say, following her around the room with my hands still tied. Kayla turns abruptly and jerks my pants off me. She goes crazy and cuts all my clothes up, leaving me completely naked. She is obviously quite proud of herself. Sighing, I force a sinister glare in her direction, but all I manage to do is encourage her more.
“On your knees … dock boy.” She demands, but I refuse, glaring down at her and her pleasure filled smile. “If you want to be released from your restraints then you will do as I ask. Otherwise, I will have to call my men in and have you taken out to the docks and left. All naked and vulnerable.”
“You wouldn’t. You better not.” I cock my head, watching her head for the door.
“Ryan!” She yells. The dumbass pops in with an even bigger smile. “Please take the prisoner to the docks.”
“Yes ma’am.” Ryan tries to push me out the door.
“Motherfucker! I swear I will … Kayla damn it!” Ryan pushes me once more while trying not to laugh when I eye him down. “Shut the fuck up asshole and get away from me before I hurt you.” Kayla ushers Ryan out the door before we get into it. She returns to me hard and pushes me down. I sit back up on my knees, “Is this what you wanted, Kayla?”
“We’re getting closer, that’s for sure.” Kayla says, with a raspy voice as she begins stripping in front of me and breaking my concentration. My glare slowly turns to want, despite my battle to keep from doing so. When she nears me I reach out, but she moves away. “You are going to get naked for me but I can’t touch you?” I ask, and instantly she is against my ear.
“Oh baby, you can touch me whenever you want to … all you have to do is confess to your dirty deeds.” Kayla pulls me up and pushes me onto the bed. My smile widens as she takes hold of my dick and begins stroking it and rubbing it against her breasts, smiling and moaning what she wants me to do.
“‘Princess, stop this and I will give you what you obviously want.” I smile, feeling victorious. My erection goes deep in her mouth and I realize she can have what she wants without releasing me. “Kayla come on! …Ohhh damn! Come on Kayla … Kayla, fucking release me!” She slides over me, positioning herself perfectly as she begins fucking me hard. Enjoying every inch of my dick, she rubs her breasts and moans with pleasure as she moves up and down on my cock. She is driving me insane. “Kayla!” I yell as she moans even louder and turns into my perfect erotic dream.
Fuck.
Twisting and turning, I manage to push her down and get on top of her. Kissing my way up her body, I taste her warm skin and groan with satisfaction. Smiling, I suck on her tits while she watches with her own smile. Before she can get away from me, I push inside her and fuck her to my own desires. “See, I don’t need hands, Princess.” My confidence only lasts a few minutes before she becomes determined again and pushes me over onto my back. Climbing on top of me, she evokes her will once again. Holding my tied hands over my head and leaving her breasts bouncing in my face. Kayla moves down on me tensing with a gasp and calling out for me. She fucks me to her pleasure, all while I can do nothing more than watch. My adrenaline increases and my desire becomes overpowering enough to break free from my restraints. “Come here.” I say picking her up and fucking her hard against a wall. “Don’t fucking do that again. I could have hurt you.” Encouraged by her wetness I meet her lips, hungry for more from her. With her ass in my hands I continue to lift her into my erection over and over again, feeling the depths of her orgasm surface. Kayla holds onto my neck and arms, kissing me with respect. One final thrust and I come inside her, pushing her over the edge one more time and enjoying her appreciative kisses. “I love you.” With one look into her beautiful eyes, my anger is broken. “I’m sorry Princess, I was wrong.”