Looking for an equal

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Name: Bella Russo
Age: 28
Height/Weight: 5'7"/115 pounds
Hair/Eyes: Dirty Blonde/Hazel
Occupation: Mob Boss


Bella Russo lit a cigarette with a lighter that was worth, well, the price she paid could probably feed 3 small families for 2 years.

That was how Bella was. She was eccentric to a point. She wanted nice things but she didn't want to have to pay for it. She just took it.

All right, let's start from the beginning. Bella Russo grew up in Brooklyn, NY, she was the only girl out of 5 older brothers and grew up tough because of it. She didn't take shit from anyone and those that worked with her knew it.

Bella's father was just a common worker. He worked at a fish factory and for that reason, Bella hated fish to this day.

So how did someone who grew up in an ordinary family from an ordinary place become one of New York's most highest rising Mob Boss, or in this case, Mistress?

It wasn't because of her looks. Hell, standing at 5'7" and weighing 115 pounds put Bella in the ordinary group. That was only if someone was to describe her. But if you looked at her, Bella had the body of a model! She was not only beautiful but she was damn smart. In no time at all she went from a loser family to being part of the top 5 crime families in NYC.

Yet, Bella wasn't satisfied with being in the top 5. She wanted to be number one.

She had no qualms about ordering a hit on a rival family or anyone trying to nudge in on her business dealings. She trusted those that worked around her and right beside her. Being the top member of a crime family was a feat within itself but then again, it was also a very lonely life.

As she stood in front of the floor length window that over looked the city, Bella did wish for one thing. And that was love. Oh hell, she just wanted a good fuck. It was hard because a lot of men were intimitated by her power. And was something she was not going to resign herself to. She need a good fuck. She needed a man to take power over her and make her beg him for his cock...

Sighing, she leaned her head against the glass of the window and carefully smoldered her cigarette against it, burning it out. She'd have to dwell on this more later. Tonight was reserved for a very special guest.

The son of a rival had requested to see her. Probably wanting her to ease up on his poor dying father's 'plans'. HA! As if. She knew no mercy when it came to money.

 

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Character Name : Christopher Pescia Jr.
Occupation: Career Mafia Underboss

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Chris is a man who has lived the life of wealth. Never went a day without and as he grew into a man, his father Chris Pescia Sr. brought him into the business from the ground up. Chris Jr. is a man who has never feared a thing in his life. He currently commands 4 Capos who each run identity theft rings, prosititution rings, strongarming businesses, and auto theft rings. He is slated to be the next in line for the position of Godfather once his dad dies, which is something he plans on doing very VERY soon.

Chris had heard of this dame in town who had quickly grown to become the number one boss downtown. Normally, it would not have bothered him for these little people to run their little operations in the local area... but unfortunately, as many growing enterprises tended to do.. overlapping of territories occurred and unless it was taken care of by the higher ups quickly, turf wars could take place.

In this incident, he had one of his Capo's, Joe Buccati come to him complaining that one of his teams had a semitruck full of TV's and blue ray devices taken right out from under them by a rival mafia team. It was an incident that caused his Capo the need for repayment.

He got in touch with this new dame's secretary and requested a visit from her boss at a resturant, "Big Sicily' on the corner of Porter and Wagner streets. He rode up in his 2011 Corvette about 30 minutes before hand and tossed his keys to the valet as he stepped inside and headed to his private dining room. For it was his dying father's wish to own a chain of resturants and he therefore bought up the chain with the owner ran hard for cash. The managers never once questioned anything that took place in the resturant as it was a regular meet place for dozens of mob members...

He ordered up the finest wine the resturant had and put it on ice while he waited on his guest to arrive... still not really sure whether she would like as hot a Angelina Joline or as... not so hot as say... Bet Midler. He sat back and waited... watching the guests eat on the daily specials...

 

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It didn’t take long for Bella to dress and make her way down to her awaiting car. Her driver knew exactly where to take her and in no time, they were pulling up to Big Sicily where she got out as the door was opened up for her.

At the door stood a young woman, dressed in a uniform no doubt a signature of the restaurant. She saw Bella and walked up to her, “Ms. Russo?”

“Yes.” Bella said, not offering any more.

“Of course, please follow me, Mr. Pescia is expecting you.”

Bella knew she was taking a chance meeting this person on her own. But she had a back up plan of course. One of her female Capos, who was new had arrived at the restaurant earlier and took a seat where she could see keep an eye on her Boss, should anything happen, Bella was also armed.

Seeing as how tonight was a special night, Bella dressed in a tight black dress. It fit her form and the skirt of the dress went pass down her knees but it still had a slit on the side all the way up to mid thigh. Her hair was loose and fell in a soft wave down her back.

She was shown to the private dining area and she saw a man sitting alone, a bucket of wine chilling beside him. She squared her shoulders, showing she wasn’t intimidated by him as she walked up to his table and held out her hand while offering a smile of sincerity, “Mr. Pescia, I’m Bella Russo. At last we meet.”

 

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When he set his eyes on her, his heart nearly stopped. She was absolutely beautiful in every way! Her smile was certain and confident. Her hair was wavy and bonde not at all typical for a Sicilian based mob, but gorgeous none the less...

He stood up and offered his hand out and spoke, his accent thick and Sicilian, "Hello Ms. Russo. Please... have a seat..." He offered her a place and smiled as she sat down and he scooted her in to position. He had heard a LOT about this woman. If she was any kind of a boss at all, she would have people in this resturant watching her... and figured her for being armed already. He could imagine exactly where she kept that weapon though in that tight dress.

He smiled, took a seat and poured up two glasses of wine and offered her one. He maintained his control, despite his sudden fascination with her. She had done well for herself keeping her face off the grid. Not even his boys in the precinct could tell him exactly what she had looked like.

He said, "We can order whenever you like. May I recommend the chicken Fettucini with basil? It is the finest and creamiest sauce to ever cross those lips..." He could see her shift her head slightly, gauging what double talk he was giving her. He continued on, "If you prefer, the Steak tar tar is amazing too..."

He looked her deep in the eyes, gazing and trying to read into her. She was brave, certain, confident. She never took her eyes off him at all... at least for a while... eventually, she casually shifted her eyes down to look at the menu as the waiter appeared to take their order....

 

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Bella could only smile as she took in his looks herself. He was quite handsome, she had met his father only once and could tell that he was just like him, at least in the looks department. His mannerisms were just as expected also.

Taking his suggestions in for dinner, she nodded slightly and when the waiter came to take their order, Bella ordered the grilled chicken with tomatoes and diced carrots. She wasn't being spiteful about not ordering what he suggested, she was just ordering what she wanted.

When the waiter left, Bella regarded the man before her. She didn't say a thing for a while as she just looked at him. Studied him. Then she reached for her wine and took a small sip.

Tipping the glass at him, she smiled, a genuine smile, "Very good." Bella set it down and then leaned back in her chair, her eyes locked with Chris', "So, let's get down to business Chris, how much do you think I owe you?" Of course she knew why she was here and why they were meeting.

 

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The first reaction he had was to chuckle. It was considered bad manners to talk business over dinner... in order to prevent the loss of an appetite. He lifted his glass and picked up a breadstick and bit into it... washing it down with the glass of wine. He returned his gaze at her and said, "Okay... you want to talk business... little out of turn.... but okay."

He brushed his hands of dust from the breadstick and said, "Your boys snagged a truck filled with HD TVs and Blue Ray stuff from my guys. They literally held my guys up and took it from my people. Normally, I would take great offense to such a bold act. I mean... this has been Pescia territory for 20 years now and it is understood that incidents that happen inside the turf either allowed with either my or my father's blessing and a cut of the profits or they don't happen at all."

He took another sip of the wine and glanced to the waiter as he started to bring out the dishes. He shook his head and watched the waiter return to the kitchen... to deliver the meals at a more opportune moment. He turned his attention to his lady in waiting and said, "My boys figured there was about 50K worth of stuff in truck. My normal take is twenty percent in my territories which brings the totally to 10K. Plus... your boys held my boys up... which is a different matter entirely... but... your new to this playing field so tell you what I am willing to do... You give me your assurances that your people stay out of that territory in the future, get me my 10K... and perhaps join me for dinner Friday night at T. Tony's, and I and my father will ... forget about this unfortunate incident."

He bit into his breadstick once again. She was a looker and she was confident... but she was also new, and from the look in her eyes... something else... something more... benign... He said, "So... do we have a deal?" He shifted his head slightly to listen to her decision...

 

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For a long time, Bella didn’t say anything. Instead, she took a careful sip of the wine from her glass and set it down. Her features had a small smile on it, as she never took her eyes off of Chris.

“10K? Really?” She tilted her head to one side and regarded him, “According to my calculations, it came out to just under 65K worth of items, and that’s black market value. But,” she held up a finger as he was going to say something, “There’s a reason to my madness, Mr. Pescia, Let me explain.” Bella took a relaxed pose and leaned back in her chair, her legs crossed with her hands resting in her lap, “You see, a few days ago, a few of my guys saw Marco, you know Marco,” she told him. “Of course you do, anyway, Marco was seen talking with an informat no more than three days ago. And since I knew you nor your father would believe someone from a 'new' family, I had to devise a way to get your attention." With that, Bella took a long sip of wine, "As for you money, that's being delivered after I leave here tonight."

She didn't give him an answer regarding the date as she wanted the information she gave him to sink in.

 

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Marco was one of his father's oldest friends! He was one of the founding fathers of the family and to learn that he was turning informant was like someone telling him that Santa Claus was a real person. It was unheard of! No way was Marco an informant! No way!

He let his eyes gaze at her for a while, letting them move down her form, across her bosom to her legs and back. He finally leaned back and said, "Let's just say... for example that you are right. Let's say in theory that he is an informant. If... and I am not saying it is... but if it is true, then my family will most likely go to the pen.... which opens the territories up to you."

He leaned forward and took a long drink of his wine and said, "So you see... if this was true, you just shorted yourself an opportunity to expand your business. Which leads me to have to as you... why in the hell would you tell me this information anyways?"

He glanced around the room and then finally settled back on her gazing eyes... and watched and waited....

 

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“Most likely?” Bella questioned, her voice filled with humor, “I would say that it’s more than likely. As for saying if I were right, I wouldn’t come here otherwise bringing false accusations because I know better Mr. Pescia. I’m not a rookie when it comes to dealings like this.” This time, Bella’s voice was hard and serious. To think that she just woke up yesterday and decided to be in the business was a slap in the face for her. And she didn’t like it.

“You want proof? I have proof. You want names? I have names. And now, for shorting myself, I would suggest thinking outside the box. True, I have given you some valuable information, perhaps it will harm my dealings but I’m not looking to getting in to Pescia territory. I’m looking to get into Gambini territory. And we both know that they operate what comes in and goes out of the docks. Everyone has the business of the securing the locals and their shops, protecting them, polishing the local politicians and making things happen for them. But what I’m interested in is more of the business of the docks; the art smuggling, expanding on drug dealing, and come what may.”

“Now, in the tradition of having exchanged such information, I am asking for assistance from your family and help me take care of the Gambinis and push them out of this business.” Usually Bella wasn’t one for tradition but she knew that Chris’ father held onto the traditions and probably instilled it on him also.

“Now,” Bella pulled a card out of the top of her low cut dress and leaned over, her cleavage amply showing as she put the card on the table and pushed it to him before sitting back, “with that said, there’s my personal number. You can call me with your answer. If I know you and your family from reputation then I know you’ll all do the right thing. And if not,” she shrugged and stood, “Then I’ve lost out.” She started to walk away.

 

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"Wait a minute." Marco said as he watched her turn to leave. That was another thing she did not seem to understand. You don't just get up and walk away in the middle of talks with your fellow leaders. He watched her turn and look at him. He let his eyes move down to her ample breasts... then her ass and finally her legs before returning to her eyes. He didn't give a shit if she felt like a piece of meat at that point... she looked like one hell of a fuck...

The problem is with working with those you do business with is that it is usually bad for business... because all good deals end up bad when it comes to fuck buddies. He tried to push the idea out of his head and then said, "If what you say is true and I have a rat in my nest, I will deal with it swift and decisively. If what you say is true... I will help you... on one additional condition..."

He watched her turn to face him fully. She was damned gorgeous and he felt his cock swell in his pants. He would have to go to the whore house later and fuck on of his bitches to get this craving out of him. He said, "I want a contract with your people. You seem to have a good strong line surplus military supplies... Yeah... I know about your arrangements you have with the army depot. I want in on that action."

He watched her and smiled as she gave away a look of surprise as he revealed this tidbit of info. He then said, "And... you never did say... how about dinner... no business... just you and me... no people around...."

 

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"In on some of the takings? Really?" Bella hesitated a moment before taking a seat back at the table, "Very smart move--Chris. Is it all right if I call you Chris?"

"Oh, and dinner can be served now." Bella wasn't blind to his reaction to her looks and she decided to play on it. It was a shitty thing to do but why not have a little fun? She wondered what it would take to get this man back to her place before the night was through. Perhaps she could get some additional information out from him about some other things. But then again, maybe not. But the challenge was certainly there.

 

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"Then have a seat... madam..." Marco said with a devious little grin on his face. She was indeed a looker and very seductive... and yet he could smell her trying to take advantage of that a mile away. He did want to put what was under her outfit under his tongue... but it would be on his terms and not hers...

He poured up another glass of wine as she sat down and said, "By the way... on my honor you are safe with me... so... why not send your boys home... I know you have one or two of them here hidden as customers... You won't need them... What do you say?"

He watched her intensely as she tried to decide what to do. He was not backing down to her as she was expecting. He spun the glass of wine in his hand and gave her a trusting, knowing smile...

 

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He was good. Then again, it was something of a give away that she had someone there, who wouldn't? You don't go onto someone else's territory without some sort of plan.

Without a word to him, Bella took out her phone and quickly sent a text to Mallory, her newest Capo. It only took a second longer when Mallory sent one back telling her she was only a phone call away.

When that was done with, Bella looked up at the man across her and smiled as she put her phone away, "Well, that's taken care of." Never once did she question about being safe with him. Of course she'd be safe, his family's name was on the line, as was hers.

"So, in all seriousness Mr. Pescia, how is your father fairing these days?"

 

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Marco smiled. He was not entirely convinced that what she had done was legit... one a tall muscular bald man suddenly stood up as he was ordering his dinner, stuffed his phone into his pocket, glanced across the room towards another table of men sitting and gave a nod. They pulled out a $50 and tossed it onto the table, standing up, leaving their plates barely touched. The three men left the resturant and out of the picture...

Marco took a mental note of the soldiers in her army and hoped his outdoor camera's got a good picture of them. Perhaps they would be interested in joining a real mafia... not one run by a skirt. He smiled at her at the mention of his father and said, "My father?" He clicked his tongue and took another sip of the wine, "Not well I am afraid. He has fallen under a most serious affliction that not even the doctors can figure out. He is bed bound now... and unforntunately the doctors do not expect him to make it much longer."

Marco feigned concern for his dying father... though in truth it was his doing completely. His father was already weak before he became this ill. He hired a nurse to come in once a day and ensure he was taken care of. But... this nurse, unbeknownst to his father, owed Marco a great deal of money for moving her family out of a run down part of town to middle class. It was an act of charity that came with a price tag. He had a doctor prescribe him a pill that had hazardous side effects to Marco Sr. As long as no one else looked to deep into his father's case, he would die soon, be buried and no one would be to the wiser. As it was, once his father died, he was in line to step up as the Godfather.

He watched as the waitress walked across the room with their meals. Since he owned the place, he ensure the ladies were very ... watchable, insisting on each wearing mid thigh black skirts and low cut blue tight blouses, high heels and black thigh highs. Very delightable outfit but not too tasteless as to have equal rights moving in on him.

He said, "So... you never really did say..." he picked up his fork and spoon preparing to dig into his meal, "How is it a woman like you wind up in a business like this?"

 

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"Well, I'm sorry to hear that." It was true, even though the families were fighting or at the very least, arguing, it was still a sign of respect for who they are.

"How did I end up in this business?" Bella could only grin and shrug as she took a hearty bite from her plate. She was quiet as she chewed and wondered how exactly to answer that.....Bella had only met his father once and it was during a deal when he too didn't want to really deal with Bella because she was a woman. But she had convinced him other wise and it was safe to say that Bella did fuck his father. But she doubted he knew about it. Besides, it help seal the deal for her get a part of the business she wanted. This of course, happened a long time ago, just as Bella was getting her feet wet and was just starting off. Back then, such deals from newbies needed some sort of guarantee.

"I grew up wanting more. And I'm not the type to sit back and let someone get it for me. When you have a goal you have to work hard at it. Sure it took some time but I would say that I'm finally in a place where I'm comfortable. Unfortunately I wasn't born into it so I didn't have it easy." She told him pointedly.

 

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Marco paused a moment... hesitatingly the briefest of seconds before letting her last candid comment roll off him and then smiled, "Yes... some of us were just... born lucky..." He smiled and said, "My father mentioned you in the past. Said you were quite an ... up and comer... so to speak. He told me that I should keep an eye out for you."

He paused and let her think about his statement a moment and then said, "So... i am curious. I have done my research on you. You are smart.. been able to stay under the radar quite well... but I also know your operation is small... working for peanuts really. So, tell you what I would be willing to do for you... providing your info is good on Paulie. I would be willing to consider bring your operation on board with mine... for a small fee... say... 25% of the take. You have been happy with the crumbs from my table... and this is your chance to you to sit with the big dogs... if you want."

He paused and let the shock on her face sink in and then said, "Of course... it woudl be a trial period... you know... if it don't work... it don't work... You interested?"

 

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"I'm sorry Mr. Pescia, I don't take offers for such hand outs. I prefer to work for such deals. As of right now, we only have one deal going and that's about the rat in your pack which surprises me that I was the one that caught this transgression, so to speak, and not you." She took another bite of her meal and sat back, watching him.

"Tell you what, let's just see how this other deal goes first and then maybe we can talk about other agreements," She told him before taking a sip of her wine. She stood and was just about done with dinner, "It's gettng late and I must get going Mr. Pescia," she held her hand out to him, "Thank you for a wonderful meal."

To say she was insulted with how he phrased that she was earning peanuts was downright disgusting. Besides, she worked better with no one eles involved. Too many hands in the cookie jar and well, someone was bound not to get any cookies.

 

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Marco watched her get up and go to leave. He stood up as well as it was custom to stand when a woman departed the table. He let his eyes wander her ass as she walked away from him. He looked up at her eyes as she turned to look back at him. He said, "I appreciate your attention to this matter and if you change your mind... you know where you can find me."

He watched her leave the resturant. Marco then sat back down, enjoyed the rest of his meal. 20 minutes later, three men walked into the room, Antonio, Jules, and Mark. Two of three were his capo's and the other a lieutenant. He siad, "Keep an eye on Ms. Bella Russo. I have a feeling we may have some competition trying to move into the area..."

"WHat you want us to do about it if she does?" Antonio asked.

"Just watch and wait and report to me for now. Don't shoot unless she shoots first." Marco said. He glanced down at a white business card sitting on the table and picked it up. It had her personal phone number and address on it. That was a bit risky for a mob boss to do.

He thought about it a moment and finally stuffed it into his pocket and said, "Get going boys..."

 

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It was about 3 days later when Bella came out of the woodwork again. She had spent those days behind closed doors for good reason. She had plans, big ones.

Bella knew that Marco wasn't stupid. The fact that his father was respected gave him a little edge, but not by much. He was of course still working his way up in the world and had yet to really establish himself. Just like Bella. Sure she was small time if you compared her to others that have been doing this sort of 'business' for years and years. But if you compared her to another that's just started, she was well way ahead of them.

A lot of her business was being conducted via online and phone. It was time to bring the business up to date on technology. The fact that she used video conferencing than meeting in person was not just for safety reasons, but opportunity also, it brought a lot of those in other cities to her table and vice versa.

One could trace what was going on but Bella had spent a lot making sure that her online security was top notch. And so far, everything was flawless.

With Nicki and Johnnie at her side, one of her own Capos with his best Lt., the three made their way to the docks, the business that Bella wanted complete control of. She was going to meet with a representative from the military who had a few 'lost' cases of weapons, all high grade military issued. What did it matter if the Government was missing these few cargo boxes of weapons, the could always afford to buy more and with this lot, Bella could turn around and sell it at sustantial profit for herself. If she played her cards right of course.

 

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Mark stood on the top of a cargo container, staring out at the shipment exchanging hands and watched with great interest. He was the lieutenant of the group, so it would his duty to put himself in a more vulnerable position in order to figure out what was going on. He looked down and said, "I think this is it Antonio... They have the goods now."

Antonio got onto his cell and made a little phonecall and soon Marco was learning of the deal going on. It was pissing him off when he heard because the deal was made by a pair of Russians who had been making regular shipments to him. Apparently, he was loosing merchasiers now because of this new rival.

Marco listened and said, "Okay... boys... know where and when and how... come on back."

"Wait.. you don't want us to attack? Stp this from happening? This is happening in our own backyard Marco!" Antonia said a little shocked.

Marco said, "Did you hear what I said. Let them have this. I have another idea..."

Antonio said, "You the boss..." He watched and looked at the LT and said, "Come on down..."

At that moment, gunfire echoed through the air and bullets started richoceted through the place hitting cargo crates! All three men dove for cover... and quickly retreated. They had been spotted and now she knew it...

 

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As soon as the gunfire errupted, Bella could've killed Nicki herself. She brandished her own gun as the return gun fire got close to them. Backing up against the car they arrived in, she yelled out, "Stop firing near the ammo!"

Nicki for his part moved away from the container and fired off another shot as one was returned to him.

All the commotion got the attention of the dock's pay by the hour security guard who ran toward the fire fight. Bella saw him at the last second and shouted out to him also to get down but it was too late, another shot came out of no where....it was the Russians!!

 

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The Security Guard fell hard to the ground... half of his face new pink mist in the air! The Russians were armed with far heavier gear than whomever this no name rival gang was! AK-47s, M-16's, M-9's popped through the air like popcorn in a microwave!

The Russians spotted one of the thugs in a suit and fired at him.... dropping him to the ground... four bullet holes littering his body!

Chris was already on his way down to the dock when he heard from his Capos that gunfire had erupted! His Capo's and LT were safe... so who was the party that was firing down there? Did their deal go wrong? As he drove down the docks to the pier, he spotted a small Coast Guard Cutter breaking through the ocean waves, putting as much distance between itself and whatever was going on.

He leapt out, meeting his Capo's who quickly filled him in on what was going on. Apparently, the firefight had died down. The Lieutenant had crept up onto the roof and watched as they scene played out. Bella had been surrounded, down by two men, but holding her own... till she ran out of ammo. She immediately surrendered, doing what was best for her own survival.

Chris told his men to spread out. They raced along as stealthily as they could till Chris could get a sight of the scene. Russians had her on her knees, arms bound, AK 47 to her temple, barking at her! She was as helpless as he had ever thought he would see her in... They watched as she shook her head no for some reason and the last of her capo's then took a bullet to the head...

At first, he started to just turn and walk away. But for some reason... the thought of her on her knees... the thought of her sucking his cock, looking at him with those devil may care eyes never left his mind. He shook his head to himself and said, "What the fuck man... shit... here goes nothing..." He turned, levelled his pistol at the one holding the gun to her head. He said, "Call your targets... drop them in one. Hurry... cops on their way...."

There were four shots. Just four at the same time. And four dead russians fell... each with head wounds. Chris raced towards the scene barking, "Cover me!" He got to her and grabbed her shoulder and helped her to her feet and said, "Let's go. Now!" He didn't bother to untie her yet. They just needed to get out of there and now!

 

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Bella wasn't in complete shock of what happened. But she was mad. Who the hell tipped them off?!

Her first thought was to blame Chris but since it was likely he and his men killed the rest of the Russians, she couldn't blame him. He literally tossed her into the back of a limo and gave the driver a command to drive anywhere but just to get out of the area fast!!

Bella's white suite was splatter with not only the russians blood but also some from her own hired muscle! Her hair knocked out of the french twist she had it in also. Turning to Chris, she could only look at him and after a second, she told him, "Thanks for back there...now untie me!" She said as she turned to show him her binded hands.

 

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Chris looked at her a moment, then knocked her wrists away, reaching for the cuff of her suit coat and pulled her to him. He said, "I know you were sneaking around in my territory! I told you I was going to keep an eye on you. You decided to ignore my rules. I could have waited just 5 minutes longer and then killed off the Russians after you had died... but, I chose to save your life."

He pushed her down on her bum and said, "I want you and your people out of my territory. I mean it." He leans down and unties her wrists before saying, "You owe me now. I will consider it paid when you and your people our out of this area."

He watched her and realized the relief in her eyes when he untied her. He smiled and said, "What... you think I was going to rape you or something? Nah... not my style raping against their will..."

He reached to the minibar and pulled out a sealed bottle of Brandy and said, "Here you go... this will help your nerves..."

 

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With a calm hand, Bella knocked the bottle of brandy out of his hand. It flew across the backseat and smashed against the window. She glared at Chris and wanted so much to hit him, but he was right, he saved her life even when he didn't have to.

"I will not get out of there, I told you I wanted the business of the docks!" She sat back, Bella was upset about losing her crew. She didn't need anymore shit from anyone today since things weren't going so well!

"And as for thinking you're going to rape, don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't fuck you even if you tried!" She crawled over him and pounded the privacy window between the backseat and the driver, "Hey! Stop the car!!"