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relaxed around my dick and stopped struggling. “You can’t tell me you aren’t loving this.”
    I saw the predatory look creep up on her face as she turned from innocent to naughty and knew I was right. That didn’t lesson my force as I continued fucking her. Studying her swollen lip and bruising cheek, I saw her watery brown eyes begin to roll back in her head as I pounded into her with the force of all my frustration. She’d killed my family. Shirley was my family, even if she hadn’t been acting like it.
    Emery was chewing on her lip, and soon her moans were echoing my own grunts. I stretched up her red tube top, releasing her curvaceous breasts, stroking them as I slowed my pace. Kissing the crook of her neck, I remembered how she’d made me feel in front of the fire, like we were making love. Fighting the urge to kiss her mouth, I told myself that Emery was the fire, alluring, mesmerizing, seemingly harmless unless you got too close. She’d warmed my frozen heart, but had burned down my damn house too.
    Not about to get scorched again, I pulled my dick out of her and flipped her over, entering her pussy again swiftly before she could protest—not that I thought she wanted to get away now. She was loving it, arching her back as I thrust into her swollen cunt from behind. Clutching her titties, squeezing her nipples, I thought about her lies with every thrust, thrashing harder and harder until I felt her spasm around me. Then I was coming deep inside of her with a shiver.
    I drew out of her but didn’t let her up. I needed answers and would have them. She’d been fucking the fucking mob boss too? I spoke right in her ear. “I thought you’d said it was only me and your husband?”
    “You mean what I told that whore Kym?” Emery laughed. “Yeah, I thought we were pretending.”
    “So, you coming clean with me now?” I let her roll over, but she was still under me.
    “What do you want to know?” She asked, but her pursed lips let me know she didn’t want to talk.
    What the fuck did I want to know? I almost laughed out loud. Emery had said she was fucking the head of the Armenian Mafia, the man Shirley had hired me to kill’s boss. Amun had been after Emery too and now there was a price on her head for a hundred grand. The Miami Mutherfukers wanted to turn her over. Dirty Sanchez, their president would be hunting us down for offing his men before too long. The Heelz would be calling the General first to rat me out, then coming to kill me as well. “You better tell me everything. What are your ties to Manul?”
    “He’s my stepdad.”
    “What the hell?”
    “It’s complicated. I told ya.”
    Emery slipped away during my confusion and disappeared to the bathroom.

Chapter 2
     
    After a good fuck, I’d just wanted to sleep. Emery hadn’t said anymore about her and Manul. If I talked to her anymore, I really would kill her, able to kill a woman or not. I put my temper to bed with me and couldn’t help but find comfort in her snuggled in the crook of my arm. We slept well past noon. She hadn’t run off either, obviously wanting to stick with me for some reason, but she didn’t know I planned to hand her over. I planned to keep it that way. There’s no use dragging a bitch kicking and screaming across the country.
    Before we could leave Tallahassee, I had to buy a prepaid phone so I could get in touch with the General in Arizona. I’d trashed the one I’d been using when I dumped Shirley’s truck. Emery had come into Wal-Mart with me. She was pretty thrilled to let me buy her some underthings, jeans, a long sleeve shirt and some sneakers even if she was used to more high-end garments. We ate lunch at a local diner called Ruby’s so Emery could get breakfast, consisting of oatmeal and fruit, and I could have some fresh coffee and a cheeseburger. She changed in the women’s room, and came out looking more comfortable, having trashed the hooker clothes. I noticed she kept the diamonds.
    “I was