I meet Zander at our warehouse. Upon arrival, I notice no one else is there. Just like we were asked, only Zander and I are to be here. It takes us hours and hours to extract what we need from the man. He might have been able to elude us to where he was for a while, but he could not handle the torture we delved out. Zander is a brutal son of a bitch when needed. His size proves how strong he can be. I, on the other hand, just needed to be patient and allow Zander to work his magic. We found out the man had been holding enough information on Theo and his associates to put them away for a long time. No wonder Theo wanted this man to be found and dealt with.

My phone starts to ring; I answer, knowing it’s my mother.

“Gabriel, how is it going?”

“Fine, Mother. We found what Theo wants, and why.”

“Good, son. Listen, before you call Theo, we need to retrieve the information and gather the intel.”

“Mom, this is Theo. Do we still follow standard rules?”

“Always, Gabriel. Theo has been good to this family, but his son Teddy; I’m not too sure if he will always be so gracious. We need as much ammunition on his dealings as possible, in case this family ever needs to use it. Gabriel, don’t ever let your guard down, even for our closest friends. Do you hear me, Gabriel?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now clean up and find what we’re looking for. Afterwards, put it all back, then call Theo. Tell him where he can find his things. Make it look like you were never there. That’s important.”

“All right. I will see you with the information tomorrow.”

Zander and I finish our job, and make quick. We start dismembering the body and continue the job of discarding it. Later, we find our way to the hiding spot and find what we were looking for. There was so much shit, it took both of us to use our phones and a portable scanner to capture each thing. We put it all back, like Mom said, and left. I call Theo on my way back home and tell him where to find everything, that his problem no longer exists. He’s happy with our progress.

I enter the house right before dawn. Exhaustion is eating at me. I lay my keys down on the foyer table and see Fallon passed out on the sofa. She is wearing my shirt, one of the ones I wore in Croatia. I lift and carry her to our bedroom. She stirs when I lay her down on the bed.

“Gabriel, you’re home.”

“Yeah, baby.”

“Where were you?”

“Please, I just need to sleep. I can’t talk right now.”

I undress and lay on my side, pulling her back to my chest.

“You’re wearing my shirt.”

“It...it smelled like you, and I was lonely.”

“Mmm.”

The comfort I take in what she just said gives me incredible peace. Beyond my control, I fall asleep, holding her.

I awake with Fallon still in my arms, my hard on pressed against her round ass. I slide my hand underneath the shirt she wears and caress her breast as I push my dick further upon her. I hear her wake with a moan.

“Gabriel.”

“Don’t move.”

I leave her breast and find her thong. In one motion, I pull and rip it from her body. I take her top leg and raise it onto my bent leg. Searching for her clit, I find it already swollen in need. Fallon’s wet already. I begin to move my finger, manipulating her clit, and she lets out a glorious sound.

“I love hearing you. I love the sounds you make when I touch you. I’m going to fuck you now. Don’t move; just let me have you.”

I reach further down to push two fingers into her wet hole, stretching her to accommodate my size.

“Fuck, you’re so tight and wet. Have you been dreaming of me putting my cock in your pussy all night? Is that why you’re so wet, baby?”

In a breathy tone, she calls my name. “Gabriel.”

I remove my fingers to replace them with my hard cock. Fuck, she’s so warm. I move, gliding in and out of her at a slow pace. Not wanting to rush, I want to savor every feeling of her pussy walls tightening around me. I start to caress her clit again, and I feel her body begin to give in to her orgasm.  I feel my balls tighten, and I call out her name as I spill my seed into her. Her walls spasm around my cock, milking it for every drop I have.

Once we’re finished, Fallon turns around to me. She starts kissing me more, telling me she wants more.

“Down, girl. You’re so greedy. Come on, let’s shower, then we will go see my mother today; she’s expecting us for breakfast.”

During our shower, Fallon is incredibly handsy. I love it, and if we had more time, I so would have taken advantage of the little beast I created.

I drive us out of the city and to the home I grew up in, the home in which I met and married my wife.

“Fallon, we never talked about it. Do you have a preference where we live?  I mean, we could live with Mom in the mansion, if it makes you more comfortable, or wherever you want. I work a lot most nights. I don’t want you to be lonely, so if you want to be with Mom more, we can.”

“I just want to be with you, Gabriel, wherever that might be. I get lonely when you don't let me in. Your mother has trained me to be what you need in every way, including your business. I don’t like how you still try to cut me out of that part of your life. I don’t think Catherine will like it either.”

“Fuck Catherine. You are my wife, not her chess piece. I tell you what you need to know, and that’s it. Don’t fight me on this, Fallon.”

“Fight you? You have not seen a fight yet, but if that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get – and baby, you better be prepared for me. I am not your mother’s chess piece, and I am not your whipping dog. I had to fight my whole fucking life; I didn’t think I would have to fight the man I love to let me in and let me be there for him. I just want to help you, to be your partner. If that’s what you want, then that’s what you’ll get. Because that’s how much I love you; I am willing to fight for both you and us.”

I park the car in front of the mansion, and she doesn’t wait for me. She opens her fucking door and goes in the house, slamming the door. As I go through the door, I see Catherine, Zander, Vin, and Liam making their way to the dining room as they all stare at Fallon running up the stairs.

I’ll be a motherfucker; she practically told me off, then ran inside. I storm after her, but Zander grabs me as soon as he sees my temper.

“Stop, man. Gabriel, what the fuck?”

“Get your fucking hands off me, Zander, now!”

“If you promise not to hurt her, I will let you go.”

“You think I would hurt her?”

Catherine yells out, “Enough, Gabriel. Zander, don’t. Let him go – and Gabriel, sit your ass down.”

Zander listens and lets me go while we all make our way to the dining table. We sit with Mother at the head of the table.

Catherine starts, “Well, I guess I shouldn’t ask how the honeymoon went? I expected a different reunion.”

“The honeymoon was fantastic, Mother. It’s the coming home that’s a bitch.”

“OK, so what’s the issue, Gabriel?” Mother asks.

“Fallon wants to be involved in our family business, and I can’t get her to understand I don’t want her involved.”

Mother slams her fist on the table and asks Jeffery to leave. Once he’s gone, she turns to all of us and shouts, “I wish you would stop your bullshit. I have had it, Gabriel. I brought Fallon here for you, and this family. That means she is involved with our family business. She is not stupid and knows all about what kind of people we are. She isn’t blind either, Gabriel. If you think she doesn’t see what kind of man you are, you’re fucking stupid.” She stands to address all of us. “If any of you think I will allow any woman to come into this family I don’t see fit, you are all in for an extremely rude awaking. That includes you, too, Vin. Each woman you all marry will contribute to this family one way or another. Let me ask you, Gabriel, did you sleep with Fallon on your honeymoon?”

“Mom!”

“Gabriel, answer my question, boy. Did you sleep with Fallon and not use protection?”

“Yes.”

“Good, son. That means that girl could be pregnant with my grandchild. She, along with the others, will be the most important part of assuring this family’s future.”

She sits back down, collecting herself, and grabs my hand.

“Gabriel, listen to me. All of you listen. I won’t always be here, and I need to make sure you all have women who can be strong for all of you. Those women will have all your children, and in return will want to guarantee their futures, just like I did. No one fights for their children like a mother.”

“She’s my wife, Mother. This is not some game you’re playing anymore.”

“You’re right, Gabriel, she is your wife, and I will allow you to handle her as you see fit. However, I’m telling you she can handle it. If she couldn’t, I would not have brought her to you. By the way, Gabriel, if she is or becomes pregnant, she will become more involved, whether you like it or not.”

I look towards my mother, pissed now. If she thinks she can control me anymore...I tell her, “I am not my father, Mother. I will not have you telling me what to do anymore. He might have obeyed, but I am my own man.”

She burst out laughing, and Zander stands, punching me right in my jaw. He screams at my mother, “Tell him now!! Tell him all about our precious fucking father!”

I get my wits about me again, and I look up towards my mom; she has stopped laughing, and I see tears.