Chapter 20

The next several months weren’t as bad as I had expected them to be. Everything went rather smoothly. We were transporting hundreds and hundreds of kilos per week and I had five VIP girls working the clients whenever they needed it. I was giving them 75% of their cut from every date. They were ecstatic and it assured they kept their mouths shut. It just further ingrained in my mind that you can’t trust anyone in this world other than yourself.

I didn’t care that I was only getting 25% of the dates because it was never about the money. It was beyond that. I was still making millions off the cocaine. Everything continued as it should be.

I was a VIP and Madam still ran the show.

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As I was saying before, Mika and I became friends, but it was more like partners. He jumped at the chance when I told him about what I was doing. He always marched to the beat of his own drum, which is one of the reasons I enjoyed his company. Mika was a trust fund baby. He had all the money in the world and didn’t care one bit about it. He wanted to live in the fast lane. His motto was “you only live once”, and he made sure to make every minute count.

It also didn’t hurt that he looked like a badass and fucked like a King. It wasn’t all about sex with us; it was more than that. He was real. I know that doesn’t really make any sense, but let me try to explain it. Mika didn’t pretend. He was what he was and if you didn’t like it then you could go fuck yourself, and he would tell you that to your face. He often put me in my place and as much as I hated it, I also needed it. I didn’t threaten him, there was no competition there, and I know that I met my match when I met Mika.

Now, don’t let your mind wander. This isn’t a love story. Mika and I didn’t ride off into the sunset together. He was my means to an end.

A year went by and several disturbing things started happening in Miami. It had been the drug trafficking capitol of the world for many years. Everyone, and I do mean everyone, was involved. If you had money or status, you were doing something dirty. Over the last few years or so, people started getting murdered left and right, fighting for greed and power. It got so bad that tourists weren’t traveling as much as they were before, and Miami went from becoming the “Magic City” to the “Blanca Cuidad”, meaning “the white city”. Time magazine had also put out an article slaughtering the reputation of the city, calling it the “most dangerous place in the world”. It was bullshit, but at least it didn’t affect me.

But…there was money. It was everywhere. I couldn’t keep up, no one could. Corruption led the city; even cops were in on it. Top dogs were going down daily; attorneys, celebrities, politicians, CEOs, et cetera. Madam started to get worried; I could see it every time something hit the news or the papers. Sometimes I wondered if she knew it was coming, if she could sense it somehow. I knew she protected herself; I didn’t know to what means, but I knew that she had to have something in place if someone were to rat her out. Whatever it was, it wasn’t good enough to protect her from me.

However, it only made what I was doing that much easier.

The sad thing is, some VIPs started going down. I personally watched their demise as they let the white takeover. Some overdosed, and two died. I’ve told you time and time again; that I don’t do weakness and neither does Madam. To her, it was like she was weaning out the weak and only the strong survive. She got more girls, better ones.

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I lay out naked on Mika’s lanai furniture as I watched him swim laps in the pool. I moved my position on the chase lounger from my back to my front.

“I liked the position you were sitting in before, Angel. Your pussy was like the end goal of the lap,” he said as he started to do the back stroke.

“I needed to turn over. You don’t want me to look uneven, do you?”

“I suppose not. I’m surprised you’re still here, you usually fuck and run.”

I laughed at his depiction of me, mostly because it was true. “That’s completely not true, sometimes it’s just foreplay or a good ass beating.”

“Oh, how you love the belt on your ass, Lilith.”

He continued to swim laps and I hungrily took him in. Mika was a fine specimen of male. He knew I was gawking and lavished in the attention. I watched as he got out of the pool and shook the water out of his hair. The water dripped off his body with every step that he took and his cock just hung free in between his legs.

I could see it coming before it happened. He jumped on the back of my body, soaking me completely with his. I squirmed, trying to get loose.

“You know you love it. Stop moving, I’m trying to get comfortable,” he demanded as he placed his body on top of mine.

“I can’t breathe,” I mumbled into the cushion below me.

“Shut up. You just don’t like cuddling.”

“Oh, is this what this is? Here I thought you were just trying to get me wet.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Angel, you’re always wet. It’s one of the reasons I like you around.”

“Really? Because the only reason I have you around is because you’re nice to look at. You make for better scenery in my life. I don’t care too much about you talking as much as you do, though. Which is why I always like to sit on your face. It’s the only way I can shut you the fuck up,” I teasingly provoked.

“Do you kiss your Madam with that mouth?”

“No, I kiss her ass with it.”

He slid to lie on the right side of me and we faced each other. He pulled my wet hair out of my face.

His hand lingered on my cheek. “Don’t change once you take over, Angel.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.”

“I’m serious. I’ve known Madam for a very long time. I know what it takes to run that empire. Power changes people. I see it happen every day. Don’t let it take over you. Do you hear me?” he demanded in a tone I didn’t appreciate.

“Why, Mika? I thought you liked it when I was a bad girl.”

“I’m serious.”

“So am I.”

He shook his head. “Listen you stubborn ass woman, people respect and admire kindness, even though you are a bitch most of the time. There is still kindness in your eyes. Don’t let them grow cold. Don’t become jaded. VIP can do that to you, fair warning.” I leaned into his hand that was still resting in the same spot.

“Everything happens for a reason, Mika.”

I quickly removed myself from him and went to find a shower. I could not allow myself to get attached to Mika. I had other plans, plans that I had been working on since I was a child. It was my destiny. I couldn’t let feelings control me. It wasn’t the way I operated. I wasn’t made like that. I noticed the more time I spent with him, the deeper our connection became. I didn’t know what to do about it.

I couldn’t walk away from him; he was helping me in more ways than one. But my thoughts began to wander to him sometimes, whether it was something that reminded me of him, or if it was a memory. It was fucking with me. As I showered, I wanted to remove him from my skin and my mind. But I couldn’t, I wanted to go back out there and say something. To see if he was feeling the same way I was.

I was scared, what if he was? What would happen?

I wouldn’t know how to handle it and that’s what terrified me the most. I had finally gotten to a point in my life where I didn’t know how to control something. It pissed me off, but it also reminded me that I was human. Maybe I did have a heart. I continued my mind fuck as I showered and prepared myself mentally for the possibility of something happening with Mika and me.

I turned off the shower and heard something that sounded like moaning coming from the bedroom. I wrapped the towel around my body and opened the door to find Mika’s face in between some chick’s thighs.

I laughed. But on the inside, I was seething. He looked up at me while he continued to devour her pussy; she hadn’t even opened her eyes to see that I was in the room. She moaned and grabbed the sheets above her head, kneading them in her hands. He licked and sucked her, never taking his eyes off mine. I could see the moisture on his mouth as he manipulated her body to give him what he wanted. Her body started to tremble and we both knew she was close to orgasm. When she called out his name in ecstasy, he let her ride out her orgasm on his lips. He moved up and wiped off her come from his mouth.

I shook my head.

He grinned seductively at me. “I got her for you, Angel.”

“Oh really? Seems to me that you couldn’t wait to get her open. You may have ruined my gift, Mika,” I stated as I grabbed my clothes. I didn’t even bother changing; I wanted to get the fuck out of there.

I got to the door and slightly opened it before it was pushed closed from behind me. He grabbed my upper arm, turning me around to face him.

“What the fuck was that?” he questioned with anger and confusion in his eyes.

“Nothing. I need to go,” I stated, trying to remove myself from him; it only made him hold me harder.

“Are you jealous?”

“Fuck you,” I said through gritted teeth. I could still see the moisture around his mouth and smell her on him and it made me sick to my stomach.

“Jesus, Angel. What the fuck? When the hell did this happen?”

“I have no fucking clue what you’re talking about. How about you take down your over inflated ego for one second and let me go,” I demanded, trying to push him away from me. He aggressively pushed me up against the door and grabbed my chin.

“We have made no goddamn promises to each other. We are birds of a feather that flock together. I don’t do commitments or relationships and neither do you. That’s the beauty about us, Angel. We are two of the same kind. Now get your ass back in the room and have a good fucking time with me,” he insisted, letting me go.

I pushed him, catching him off guard. “Don’t tell me what to do. If I wanted to have a party I would have invited the guests. Go fuck yourself. I’m not jealous. You are nothing to me. Do you understand that, Mika? I use you. And the feeling is mutual. That’s the beauty of us,” I responded and could see the hurt look in his eyes. And it made me feel better.

He put me in my place and I returned the favor.