“ T he FBI arrested Damien Templeton , the CEO of Templeton Group, in his penthouse apartment in L.A. this afternoon. Damien Templeton is going to face charges for laundering millions of dollars through the businesses owned by his family. Arrested alongside him are Katerina Templeton, wife of Eli Templeton, the founder and chairman of Templeton Group, and Katerina’s daughter from a previous relationship, Marion Forster.”

“This all came to light as the apartment of Michael Smith, believed to be Damien Templeton’s accomplice, was raided by the FBI last week. Michael Smith, formerly known as Theo Sullivan, a once-convicted felon for a massive insider trading has disappeared and hasn’t turned up yet.“

“The FBI broke into Smith’s high-rise apartment in San Francisco and recovered vital documents implicating him, Damien Templeton and Angus Ferguson, a prominent hedge fund owner in Wall Street to a money laundering operation for the Rio Bravo cartel in Mexico, a relatively new player in the cartel circuit but has been quickly gaining ground in the US through their legitimate investments, particularly in Wall Street.”

“Meanwhile, Damien’s father Eli Templeton has issued a statement through his lawyer vehemently denying any knowledge of the crime being perpetrated within his companies and is reported to be filing criminal cases against his wife, son and stepdaughter for embezzlement, sabotage and fraud. The Templeton Group will be thoroughly investigated by several anti-money laundering agencies following implications that it has become the main front for the Rio Bravo cartel in California….”

I turn off the TV and sit on an armchair, sighing deeply. I feel relieved after watching the news.

“It was him, wasn’t it?”

I look behind me. “Anya.”

She’s standing at the door of my study connected to my bedroom.

“Come here, baby.”

She slowly walks over to me.

I pat my lap. She doesn’t move.

“Did you ask Callum to kill him? My father?”

I freeze. How in hell did she find out? But I have to stop underestimating Anya. My baby is very smart. “I told you I wouldn’t do that.”

“So what happened to him?”

“He was killed by the people he worked for.”

“Who?”

“The cartel.”

She stares at me harder. “How do you know he’s dead? He’s just missing according to the news.”

“I have friends from the FBI.” I let that hang.

She slowly climbs into my lap, straddling my legs.

I touch her hair. “How did you know it was him?”

“I asked Nan years back. She told me his name. He was not a good man and I promised you I won’t talk about him ever again. When I heard his name in the news, I knew it was him.”

I sigh and touch her cheek gently. “I’m sorry you had to find out like this, angel.”

She flattens her palms on my chest. “Tell me everything.”

In between touching her hair and face, I tell her what she needs to hear.

“But why was Theo killed by his employers?”

“Remember those pictures you showed me and Callum? The ones from JD? There was one picture at some party where we saw Theo. I’m sure Theo didn’t know as he was hiding from us. But that connected the dots. We didn’t know at first what he was up to, so Callum sneaked into his apartment in San Francisco and bugged it. When we found out Theo was involved with the cartel, we let the FBI in. This led to the raids of several of the cartel’s front establishments here in California. They had restaurants, boutiques, night clubs, and they had the Templeton companies. The FBI leaked the info to the cartel that it was Theo’s carelessness that led to the raids. Naturally, they were pissed off. The Feds have been on their asses non-stop for more than two weeks now, basically dismantling their entire system that extends all the way to Wall Street, even killing the head of the cartel in a clandestine operation. This hasn’t gone out in the news yet.”

There’s no need to tell her I had Theo kidnapped when he sneaked into L.A. to see Damien and practically forced a confession out of him. I feel no remorse for my involvement in Theo’s death. The scumbag deserved it. I’ll do it again to protect my family.

“So, they killed him.”

“Yeah. That’s the consequence of working for the cartel. You cause them harm, you pay with your life.”

She goes silent, playing with my nipples absently, sending sensations to my groin. My cock swells and expands under her ass.

“Don’t be afraid, angel. Nobody’s going to harm you. They’d have to get through me first.”

“I know.” She smiles, her eyes emotional and holds my hand, kissing my palm. “What will happen to the Templetons now?”

“They will pay for their crimes. I’ll make sure of it.”

“I don’t want you to buy that hospital anymore.”

“I know, baby. Had I known it will cause us all this trouble…” I shake my head. Then I smile. “But it got us married fast, so…” I shrug.

She grins. “Yeah. There’s that. You can achieve your dream in another way. Why not buy a school? You can give free education to the most deserving less-fortunates.”

“What a marvelous idea. Will you head the foundation?”

“I don’t...you think I can handle it?”

“I don’t only think it. I know it.”

Her smile is radiant. “I’ll do my very best. I’ll make you proud, Dave.”

I frame her face with my palms. “You do make me proud, my Queen, in more ways than you’ll ever realize.”

“I love you,” she utters softly.

I kiss her lips, positioning her on my lap, groping her under her robe. I groan when I find she’s not wearing panties. I play with her pussy. So soft and smooth and always juicy.

I free my cock from my pajamas and seek her entrance. She moans, gliding her hips, her cunt wet and ready. I slowly penetrate her.

“I love you, too,” I utter as her tightness swallows my hardness.

It’s easier now as her pussy has been well broken into. I’ve been fucking her every chance I got which was every day and it’s only getting better and better as she gets more confident every time.

“Oh Dave…” she breathes, her eyes glossing over in arousal.

She braces her hands on my shoulders and starts riding me.

I part her robe so I can see her big tits bouncing as she bounces up and down my pole.

Jesus…so fucking beautiful. Her areolas are shiny, her nipples hard. Down below, my shaft is trapped within her pretty, pink box, wet with her cream. It’s the best view in the world. I’ll never get tired watching us.

I grip her hips and aid her movements, faster, deeper, jacking her up harder.

“Give me your tits.”

She cups her breasts and rubs her nipples against my mouth. I growl and suck them voraciously.

She writhes above me, her sheath clenching harder around my hardness. “Daddy…please, don’t stop…it’s so yummy.”

My balls tighten painfully. She can fast track my ejaculation when she starts talking like that.

I stand up and reverse our position.

I put her legs over my shoulders, lift her ass and fuck her deeper, my fingers rubbing her clit.

I savage her cunt, giving her every thick inch of me. “Take me, baby doll. Take my big cock. Take Daddy’s cum.”

Her eyes roll up in their sockets as she stiffens, her back arching, coming hard.

Seeing the extreme pleasure on her face detonates my orgasm.

Shuddering in ecstasy, I fill her with my warm seed, hoping I’m planting a son or a daughter in her fertile womb.