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  "Tess, I say fuck the contracts, you see the T.V. monitors on the walls, you have people in that lounge that's worth over 80 million. Shit that prince that came here is worth 4 billion. I say we take a billion or two from him and disappear." Layla said while staring at the monitors, at a blonde hair young man who was very confident to the point some would call him cocky.

  Prince Andrew was born rich and will inherit another 20 billion for his twenty-fifth birthday. He had power to go and say and do anything he liked to people. It's what made him a huge asshole and a prick. His money afforded him the best body guards in Europe, military trained that stood by his side at all times. The Prince's one weakness was women, young sexy women of all colors and race to crave his sexual hunger. He was a sex addict, no matter how much sex he had he was always horny and hard even after he released a good nut. He would want more sex until his body and penis was sore. Tess and her team knew everything about him and every other millionaire in the lounge. It was there job to know who was who and there weaknesses.

  "We can't do that job right now Layla. As soon as we rob one of those millionaires that aren't connected to the criminal underworld, we will be even hotter than we are now. We will keep the plan in mind, if shit ever hit the fan, but for now let's put our focus on the next contract." Tess responded and pulls their next target up on the Mac Book Laptop.

  Unknown to her team, Iris sat in a rundown hotel room smoking a blunt of haze weed while crying. She was only wearing knee high fishnet socks with a strap that came up to the matching blue thong she had on. She sat on the dusty bed with her thick smooth legs crossed. Taking deep pulls of the blunt in her hand while looking at her iPad2 that was sitting up on a portable and on the small round table. She stared at the brown skin man on the screen who was talking to her via face time.

  "No one loves me, not even Tess. She can't even really say it to me and mean it because she's so stuck on Bless, who is fucking dead. I loved Bless with all my heart, but he couldn't love me either and jeopardized what I was trying to build with Tess." Iris said as she cried hysterically as tears flows down her cheeks.

  "Don't cry baby, I love you." The brown skin man said on the iPad2 screen.

  "You're just saying that, you don't mean it!" Iris said while wiping her tears away and tries to relight the blunt in her hand that got damp from her tears.

  "No I'm not just saying it, my beautiful Mami. I see your hurt and pain and know just what you need. I know how to fix you and make you whole. When I look at you I see a woman who never really had love of her own and deserves to be loved and yearn to be loved. That will be my job, to love you." The man said looking deeply at her through the screen.

  "You say all the right things, you always have. I just don't know if I can trust or believe you." Iris replied.

  The brown skinned man grinned.

  "It's you I should be worrying about trusting."

  As soon as the words left his mouth Iris heard her room door making a squeaking sound as it open. She pulls out a Mac 10 machine gun from under the pillow and held it with both hands and aims at the door. As it open fully and the brown skin man that was just talking to her on the iPad2 stood in the doorway. Dressed in all white, silk short sleeve suit with matching white gator shoes.

  "See I told you, it's you I should be more worried about." He said as he shuts the door and Iris puts the gun down and licks her lips seductively.

  She stood up and walks towards him. She rips open his shirt aggressively while kissing him then hops up into his arms. He carries her to the queen size bed and lay down, while she unbuttons his belt and slacks, pulling them down.

  "Mmmm" She moans as he rips off her blue bra and takes her beautiful size 'C' breast into his mouth, sucking her nipples, letting his tongue flick up and down on it, while he made loud moaning sounds.

  He rips off her blue thong and pushes his hard dick into her wet soaking pussy.

  "I love you." He groaned as he strokes in and out of her.

  She wraps her thick smooth legs around his waist as tears of joy ran down her cheeks.

  "I think you're so sick in the head, mentally twisted and fucked up but I like it." The man said while grinding deep inside her.

  "Mmmm yes, fuck me hard! Tell me you love me!" Iris screamed as her nails dug into his back.

  "I love you Iris, now tell me where your friends are." He groaned while pinning her legs to her breast, to get a deeper penetration, giving her long deep slow strokes.

  He speeded up, fucking her like a jack rabbit.

  "Ohhhh! Oowee! Mmmm! Yes right there hit that spot, don't stop!" She screamed as his dick teases and pleases her at the same time, hitting her spots.

  She grips the sheets and stares into his eyes as he pounds away.

  "I fucking love you." He grunted.

  "Ohhhh shittt! Oh God!" Iris moaned as she climaxes all over his dick.

  "Now tell me where your friends are."

  Iris smirks while he continues to pump away.

  "They're not my friends. Layla stay to herself and think she's Tess' daughter, Vanessa is only loyal to Tess and cries over her dead sister and Tess is holding onto the memory of a dead man and only loving her daughter and my child because she has Bless' D.N.A. in her. That leaves no one to love me and give me all the attention I need. I would've told you, where they were without you making me cum." Iris said while breathing hard and moaning as he long dick her nice and slow.

  "But it won't do you any good. All your men and yourself will just end up dead by trying to get to them at one of Tess' secret safe houses. She always has way too many weapons and escape routes that she doesn't even tell me about. Your best bet is to wait until she's in between homes or doing a contract, or just traveling somewhere. Never attack them at their home, but if you must know where there at, there's a lounge in Florence called Le Poeme. Now wire my money to my account. Love or not my informant cost, it's only my pussy I let you have for free." Iris said with a smirk on her face. 'And to come to think about it, my pussy is priceless and will leave you bankrupt."

  The man slides out of her and pulls out his iPhone from his slack pants on the floor. He dials a number and the person on the other line picks up on the first ring. The brown skinned man spoke in Spanish, telling his men where Tess and her team were then hangs up and went online to his bank account on his iPhone and transferred money into Iris' account.

  "Thank you sweetie but now I must go." He said in a thick Spanish accent.

  "Oh, no you don't, not until you make me cum once more." Iris said as her hands roam her body.

  'They say the devil comes in many forms." The man said and grins knowing he couldn't resist.

  Iris' skin seemed to glow and her bright green cat like eyes were a turn on, her body looked as if she lives in the gym. She was far from skinny, with thighs firm and an ass you will only see on a stripper, but her stomach was flat with four pack abs. He walks to her and got on his knees as she inches her way to the edge of the bed. She spreads her legs wide open. She felt his tongue slowly traveling around her pussy lips, then gasps for air as he took her clit into his mouth.

  "Mmmm, ohhh!" Iris moans as she grabs the back of his head and forces his face into her wet box, where he works his skills, licking and sucking greedily away, tasting every inch of her.

  Take A Breath

  Chapter 7

  After playing with her daughter Ayoyna and Isis, Tess read them the story of Good Night Moon, putting them fast to sleep. She hopped in the shower with her mind racing, full of all kind of thoughts. As she steps out the hot shower with stream rising off her body she stares at the black studded Christian Dior dress with the matching high heels and for the accessories, she had a diamond choke collar chain, worth $200,000 and a tennis bracelet. She sighed while putting the jewelry on. The whole set took her back to the day Bless had given it to her; it was on their fourth anniversary. She put the jewelry on and slides into the dress that fits her body like a tight glove, showing off her voluptuous curve
s and ass that made women and men go wild. The dress tied around her neck, leaving a slit open in the back all the way down to the arch of her lower back where you could see the tattoo of Bless' name. She combs out her wrapped hair, letting it flow down her back then lifts one of her legs, resting it on to the bed and ties a strap to a holster on her thigh, with a 32. automatic handgun with a small silencer on it. On her next thigh was a small pearl handle 45. She then works her way into her high heels shoes and walk out the master bedroom.

  In the living room next to the elevator door, Layla had on a jade green Versace dress that compliments her light skin complexion. Her chunky eyes look like they belonged to a beautiful Korean woman. Her long hair was usually in a ponytail, but was now in a neatly wrapped bun.

  Vanessa stood next to her, her short hair fell just below her earlobes, it was neatly straightened. The brown Prada dress was the same tone of her skin complexion, giving the illusion that she was naked at first glance.

  "It's good to see my girls all dressed up, it's been so long since we had a girl's night out, just to relax, no training or a contract to worry about." Tess said with a smile on her face.

  "Shit a girl's night out! I don't know about you two, but I'm trying to get some. I'm horny as hell and backed the fuck up, so don't be mad when y'all see me slide off with a cutie." Vanessa said and smirks.

  "Well I would feel better if I were training instead, shooting at something." Layla said with her arms folded.

  "I bet you would, I still haven't figured your butt out, the only man I ever really seen you truly like was Damou, so I be wondering if you're a freak like Tess and Iris' ass and like pussy, if so don't be looking over at me." Vanessa said in a joking manner.

  "Anyway let's not go there, and who's going to watch the monitors. I think I should stay up here and do it." Layla responded.

  "No, we're good girl, Ms. Linda is in the office and will be looking at all the monitors until she falls asleep, and she has been with us long enough to know what to look for." Tess replied.

  "Shit Iris should be doing her job, she's never around." Vanessa said as they got on the private elevator and all three of them check the small black two-way receiver in their ears.

  "Everybody stay in touch even if you're about to get some, we all can't be like Iris' ass, and Vanessa you know her freaky butt will pop up soon." Tess said as she straightens her dress.

  As the elevator stops on the second floor, the elevator doors opens up and a handsome young German waiter in his twenties stood there in a white buttoned up shirt with a black bow tie on and white gloves on his hands. He kisses all three of their hands and leads them through the crowd of people. The whole second floor of the Le Poeme lounge was for higher up V.I.P.'s. Only for the elite and powerful would come mingle and flirt. There were tables and couches, everybody had their own area. You could see the stage that was on the first floor. A young lady was singing karaoke, a Whitney Houston song and doing her best to hit the high notes. Tess, Layla and Vanessa sat at their private table that had four buckets of ice with champagne in them. The waiter pop open the bottle of Moet Rose, and pour's some into their glasses.

  "Thank you." They said simultaneously as the waiter walks away, after bowing his head.

  Tess and her girls sip on the champagne and talk while looking at all the different groups of people. They talk about who was who in the lounge.

  Layla's mind wanders back to what Vanessa had said before they got in the elevator, about her sexual preference and how the last man she really let touch her, and had feelings for was Damou. She smiled as she felt the moisture between her legs. Just the thought of him made her wet. Damou was the same age as her and got attached to Bless at the age of 13, just like she became a part of Tess' life. Tess and Bless empowered the main people running the show pairing them up in two's to watch each other's back. It was Tess and Bless who ran the whole operation. Vanessa and Iris ran the Philly drug trade and workers. Ebony and Omar controlled the Flatbush and Canarsie area, until they were brutally murdered. Then there was Layla and Damou who controlled the most grimiest and dangerous parts of Brooklyn, Brownsville and Bedstuy. They worked hand to hand together and got into shoot outs and had each other's back. He even took a bullet for her during a bad drug deal. It was bound for them to fall in love, but unlike Tess and Bless or Ebony and Omar they chose to keep their love life a secret, in fear one of their many enemies would use it against them. Layla sighs as she longs for his touch and the taste of his chocolate skin and the feel of his lips. 'I'll find my way back to you baby.' She said in a whisper as she took another sip of her champagne.

  An hour later and working on the fourth bottle of champagne. Tess, Layla and Vanessa was giggling while telling jokes and sharing stories and had Ms. Linda cracking up in their ears. Every once in a while she would join the conversation, with the tiny two-way receiver in her ear, while looking at the seven monitors with the camera watching everything inside and outside of the lounge. Ms. Linda had on her favorite soap opera, The Young and the Restless, while knitting.

  "Ms. Linda, are you okay up there?" Tess asks while laughing at Vanessa's last joke.

  "Yes dear, I'm fine. I'm just knitting my eyes aren't tired yet, especially with Vanessa's sex stories. That girl is just horny all the time, oh my." Ms. Linda replied.

  "Shit we got to get it while we still can and speaking of getting it." Vanessa said as a young Caucasian man with blonde hair walks over to their table, with a waiter following behind him, who put down a bottle of Cristal Champagne on the table. The young Caucasian man's eyes locked onto Vanessa. Both their eyes were filled of lust and with a hunger that only a full night of passion could satisfy.

  "Hello ladies my name is Jole Vidoudez." He said and stuck out his hand and shakes Tess hand then Layla's.

  When he got to Vanessa, he gently took her hand into his and bends down and kisses it, with his eyes never leaving hers.

  "Ms. Linda." Tess said in a whisper that came in loud and clear through the tiny two-way receiver in her ear.

  "I'm already on it dear." Ms. Linda said as she puts her knitting needles down and leans closer to the desk in front of her and moves the mouse next to the keyboard to the Apple desktop computer.

  She zooms the camera in that was pointed at Tess' table and took five quick pictures of the young Caucasian man standing next to the table and runs his name and photo through a worldwide search online.

  Tess looks at him skeptical, because she knew most of the people in the lounge by face or name, it was a tight circle. The rich and powerful and elite only mingled with each other and were the only ones that attained her lounge, besides the beautiful model type gold digger women that were trying to make a come up in life by getting married to one of the rich and powerful or getting pregnant. And then there were some male eye candy, looking to get one of the older millionaire women in heat and in need of a boy toy. The fact she didn't know who Jole Vidoudez was raised concern.

  Ms. Linda already knew what Tess wanted her to do and smiled when all of Jole Vidoudez' information pops up.

  "Tess he is Jole Vidoudez, the youngest of his family and fifth generation billionaire to a wine company called Moscato. He just inherited his share of the fortune." Ms. Linda said into the tiny two-way receiver in her ear.

  "Thank you." Tess replied in a whisper and Vanessa smiles at hearing the information.

  "Thank you Mr. Vidoudez for the champagne." Tess said as she looks behind him and could see a heavy set, black man in a dark grey suit, standing a few feet away, trying to act nonchalant, as if he wasn't watching everything that was going on. Tess smirks, already knowing that he was Jole Vidoudez' body guard.

  "It's not a problem it's the least I can do to get the attention of such lovely ladies, especially you." Jole Vidoudez said while looking at Vanessa.

  "Thank you." Vanessa replied, giving him a flirtatious look while licking her lips seductively.

  "May I speak to you in private? I'd love to get to know you." Jole
said in a thick French accent.

  "Yes you may and I'd like to know you better." Vanessa replied flirtatiously, as she slides up from her chair and he took her hand.

  They calmly walk away while talking to each other.

  "Well there go's miss hot in the ass." Layla said while taking another sip of her champagne, causing Tess and Ms. Linda too bust out laughing.

  "Shut up." Vanessa whispered in a low tone, only they could hear in the two-way receiver and try not to pay them any mind.

  "Well, all of this drinking got me thinking way too much Tess. I'm about to head back upstairs to my room and take a hot bath to clear my head." Layla said.

  "You're thinking about Damou again, ain't you?" Tess responded.

  "Is it that easy to tell? I miss him Tess. You know I can't be like everybody else and just let anyone in my body, after being raped in all those foster homes. He's the only man I connected with and want to connect with that deeply." Layla replied.

  "I know exactly how you feel. I share the same love for Bless. I know all of you loved Bless, but I feel no one will truly love him as much as I do, or how deep our connection was, but you can relate. The only difference is Damou is alive and you will reunite with him someday, I'm sure of that. Once it's safe enough for him to come to us, and make his ass realize the world is so much bigger than Brooklyn and the tri-state area. For so long I only knew New York City, not knowing or caring about other countries. It's sad it took all that we're going through now to see how beautiful the world is. I wish every night that Bless was by my side to see it all." Tess responded and wipes the tears from her eyes as she realizes she was drunk and that had her ramping on at the mouth.