When the wind blows

Chapter 15: Plot Twist

Xhristian Xiao

The next day rolled around quicker than anyone would have liked it to. Getting up out of the King sized bed it felt like I weighed a ton. I swiped my hand through my hair getting the mess of curls from all over the place, then stood to my feet.

Going into the bathroom I came to a stop. In the mirror I could see that my face was puffy as per usual when I woke up in the mornings. Turning the faucet on I cupped my hands under the water and let it fill like a puddle, then splashed my face.

The water woke the rest of me awake and cooled my skin.

I was up as early as it was for a Important meeting. One that I really didn't want to attend, but to hold out connections in New York I had no choice. The mayor allowed our imports, exports, and all the above criminal activities. We had him elected and he made sure we didn't run into any legal crisis. All the while his head and anyone he's ever known is on the line at the thought of a double cross.

'Always ten steps ahead in any situation'

Exiting the bathroom I pick up my phone on the side of the bed. It was six on the dot, leaving me an hour to be at the mayor's office.

I threw the phone on the bed and left out. Aslan was to accompany me today, it was a must. I want and he wanted to see what she'd do under a little pressure or what she would do with me.

Going into the only room left in the suite, I turn the knob gently to not make much noise and pushed the door open with ease. There on the queen sized bed laid all three girls. They cuddled close together like they hadn't seen each other in decades.

That makes me feel a little more guilty then I'd liked.

I wasn't supposed to feel guilty, I killed people for a living. I tortured for the adrenaline. I created fear with every step I took. Why was it that she made me feel something I never felt? I would have never brought a women with me, nor would have lettin' her get as close. Ninety-Eight percent of the time they'd end up dead, why wasn't she?

I walked over to the bed and stood at the side, hearing all of their snores sounded like a wild bear in a cage. Reaching over in the middle I tap her on her shoulder to try and wake her but it was to no vale. I tried again but with a more forceful shake and this time she stirred awake.

She groaned sleepily as she stretched out her limbs, then relaxed with a moan-like sigh. Her goddess of a body on full display to my eyes, the girl named Ti had snatched it away from them all. With her turned to the side you I could see just how defined her curves were.

I cleared my throat to stop from getting a little excited and tried to stare at her face instead which wasn't hard to say the least.

"What?" She quietly whined.

"Get up we've gotta get ready." I whispered to her.

"For what? I don't wanna." Her bratty behavior had me grumble in frustration, but seemed to inflame the voice in my head.

'Tame her'

With a sigh I listened to that voice. The urge to tame his little vixen could be felt running through me like adrenaline. He was out.

"Aslan get the hell up." Voice deep and devilish. The growl released from my lips made her jump a little.

I scared her often but would she run