Lalo Slamanca x Female OC
Don Eladio never wanted a daughter, but as Maria Vuente grew up his assumptions, that women were weak and fragile cratures incapable of the cunning cruelty the cartel needed, dissipated before him as he witnessed his young...
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"Shhh" Maria whispered
Lalo's eyes shot open like he had been pretending to sleep. Maria knew he had not been though. She stood over him, watching him breath for about 5 minutes before she uttered a word. He opened his eyes to Maria weilding a knife and covering his mouth. She straddled him to get more control of the situation.
"Where is it?" She demanded in a whisper.
"Hsmmfsmm" Lalo replied with her hand still firmly covering his mouth.
Maria rolled her eyes and removed her hand. "What?" She asked.
"I said your hand is covering my mouth." Lalo dryly replied like he thought this was funny.
She held the knife closer to his neck every second he didn't answer. She could feel him get hard under her. Was he enjoying this? She had to start cutting into his skin for him to finally respond. "Okay! Okay!" Lalo exclaimed. "I assume you're asking about your gun?"
"Yes unless there is something else you've stolen from me?" Maria snarkily replied.
"I have many guns Mari, maybe one of them is yours. How would I know?"
Shewas taken aback by him referring to her as "Mari", her Abeulita was the only one who ever called her that. She liked the way it sounded coming out of his mouth. She continued,
"Hm, maybe you'll know which one is mine because it's the one you stole from me earlier?" She explained.
"Good point." Lalo remarked, once again putting on that signature smile. "Bottom drawer."
He motioned his head in the direction of the dresser in the corner of the room. She climbed off him and went to open the drawer. She found what looked to be the gun version of someone's junk drawer. How could a person possibly need this many? The Salamancas were only staying with the Don for a few weeks. What were they planning? She found hers sitting neatly on the very top and returned it to its place on her thigh.
"Why did you take this?" Maria questioned.
Lalo, now sitting up in bed, slightly bleeding from his neck, smiled one more time and answered, "I dunno maybe I wanted you to come visit me in the middle of the night and hold a knife to my neck."
Yeah maybe you did seeing how "excited" you were a minute ago, Maria thought to herself. But she just rolled her eyes and left.
She couldn't help but toss and turn all night thinking about this strange man. Why would he do this just to give it back to her immediately? There was something about him that drew her in. He had a certain darkness to him she felt a kin to. But what was this all about? Fine if he wants to fuck with me I'll fuck with him, Maria thought. If he was caught off guard by the pool earlier then he's in for it. Maria loved revenge in all its forms, whether that be violence or just phycological.
