The Councils: Dead and Famous

First Meeting

"Baby, you ready?" Lola asked from the bathroom while I was fixing my hair. "I'm finishing up my-" I started until I saw her coming out the bathroom. She leaned against the doorframe while putting on her heels.

I turned around and closed my mouth before I began drooling. "Damn, Lola," I mumbled under my breath. She looked up and gave me her beautiful smile, making me huff and turn back around. "Go back in the bathroom, woman," I grumbled under my breath.

"Why?" She pouted. She quickly made her way next to me and turned her head towards me. "Look at you!" I exclaimed while moving her in front of me. "Look at how beautiful you are," I whispered in her ear.

She started to blush, making me smile and kiss her shoulder. I reached over her and ran my thumb over my name on her body. Goosebumps formed on her skin before she leaned more on me. "Come on before I fuck you on this dresser," she rushed while moving from me.

When she turned around, I gave her ass a small tap then left out the room before I really tempt her to fulfil those desires. "A glass of wine, please," I hummed while heading to the kitchen and pulled out food to make before we leave.

"Council? Would you like for me to make food for you? I am the chef," a sweet young girl said while grabbing the eggs from me. "Alright then. Can you get me a glass of blood before you start?" I asked, earning a quick head nod.

"Make that two, darling," Lola suddenly voiced while entering the room. I immediately blushed and stared at her. "Take a seat," I stumbled while holding my hand out for her to take. "Thank you," she giggled.

When she sat next to me, I continued to stare at her and wonder how I actually pulled her. "You're staring," she whispered while staring at me too. "Uh huh," I trailed off while leaning in close to her.

"Councils?" The chef called while placing two glasses in front of us. "Thank you," I mumbled then took a sip. I checked my watch and almost choked. "Uh, what's your name?" I asked her as she was heading back to the stove.

"Jayla, Council," she answered. "Can you wrap up the breakfast for us? We have to get going, baby," I hummed.

Lola checked her watch and immediately stood up. "Yeah, or our people won't have this blood to feed. Let's go," she rushed, grabbing my hand and pulled me out of our mansion.

Our car was already waiting for us, allowing us to happily get in the car.

. . .

"Morning, ladies," I hear Mr. Pix greet. He grabbed my hand then kissed it, then grabbed Lola's and kissed hers also. We both took a seat and waited for him to show us the contract. "Alright, let's get started," he chuckled.

He pulled out his manilla folder and placed it on the table. "Coffee, please," he said to the waitress. I read the paper while it was upside down then frowned at the fine print. "Alright, this contract-" he started, but I placed my finger right on the fine print that says that we will owe quarter of a million if we miss a payment.

Lola grabbed the paper and quickly read everything. "Alright, I would sign it, but I'm not owing you a quarter of a million if I miss a payment," she told him while handing him the contract back. "Listen, I know you need a lot of transfusions from the amount of blood the hospital used to take," he sigh while folding his arms.

Me and Lola shared a look before grabbing our things. "Don't we have another meeting with someone else that's willing to sell us blood for our patients?" Lola asked while looking at me. "We do," I hummed, standing up and held my hand out.

We were both about to leave, making him quickly stand up and come around the table. "Alright, I have another contract," he rushed. "Let's cut the bull shit, alright?" I snapped, making Lola look at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Who's the certified doctor here?" He joked while motioning for us to take a seat. "Mr. Pix, with all the little respect I have for you, do not disrespect my wife ever again," Lola warned with a threatening smile.

He cleared his throat then looked at her hand. "Wife?" He asked, making me smile and softly grip her thigh under the table. "Yes, wife. Now give us the contract so we can sign it and be on our way. And for causing all of this trouble, I would like for the blood to be at my blood bank today," she demanded while grabbing the right contract and read over it.

"I can't have it today," he frowned as I watch her neatly sign her name. "You will find a way to have the blood at the bank today," I softly demanded while looking him in his eyes. "I will have the blood at the bank today," he repeated while staring at me.

I blinked and gave him a smile. "Perfect, nice doing business with you," I smiled as Lola took a picture of the contract. Lola placed a ten-dollar bill on the table while standing up. "For your coffee. Ready, love?" She asked, placing a kiss on the ring on my finger.

"Always," I mumbled then leaned in and pecked her lips.

When we got back in the car, Lola immediately let it be known that I have a temper. "You know you do, baby. Just admit it," she whispered in my ear. "I'ma let it out on your ass if you keep on," I warned with a soft laugh.

"You know I want that," she hummed all in my ear. "You want to do some shopping?" I coughed, crossing my legs tightly. "I would love too," she hummed while forcefully uncrossing my legs.

All I could do was stare at her as she placed her hand on the seat between my legs. I was becoming so flustered and hot that I had to close my eyes and lean my head back. "Don't worry, I will fulfil all of those desires that you're thinking about," she whispered against my neck.

I wrapped my hand around her throat and leaned close to her. "I would have no problem fucking you in this car, Lola. Do not test me," I grunted against her lips.

She literally shivered and tried to lean in to kiss me. "That don't sound bad," she whispered. I let out a laugh and let her go.

"You. Are. A. Freak."