Too Bad, So Sad.

chapter eleven: example

Salem sat beside me in the car, her hand holding mine. “The reason why examples are important is because fear is instrumental  in this business and respect walks alongside fear. If you don’t show that you mean your word you’re fucked. Examples are warnings.” Salem said, pausing to check my reaction–I had an encouraging smile plastered on my face. She frowned, shyly caressing my hand. “Fuck, I adore you so much. Okay, look, I know this is a stupid question and that you’ve reassured me several times but I have to ask, are you afraid of me and what I’m about to do? I’m going to kill someone in front of you. It won’t just be blood on my clothes anymore you’ll see everything. And before you say anything I know you’re eager to see what I do. It's just your smile is so pretty that I’m afraid you’ll lose it when you see all of me.”

“You’re right this is a stupid question. Salem, I told you I can’t be afraid of a woman who buys me underwear in case I need it. I’m not scared. I’m here to protect you. I won’t lose my smile, this smile is specifically for you, it’s light and full of adoration. You’re right I’m eager to see what you do so tell me more and why this is a part of your work.” I said, tightening my grip on her hand. I heard a faint giggle and saw her eyes brighten up.

“Okay, thank you for reassuring me.” She grins widely, pecking my lips for a split second disorienting me slightly. Before I could say something she continued her explanation: “The reasons vary depending on the situation and these warnings are the reasons why so many stiffs join the pile. I do not value human life when they do not serve their purpose.  I remind people of how easy I can get rid of them and how unimportant they truly are, I turn them into examples. I send their body parts to their partners, and family and friends if they even have those relationships still. I ensure that people know who they are dealing with and why they should look over their shoulders. Today we’re getting information on Malcolm and punishing the man who withheld his location.”

“Okay, thank you for explaining everything. But I do have one question.” 

“Yes darling, what is it?”

“What importance does Malcolm have?” I asked.

“He’s Eden’s world, my father’s disappointment, and Denver’s perfect victim. He needs to keep fulfilling his roles under my watchful eyes.” Salem replied.

“Our watchful eye.” I assert.

Salem laughs, “Forgive me darling for my mistake.”

“I’ll think about it.” I half-heartedly say.

“You won’t have time to think about it darling.” She whispered, “One touch from me and I’ll be forgiven, if I kiss your jaw you’ll plead for more, accepting my apology. Should we find out if I’m right?”

“Is that your way of asking for consent?” I huskily asked.

Salem’s pupils dilated, her lips curving into a smirk. “Do you want me Honey Soojin Sie?” My full name sounded so sinful coming off her sweet tongue. I want to drown in her sin. The situation was so familiar and different–I wanted her, I liked our closeness, her tone. I felt this compulsion to forget our job, to lose myself in her touch, her kisses, and encourage her to cross the line in this car not caring about the driver.

"Cross the line." I demanded moving my neck to the side for better access. "Do it. I want you."

"So needy. I like that about you darling." Salem rasped, "I want you as much as you want me." She took off her seat belt and plopped herself on my lap straddling me. "If you don't care then I won't." Her lips kissed my jaw, her kisses turned into bites, and her bites made my back arch. Her hands slipping under my shirt, the coldness of her touch, and her sucking on my neck turned me into a moaning mess. I heard a cough from the driver and I couldn't help but malfunction. I can't believe this is happening–I mean I can but fuck this feels way too good to be real. I'm in a car on my way to kill someone and instead of mentally preparing myself I'm making out with my girlfriend–I’m insane, bat shit insane but I can’t bring myself to care. The constant coughing from the driver muted as Salem’s hands cupped my breasts, I let out an embarrassing squeal, she giggled in response. My head flew back, my squeal transforming into breathy moans. I closed my eyes to fully drown in pleasure. She’s heavenly divine.