The Enemy

Chapter Twelve

~Matteo~

I'm not sure what made me bring her here. I want to talk to her about what she did, rather what she had to do. I have questions of my own but I'm going to tell her why I was the way that I was first, in hopes of her choosing to open up about her knowledge of extensive first aid. She was oddly calm throughout the entire thing and I was half expecting her to call the police. I would have been pissed off had she done that but it's what's expected. Instead she took matters into her own hands and she did a good job if I do say so myself. Nevertheless I have some unfinished business to take care of with the family doctor. He was supposed to be there when I got there but instead I was left to damn near bleed out, for that im going to have to kill him. Had it not been for Samora I'm sure I would be dead and it's that fact alone that I'm even being so nice to her.

It was those fucking Russians. Jamil is a fucktart. He has no fucking respect nor honor. It's all about money and pussy with him never mind the people he sends to be killed in order for that to happen. I left him to his devices to look for whatever the fuck he was looking for and yes that was a huge mistake on my part but I'm an honorable man. I'll give a motherfucker the rope that's needed to hang himself only for me to be the one that kicks the fucking chair from under his feet. And that's exactly what the fuck happened with Jamil. He claimed he was looking for something important so I gave him his space to look for it but when he started looking in places that wasn't of any concern of his he had to be cut down.

I don't take killing another boss lightly. That starts wars that I really don't have time for. But he is the exception. This isn't a war I started but it damn well will be the one I end. I'm getting sick of the back and forth with those dishonorable pigs. If it's one thing I know it's that there is enough money for everyone but I refuse to share with motherfuckers who are going to get greedy and try to undermine me. So no I can not work with them and no I will not waste another four years going to war with them. I don't know about him but I care for my family, deeply. And I will not have anyone else dying just becaue there isn't enough room at the table. I did what I do best and cut the fucking head off. Jamil had to go. I brokered another treaty and sent them back to Russia. They can't even do business in the US anymore. I will not have what I'm building tainted by greed and dishonor.

However Samora doesn't need to know all of that. I'll simply tell her there was a shoot out in one of my bars. I won't offer any other explanation than that. She's a beautiful girl and an even better fuck than I thought she would be but that doesn't mean I have to go about explaining myself to her. She didn't have to save my life she could have done what was expected of her and called an ambulance.

If she's anything she unexplainable and definitely unexpected

I don't know how I feel about her doing what she did. On one hand I'm intrigued and surprised but on the other hand it doesn't feel right. She's a god damn bartender why in the hell does she know anything about cautarization much less how to do it. Do not even get me started on that fucking bag of hers. Then there's her taking the bullet out of my shoulder? What the fuck was that? I have a lot questions and i intend on getting answers. I figured I'll let her get some sleep first she looked like shit. She definitely needed some rest.

I couldn't help myself though, I had to fuck her. She just look so fucking good and innocent and sometimes I feel the need to corrupt her. The way she responds to me everytime I touch her is a huge turn on. When I bought her here it was for her to get comfortable so that she could open up to me. She has this thing where she has to overthink everything I say to her and I figured if I did a better job at making her feel comfortable she wouldn't over think too much and she'd just answer whatever questions I had for her. But fuck me. When she came out the bathroom with her hair still wet and the towel wrapped around her body it made my dick twitch. I had to feel her.