Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart

Untitled Part 88

~*Downtown Loft.*~

As the weekend was going to be a busy one. Just two nights ago, she spilled the news to her trusted crew, had a long detailed talk with Dane's secretary, and decided what she should do.

A warm cup of tea felt good. A second warm cup felt better. The chance to relax and not feel anxiety kicking. Christmas was around the corner and she hadn't time to pick anything up for anyone. Needing to get that done was immediate.

A relaxed sigh, she got confirmation her runners did their stock collections of blankets, sweaters, socks and other necessities for the Saints. There was enough food for dinner for them. And they got gifts for the kids around the city. Something nice for them. She had several churches, host dinners not necessarily on her behalf, more like Santa.

Ky will go out later and grab something for her family, and the two living with her. Carlos is getting out of the hospital later in the evening and will be by, along with the others. Ky just took this minute to relax. The sound of feet on the hardwood floors caught the Saints leader's ear.

"Good morning." Kyouki said to the approaching guest. The sudden lift to her feet was unexpected as lips met hers.

Gat held back the few days before droplets of water tickled her face. Hugging her close. "Morning beautiful." He said against her lips with a satisfied sigh.

"Hm." Ky hummed. "We need to talk."

"Uh-oh. Am I still in trouble?" Letting her slip from his embrace.

"Always. We need to talk about us."

"Heh." Johnny took a drink from his freshly poured cup. "What about us?"

Kyouki returned to her seated position at the low table, turned to see Gat leaning on the counter of the kitchen island. "I'll just come right out and say it. We cannot continue to have sex while I'm engaged."

Johnny's light brown eyes squinted at Kyouki, his brows furrowed as he stopped mid drink. "I said Dane can't have you."

"Un-huh. What makes you think I want him? I just have to marry to get rid of him. He already cheated on me."

"Then the hell you marrying him for? If you don't like the muthafucka, why bother?"

"Business."

"Nun-ya?"

"No, it's an actual business proposal. It didn't dawn on me right away. He asked, just as my uncle was about to end the current partnership. He had come to the dinner I was having with my uncle and had the most persuasive proposal."

"Serious?"

Kyouki nodded, handing her cup to Gat. "I wouldn't have to marry him and my uncle says I don't have to be bothered. It's just Dane is up to something. Spoke with his assistant. I saw plans. At least, I remember some pictures of Sunnyvale Gardens. Like... Tracey did the ones I remember. I think I was just feverish. Anyway, I am securing my property. I am reworking the completion of our prenuptial agreement."

"I still object. But you knew that shit. I will kill him."

"Now, now, we play nice. Besides, what if I end up owning more than half of Ultor? It's in the prenup."

Johnny raised an eyebrow while he sipped his tea.

~*The Mall.*~

Long day is almost over. Kyouki went to dress for shopping, picked up something for her young cousins first, Aisha and Johnny, then came back, having had the gifts wrapped and whisked away to the Huntersfield penthouse where the Christmas dinner will be held.