The Chains: Temptations

34 - Road Rage

NICO

The morning consisted with fucking Mara, again and again till her legs gave out and she could breathe. I had her in all types of positions.

Doggy, cowgirl and missionary. 

I fucked her until she couldn't take my cock any longer—till she passed out.

I finished inside her with no condom at each time.

What was she doing to me? Fucking siren shit. I never dared to fuck without a condom. That's not the craziest shit, it's the fact that I'm now going sound asleep after we fuck, without a fail.

At first I thought it was a coincidence but this girl is a distraction. A fine one in a matter of a fact.

Let's just say that I came out a very happy man this morning.

Mara went out shopping with my sisters as they promised the night before. With guards of course. Zina can normally go without out, she's not really a big target. People know not to mess with our family. However I am not taking any risks. Sokolov could be striking at any moment now.

It's been long since he's made a move. What's a great time then now? I should be getting calls if anything happens.

That's why we have eyes on him and his guys. Hands on the steering wheel, Doug in the passenger, I observe Sokolov in the car metres away from us.

My men are behind us for backup and another few are watching and waiting for him if this does go south. We watch behind Sokolov discreetly as possible, he won't notice us unless we make a move.

My plan is simple enough.

We drive him to his death which will be quite easy going because we're on a hill, so we can just tip him over and he'll be dead.

And no thanks to that blonde motherfucker, he didn't spill anything about a Sokolov.

According to Ciro and Schroeder, Sokolov is heading to his hideout. It's in the middle of nowhere. In an abandoned building.

We're on a highway on a cliff that's high enough for the plan to work out. Thankfully, there's no civilians which makes the stop easier.

No civilians equal no casualties.

"We're moving on this motherfucker." I drive the truck closer to Sokolov's piece of shit car that needed all the work it could get.

He doesn't notice us, because to him it looks like three large behind and in front of him are just doing their job.

My foot hammers the accelerator. The truck screeching as I press down on the brake once I've moved next to him, so does the other truck in front of him which is big enough for him not to escape.

With a smile on my face, I wait as the container that connected to my truck slams into Sokolov.

I take in his face. It's full of fear and distress.

My favourite.

The face that torments my Mara. That torment will end today. Mara will no longer have to worry about him.

When the container collides, it felt like a giant asteroid flying into earth's atmosphere causing a big boom. Though I don't flinch from the screeching.

I look over behind me to the beauty of a view. "We got him." I hear Doug's neutral tone. But I'm busy admiring Sokolov's car flipping over the railing.

I manoeuvre us closer to Sokolov, as his vehicle sinks down below onto the dirt, catching on blazing waves of fire.