Hermosa Asesina

nineteen

"Hello, Nathaniel!" Santiago's voice boasted. "Why are you at my house?"

I could hear his smile through his words. I was convinced luck had gone against me in every shape and form. I mean, besides that, Santiago had just eaten me out on a kitchen counter.

His tongue was magical; it was nothing like what I had experienced with Nathaniel. Sure, he was able to get me to come, but not like that.

"I was picking something up for Tatum. Maddie wasn't replying to my messages, but he said it was urgent, so I welcomed myself in." Nathaniel huffed. "Do you know where she is? I wanna tell her I was in the room." The whole time he talked, I had been shimming the dress back onto my body.

"She left after getting me stitched back up. She was worn out, so I doubt she'll be up if you go there now." He huffed. I crawled to the corner of the counter to take a peak of what was happening. Santiago was leaning against the counter while Nathaniel leaned on the entrance frame.

Nathaniel looked like he was about to move before stopping himself abruptly.

"You know she won't go after someone like you, right?" Nathaniel said. My eyebrows came together in confusion as to why he was telling Santiago that. "Maddie is the most beautiful, intelligent, and thoughtful person I know. She wouldn't go after you, not with her brother on the line. You're going in an endless cycle of failure trying to even get her to acknowledge your presence." 

I didn't know what the fuck Nathaniel was going on about, but whatever he was saying was making Santiago pissed. Really. Fucking. Pissed.

"Listen here, gringo," Santiago stood, slowly walking towards Nathaniel. "For all you know, I could have fucked her already. I could have touched her in the same places you have, and made her feel one-hundred times better than anything you, and your one-inch dick could have done. And the funniest part about that, you'll never know if I did. You're going to go to sleep tonight, wondering what she sounded like squirming on my dick." He got in Nathaniel's face, looking down at him. "What she looked like choking on my dick, something I'm one-hundred percent sure she didn't do for you. You'll have dreams about everything I'm saying. While I'll get to actually experience it. I hope you enjoyed your time with her, because I sure as fuck am." The room got eerily quiet. I could feel the rage from both men and everything in me wanted to separate them.

"Get the fuck out of my house, Nathaniel. Before I call her over, and make you watch us fuck." His back was facing me but I could see Nathaniel's face. He was red, and seething. He pushed past Santiago and the door shut in a matter of seconds. I got up readjusting the dress.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I hissed at him. He faced me and gave a confused look.

"What are you-"

"I understood the shit that he said was fucked up but Nathaniel is still my friend. When I broke up with him I told him I wasn't read for anything, and now you have him second guessing shit that practically never happened!"

"I wouldn't call what we did on the counter, 'none existent'. " He huffed. "It's not my fault that your ex is self-conscious enough to go up to his boss and try to scare me away from you. I will give him credit though, if you weren't here I would have knocked his fucking head off." I scoffed before grabbing my underwear, phone and bra and rushing towards the door. As I was about to grab the door knob, I turned to him.

"Tell Marcello to start the car, he's the one that brought me here."

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I arrived home after a very silent car ride with Marcello. The door was unlocked and Tatum was passed out, clearly having finished studying. My legs led me to my room and I immediately landed on the bed, not bothering changing my outfit or taking off my dress.  

Nathaniel's action's confused me. I was aware he was still in love with me, but it wasn't like him to threaten someone like that. Especially to threaten someone and be wrong.

To say that Santiago's tongue wasn't amazing would be a lie. His tongue on my clit felt like getting your first drop of water after being stuck in the Sahara desert for a week. But, his cockiness afterwards gave me weird feeling.

I huffed as I laid my head in my pillow, enjoying the softness while it sank in. My brain was at rest for a mere three seconds before the annoying ring of my phone vibrated through my body. I groaned loudly before picking the phone up and looking at the Caller ID.

Unknown Number.

It had a LA area code, so it wasn't a miscall from somewhere in a different time zone. I swiped right, answering the call.

"Hello?" I whispered.

No reply.

"Hellooo?" I repeated. There was silence at the line before a voice replied back.

"Hello, my little third eye." 

Fuck.

I knew that nickname.

I knew that voice.

I knew who called.

"Kaden?" 

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SANTIAGO

"Cuando velva a ver esa pequena mierda, lo juro-" I boasted through the living room. "Who the fuck, does he think he is talking to me like that, in my house?"

"Santiago, let's take this back a moment. What the fuck did I tell you about fucking her? Her brothers fucking insane he'll kill you!" Marcello yelled at me. I didn't give a fuck about that. What I was more worried about was what I was going to do Nathaniel.

"I could give less of a fuck about Kaden. She say's she hasn't talked to him, so how the fuck would he know that she's with us. And plus, shown by the events of today there is always people trying to kill me."

"Santiago, no estas escuchando, Kaden is a fucking maniac. He won't just go after you, he'll go after all of us. You, me, Marie, your mom and dad, everyone. The only reason we want her is so that we can use her as a bargaining chip when shit hits the fan with the Saints. The shit with her being a sniper is just a fucking bonus. Kaden wont want her if he knows you've been touching her." Marcello remarked. I rolled my eyes and plopped down on the seat next to him.

"All I'm saying is," Marcello said. "That's her brother. Her blood. We both know who she would choose if given the options. I'd rather have you be pissed and have Nathaniel fucking her, then you be happy and fucking dead."