Chapter 4: Saying Goodbye to Ricco Chavez
As we were all sitting there eating lunch a phone ring breaks the silence again. “Sorry, I have to take this.” My father says as he puts down is sandwich, gets up from the table and leaves the room. “Must be the funeral director calling him back.” I notify everyone sitting at the table. We continued to eat while waiting for my father to come back into the dining room. Just as I finished eating my father came back into the room. “There will be a meeting after lunch. Can we use your office, Jonathan?” “Sure, no problem.” “I’m done so I will head there now.” I spoke. “I’ll go with you.” Rocco said. We both got up from our seats at the same time and walked out of the door heading to Jonathan’s office.
About fifteen minutes later everyone else comes walking into the office and after taking their seats my father begins to speak. “I just got off the phone with the director of the funeral home. Ricco’s body will be picked up tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock. So, after we are done here, I’ll be going to the hospital to collect the bullet that was in his heart. My son, men and I are already packed so we will be leaving once I am back.” “Ok, so the rest of us will be here packing. Liliana and Mariann should be here within the hour, my son and will leave then in our own jets.” “Thank you, John and Jonathan, for everything.” My father says then walks out of the room to go to the hospital.
I go to mine and Analina wing to grab my luggage, once I get there I go over to bed and lay there thinking of our time together. (I must get her back with me; I don’t feel complete without her. At least we have an idea of where she is so after Ricco’s funeral, we can plan the Rescue Analina Mission.) I get up from the bed and walk over to the closet doors which I placed my luggage in front of, I grab the handle and start pulling it out of the room. I picked it up to carry it down the stairs. Upon reaching the foyer, I set it down and gone ahead to the sitting room. I hoped that my solitude would be brief, as being alone prompts me to contemplate potential uncertainties.
Meanwhile in Tampa, Florida
Draven’s P.O.V.
I got her onto the dining table, and I tore off her panties and her top and started my pleasurable torture to her gorgeous body. I take two fingers on my right hand and insert it into her entrance; with my thumb I pushed down on her clit and moving it in a circling motion. I then take my left hand cupping her right breast. I squeeze it as I take my thumb and rub the tip of her nipple. I then take her left breast into my mouth and start sucking hard and licking her nipple. Lifting my head up I looked into her face and noticed that she had tears in her eyes. “You need to stop resisting me and accept your fate and destiny, I want to hear you moan, let me hear your sultry voice as I give you pleasure.” I say then I go back to sucking and licking her left breast. After hearing nothing from her I stop what I’m doing to slam my cock into her soaking wet pussy. I lift her legs up over my arms and taking both of my hands, I cup her breasts squeezing them, while I plunge in and out of her.
“You know it’s been days, and they haven’t bothered trying to find you, those men were just using you for sex, they don’t care about you my darling wife. Now moan for your husband because I’ll be with you until death do us part.” I say in a husky voice. About a minute later I finally moaned. “I see you finally accepted your fate and destiny of being my darling wife.” I said to her as she nodded with tears running down her face, which I kissed each tear away. She expresses submission by placing her arms around my neck. (Finally, she’s all mine.)
Back To Andros
We are on the jet on our way home. (I can’t help but think of my angel, a one with that dangerous man. What is he doing to her.) “Stop thinking of whatever you are thinking of son, you are just going to drive yourself nuts.” “How do you know what I’m thinking?” “Because I am thinking the same thing and I’m driving myself nuts.” “Oh, I just want her to come back to me to us.” “I know, me too.” For the rest of the flight, I will try to get some sleep because I know that once we land, we have planning of the funeral, he funeral itself, planning the mission and finally rescuing my angel. “Wake up son, come on let’s get off this jet.” I groggily blink awake and rub the sleep from my eyes. Standing up I follow my father off the jet and into the waiting car.
The car ride home was agonizing; I kept glancing out of the car window taking in the scenery. “We’ll have a meeting as soon as I get of the phone with the funeral director.” I nodded. It felt like the car ride took forever until we finally made our way home. Getting out of the car and going into the house I walked into my father’s office eager to start this meeting. The other men from my father’s cartel, John and Jonathan’s mafias made their way into the office and sat down. Twenty minutes later my father walks in with Santos, Zander, Santiago and Pablo. “Ok, let us begin this meeting. “I have a 11;30 AM appointment at the funeral home; my son’s and I will be attending.
When I get back, I’ll notify every one of the arrangements and then we can start the Rescue Analin mission. Any questions?” Everyone shook their heads. “Everyone here knows where their room is, right? If so, go ahead and get unpacked and we will go back in the dining room for dinner. You are dismissed.” With that being said we all left the office to go to our rooms and suites. I go to my suite in low spirits since I won’t be sharing my suite with my angel. I sluggishly unpack my luggage and go downstairs to have dinner with everyone.
Draven’s P.O.V.
After Analina and I finish our dinner, I have her go and take a shower while I make a few phone calls. I go out in the backyard and sitting on one of the wood benches I pull out my phone. I will call the doctor first. “Doctor Sander’s speaking. How can I help you?” “Doctor Sander’s, you may not know me, but I know that you work for my cousin Andre. I Will pay you triple of whatever he is paying for you to work for me instead.”