12. Chapter 12

Chapter twelve

Jun De

J un De listened as the minds behind the Jade Dragon Triad held a meeting to strategize over their attack plan of the Lords and Castiellos. He stood in the corner quietly as Da Han, Chen Yang, Stephen Yeoh, Tian Yu, Yufei, and Tai Soo-un gave their commands and input. On the speakerphone was Li Mujin, who was speaking at the moment.

"I don't have enough men with me to take on all the Lords in this state, Dad. Sure, I can handle the Orlando chapter, but once they call in reinforcements from the Tampa and Miami chapters, I'm fucked," Li said.

Da Han pursed his lips as he listened. He'd assumed he'd sent enough men to protect his son and gain them the Florida territory, but Li was down there in the thick of it. His perspective couldn't be ignored. "How many men do you need?"

"Shit, I found out the Miami chapter has over fifty members, over thirty for the Tampa chapter. The Orlando one has twenty-seven with four prospects now that the ex-DEA agent is with them. He's going to be a problem too, the asshole is a former Navy Seal," Li said.

"We might be able to have someone in the DEA who can make things difficult for him," Da Han said. "I'm sure he's already being watched now that he's a traitor and a criminal simply by association."

Chen nodded. "I'll get in contact with our man in the DEA."

Da Han gave a short nod of approval. "In the meantime, I'm sending in reinforcements from Beijing to you, Li."

"That's works," Li said.

"As for Rico Castiello and the president of the Lords in New York. They won't be a problem. Three of the head families there have been getting their asses kicked by them, with the remaining two families sitting it out. But not for long. I've been in contact with the Bartolli and Esposito families and they're willing to join forces with me to eliminate the Lords, Castiellos, and the other three families. When the smoke clears, running New York will be the JDT, Bartolli, and Esposito families," Da Han said, then stumped out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Why'd they work with you and not form a deal with the Castiellos?" Tian Yu asked.

Jun De was also curious because that seemed like the logical choice.

Da Han smirked at his brother. "Doubting my skills for negotiation, brother?"

Tian shook his head. "Of course not... but I remain cautious about their motivations. "

Jun De had learned a lot about the men of the Jade Dragon Triad and how each one fit in the hierarchy. He was a yakuza and was now a part of the triad to protect Da Han and Mèng Yáo , which meant he had to learn a lot quickly between the two cultures.

Da Han chuckled. "I understand. For one thing, they didn't appreciate how Rico Castiello came into their territory waving his big dick around, demanding that they accept his conditions or else. The five families had been running New York consistently for the past twenty-eight years—and peacefully—I might add. Rico came in like a bull in a China shop and stirred up shit in their state. I offered them a solution, but told them that they needed to help if they didn't want me to be a problem. They chose wisely."

Tian nodded. "I see. So, what's the plan for New York?"

"I'm glad you asked. I'm heading there with Stephen and Chen," Da Han said. "Once I claim my portion, I'm going to have Li take over that territory."

"But I thought Li was going to take over the Orlando territory?" Tian Yu asked.

"Don't worry about that," Da Han said.

Tian only sighed at that.

"How can we not worry, especially when we're sending men there to defend it?" Chen asked.

Da Han's expression grew hard because he didn't like having his orders challenged. "Do you remember the discussion we had not too long ago? The one about you knowing your place?"

Chen swallowed and bowed at the waist. "I apologize, sir. I meant no disrespect."

"But you did disrespect me," Da Han said, then rose from behind his desk to approach Chen. The room remained quiet as the two men talked. "Look at me."

Chen raised up and settled his gaze on his boss. When the blow came, he didn't stumble, but he did grunt from the pain of the impact. He straightened and looked at Da Han again, and braced himself for another blow. The second was stronger than the first, and split his lip. Again, he straightened.

"I hope we don't have to have this discussion again," Da Han said.

Chen bowed his head. "No, sir. I understand."

"Clean yourself up," Da Han ordered, then returned to his desk, adjusting his suit before sitting down.

Jun De watched as Chen took his handkerchief out and dabbed the blood away from his bottom lip. He then returned his gaze to Da Han and something about their boss made Jun De want to teach him a lesson. His cock grew to life in his pants and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm his libido down. Now was not the time to be sporting a hard-on.

"As I was saying, don't worry about the Florida territory, because at the end of this war, neither the Castiellos nor the Lords will be a problem for us," Da Han said.

"All I want to know is when can I kick the asses of the Lords," Yufei said. The blonde dye in his hair was growing out, leaving black roots.

"Now that the nasty business with our uncle is dealt with, have at it, brother. But now, don't play games like stealing their cuts. Take their lives," Da Han said.

"That's the only game I want to play," Yufei said with a wicked smile. He slapped the pec of his best friend and right hand, Tai Soo-un, and he nodded in return.

Da Han continued. "Tian, I'm leaving Chicago and Illinois to you. Once I'm done in New York, I will be returning to China."

"Are you leaving this house to me, too?" Tian Yu asked with a smirk. He really loved the house .

"It is a beauty. Of course. This mansion belongs to the triad," Da Han said. Jun De knew he'd only purchased the house to create a stronghold base in the city in preparation for the impending war. The place was a fortress and it'd be stupid for any enemy to try to take them on their own grounds.

As for leaving Chicago for New York and ultimately Beijing, he didn't have any opinion about it one way or the other. He went wherever his boss did. But if he did have a choice, he'd rather live in Italy where he grew up or Japan, where he lived for a spell to further his training.

"So, are we all on the same page?" Da Han asked.

The men nodded. "Yes," Li said over the phone.

"Good," Da Han said. "Take care, Li."

"I will, Dad," Li said, then hung up.

Da Han rose and left the office. Everyone followed with Jun De keeping a step behind his boss. He would have to pack his bags and it was a good thing he didn't have a lot of belongings having still been trying to settle in.

"Sir?" he asked.

"What?" Da Han asked as he led Jun De to his bedroom.

"What about your son and Chen? Their training?"

"My son will be coming with us."

"What about his schooling and dance classes, sir?"

"He was already going to school in New York. He'll be happy to be able to return to his lessons, he'll just have more security. You need to worry about yourself and getting your bags packed. We leave tomorrow," Da Han said.

Fuck! Tomorrow!? He didn't appreciate being the last to know, but he wondered if that was a test. One to see how fast and high he'd jump for his boss. "I'll pack now, sir," Jun De said, then turned to leave, but Da Han grabbed his arm.

"I'm not done with you yet," Da Han said, then entered his bedroom where his wife was sitting on the bed in red lacy lingerie. She'd been watching TV, a porno of a bisexual couple on the screen. "Come in."

Jun De stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He knew where this was going to go. "Would you like me to begin packing your bags for you, sir?" He knew damn well that wasn't what Da Han or his wife wanted from him. Not after all the flirting he'd experienced being turned up several notches since being jerked off by Da Han. If the man and his wife weren't boldly telling him what they wanted to do to him and his cock, they were grabbing and caressing the parts of him they wanted to claim.

Da Han turned and pushed Jun De's back against the door and stepped forward, pressing his lips against his for a kiss that was demanding. Jun De shoved Da Han off him, and his boss glared at him in shock. For one thing, he dared to deny him and for another, he'd physically pushed him back.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Da Han snapped.

"You think you can get whatever you want?" Jun De asked.

Da Han began to undo his tie. "What? You think you can deny me?" He pulled the tie free and tossed it.

Jun De scoffed. "And how do you think this will go?"

Da Han arched an eyebrow. "Did your balls just drop? Why are you talking to me informally?"

Jun De shrugged. "Are you going to slap me like you did Chen?"

Da Han snorted. "I might."

Jun De could see something in Da Han's heated gaze. Yes, there was anger there, but also desire, and that told him everything he needed to know about his boss.

Jun De stepped up closer to Da Han and smirked. "You want to fuck me, but it won't go how you think it will. What I'm going to do to you... there's no place for formalities."

Mèng Yáo had been watching the exchange from the bed, but seeing the shift in tone made her curious. She climbed off and approached Da Han, rubbing up against her husband, who was studying Jun De with a mixture of admiration and wonder. "Are you saying you won't bottom?" she asked.

Jun De looked at her. "I'll bottom, but not today." He turned to Da Han again. "And unless you plan on firing me if I don't fuck you, you're either going to take my cock or leave me be."

Da Han laughed then, throwing his head back as he did. "Oh my," he said, then sighed. "Who the fuck do you think you are? I don't bottom, and you don't make demands."

"Then you don't get to fuck me unless you plan on taking it. But then, didn't you say you're not that type of man?" Jun De asked.

"I have ways of getting what I want," Da Han stated.

Jun De tilted his head. "Threats? I wouldn't do that."

"Oh!" Mèng Yáo's hand clutched her invisible pearls. "This one thinks too much of himself."

"It's not that... exactly," Jun De admitted with some arrogance. "But I was sent here by your father, Mèng Yáo."

Mèng Yáo rolled her eyes, because she got the meaning behind his words. Her father wouldn't take kindly to her or her husband harming one of his people over something like sex.

Da Han charged forward, grabbed Jun De by his chin, and slammed him back against the door. Jun De grabbed his wrist and twisted it back, reversing their positions and slamming Da Han against the door. The triad boss grunted in surprise as his wife yelped.

Jun De moved in, but paused when a razor-sharp blade touched his throat.

"Hurt him and die," Mèng Yáo warned. "My father would understand." All allure vanished from her tone. When it came to her husband, she did not play around.

Jun De smiled and pressed his throat closer to the blade, he could feel the sting of the metal cutting into his flesh and the thin trickle of blood flowing from the wound. "You and your husband have seemed to bite off more than you both can chew."

"Meaning?" Da Han asked, his tone was calm, but just underneath the calmness was a tremble of desire. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been manhandled and never by one of his subordinates. Despite his current predicament, he was hard as granite.

Jun De pressed his erection against Da Han's ass, making his boss' breath hitch. He chuckled low. "I bet you've never been in this position."

"Let me go," Da Han ordered.

"No. In this bedroom, I'm in control," Jun De said. He reached around with his free hand and grabbed Da Han's erection. "Looks like you're enjoying this, boss."

Mèng Yáo cocked her eyebrow and looked at where Jun De's hand was massaging her husband's hard cock. It seemed that her man was enjoying what was happening. Still, she had to make sure. "Should I slit his throat, my love?"

"Not yet," Da Han said.

Jun De smiled, then leaned in close to Da Han's ear. "See, you could have just let me do my fucking job and protect you. But no, you wanted my gun and my cock, both come fully loaded."

He unzipped Da Han' s pants and slipped his hand inside to take hold of the hot, throbbing erection. He'd been dreaming about this moment, one part of him too excited to carry out his desires and the other too afraid to wonder what would happen if he tried. That was why he'd been avoiding it as much as possible. But Da Han being who he was wouldn't let it go.

"Ahhhhh," Da Han moaned in pleasure as Jun De began to stroke his aching cock, rubbing his thumb over his slick head.

Mèng Yáo lowered the knife from Jun De's neck and continued to watch as her husband was being dominated by another man... something she'd never witnessed before.

"Fuck, you're so hard, I bet I can make you cum just by putting the tip of my dick inside your tight, little hole," Jun De said.

Again, Da Han grunted and shook from the sensation and words.

"Damn, did you just release a shit ton of precum? It's so much, I thought you came... but not yet, right? You're not there yet." Jun De licked his ear, making Da Han tremble in anticipation.

Seeing that her husband wasn't alarmed... on the contrary, he was aroused and that was interesting to her as she'd never seen him in such a state. She placed her blade on the table in the room and walked back to the bed to enjoy the show.

Jun De released Da Han's cock and arm, then turned him around so that they were facing. He grabbed Da Han's chin and forced him to look at him. "When we fuck for the first time, I will make you my bitch. And when I let you fuck me, I will still make you my bitch. You want to dominate someone, that's what your wife is for. My cock and ass are a reward I'll give to you when and if I want to. You don't demand it, but you can beg for it."

Da Han's expression was one of pure amazement. "Who the fuc— "

Jun De kissed Da Han, shoving his tongue into the man's mouth, claiming him as he had been wanting to do. He reached down, taking both of Da Han's firm ass cheeks into his hands and began to walk backward toward the bed, bringing Da Han with him along the way. He turned, then pushed Da Han on the bed, the man's cock was sticking straight up and he was ready to post his flag on it. Da Han wanted him, and he was about to get him.

"I must say, I'm surprised to see this side of you, Mr. Valentino. Where have you been hiding?" Mèng Yáo asked with a seductive smirk.

"I'd like to know as well," Da Han said. "Why didn't you show yourself when I jerked you off that day?"

"Because we were not alone. What I do to you both, I won't share with others," Jun De said. "Trust me, it wasn't easy for me to stay submissive to you under those circumstances."

"Very well. I want to see my husband cum. But, if you hurt him, you won't leave this room alive," Mèng Yáo replied with a cold warning.

"I'll hurt his pride maybe, and his asshole, because I'm sure I'll be popping his cherry, but I won't hurt him," Jun De said.

"The fuck you are," Da Han cursed and tried to sit up, but Jun De shoved him hard back down on the bed. Again, his cock let loose more precum.

"Stop trying to fight this, Da Han," Jun De said, using his boss' name.

Da Han's eyes widened at the sheer brass the man was showing off, but he was at a loss for words as he had been since the tables were flipped.

Jun De smirked as he began to undress. "I tried to tell you to leave me alone because I wondered if you were ready for who I was. I don't conform when it comes to my cock." He pushed his pants down and stood before Da Han and Mèng Yáo naked and hard. "This is your last time to back out. Say the word 'leave' and I'll get dressed. Forget this ever happened and we keep our relationship professional. But, if you don't by the time I count to three..." He reached down, took hold of his cock, and began to stroke it. "Then I'm going to have you and your wife however I want. I'm going to eat your ass while she watches, but this first time, I'm not going to share you."

Mèng Yáo scoffed, her gaze panning to her husband, who only stared at Jun De as if he were in a trance. His silence spoke volumes. She looked at Jun De as he continued.

"Then I'm going to have you suck my cock. Get it as wet as you can, because I'm not using lube when I fuck you raw. I will ride you and put you away wet, broken, and wanting. This is who I am and this is the only thing I will offer you," Jun De said. "Now, the choice is yours. Do I leave or stay?"

Da Han's mouth was dry as he stared agape at the man who had called him 'sir' just a few moments ago outside of his bedroom. But here he stood, telling HIM what he was going to have to accept.

"One," Jun De began the countdown.

Da Han sneered, because no one told him what the fuck to do.

"Two." Jun De rubbed the head of his cock, smearing his precum over the glans.

This motherfucker had his nerve, Da Han thought as he stared at the hand slowly stroking the cock he couldn't take his eyes off of.

"Three—"

"Stay," Da Han said as if his mouth took over for the rest of his body. He blinked in surprise and then looked at his wife, who was returning the same expression. "I... I didn't..." But didn't he?

Jun De smiled.