23. Chapter 23

Chapter twenty-three

Maverick

T heir crew parked near their targeted location. Men and women climbed out of the vehicles and took up their positions. Those who were going inside donned gas masks in preparation for their attack. As they moved in closer, sentinels who were guarding the building from the outside were killed with bullets to their heads by the likes of Striker and two of the Castiellos' people. That cleared the way for Maverick and the others to enter.

Akane placed an explosive device on the door, then stepped back. Others spread out around the building that was three stories tall and looked like an old factory. From the intel Maverick had gotten, it was where the Torelli family manufactured their cocaine. As soon as the loud blast of the explosive blew the door in, the blacked-out windows were shattered as canisters of tear gas were tossed inside the building.

That was the cue to enter and Maverick was right beside Akane as they came in blasting their firearms, every bullet hitting its mark as bodies bounced from the impact. The place was packed and people, many naked, were screaming, crying, and coughing as they choked on the smoke and panicked from the attack. Bullets flew everywhere, some destroying the drugs that were on the table being prepared. Clouds of cocaine filled the air and Maverick was happy to be wearing a mask.

A man shot at him and he hid behind a pillar, then rolled out, shooting the man at the same time. The gangster's body danced as multiple bullets ripped his body to shreds. Maverick rose in one smooth movement and shot at the naked people running toward the door. He knew they were the ones who had been preparing the drugs, but it was no matter. They were in the wrong place at the right time, as far as he was concerned. They wouldn't be spared. The Torelli men fired back blindly as they tried to gather themselves. Maverick came up behind one and put a bullet into his head, his brains and blood splattering the floor.

As they moved through the building to the other levels, he turned to see Akane in action. The level of skill with which she killed made him hornier than any porno he'd jerked off to. He watched her kill two men by blasting bullets into their heads, then when she ran out, she tossed that and pulled out her knife, slashing and stabbing three men in a series of moves in a matter of seconds.

"Jesus!" he gasped. Those twins were on another level. A bullet buzzing by his head snapped him back into reality and he silently kicked himself for being so distracted. It was time to show Akane that he was a man worthy of her pussy. He ran and leaped over a table, firing his pistols, killing five Torelli men and when his bullets ran out, he put his guns back into their holster and pulled out both of his knives. They were on the third floor now, having slaughtered their way to the top. Smoke filled the rooms and halls as more tear gas canisters were released on each level. The gangsters were easy marks as the gas blinded and choked them, which was the point.

Akane and Maverick were side-by-side, stabbing and slicing through the Torelli mafia. Blood dripped off of them, making them look grotesque as they grinned in their bloodlust. Maverick was kicked in the chest by one of Torelli's top men, his body crashing into the wall. Before the man could follow up the attack, Akane threw her knife, stabbing the man in the throat. Maverick advanced on him, gripped the handle of the knife, and finished the job. The blade sliced the man's neck, nearly severing his head. Blood gushed from the fount spraying Maverick's mask and body. He removed his bloody mask, dropped it to the floor, and held his breath as he kicked the last door open to the office where they knew the Torelli Boss had been hiding.

Finally, they had the head of the Torelli family in their sights. The mob boss aimed his gun, taking several shots as Maverick and Akane dodged behind the wall on each side of the door. When he went to reload, both Maverick and Akane ran into the room and threw their knives, the blades striking the man's hand and arm, causing him to scream and drop the gun. Quickly, he picked the gun up with his other hand and pointed it. Maverick was on him, dodging the first bullet, as his aim was off due to his shaking hand. It was enough for Maverick to close the distance, taking the gun from the man with a move he had perfected since the age of twelve. Julian stared at Maverick, his mouth agape, sweat beading his face.

"Please... don't kill me," he begged.

"That's not how the game is played. You don't get to beg for mercy after you lose," Maverick said with a smirk. "Besides, I kill my enemies on our first date."

A hand caressing his hard cock paused his trigger finger. He watched as Akane's hand slid down the length of his arm and over his hand holding the gun. He turned slightly to look into her sultry, yet sadistic gaze. And her expression gripped him like no other. He'd had countless women look at him like they wanted to eat him alive all of the time. But never did he feel like he was their prey. With Akane, he knew he was being hunted... and that excited him.

Akane pressed on Maverick's hand, forcing him to lower the gun. Maverick obeyed. She then leaned over, licked his lips, and took a tiny nip of his plump bottom lip. "A man of action... and words," she purred. "You have my attention, but first." She released his twitching cock and stepped in front of him. Maverick's eyes were only on her, his enchanted gaze followed her every move. She smiled as she looked down at the man who trembled before them.

"Julian Torelli, my boss would like a word with you," Akane said with an evil grin before dealing him a powerful roundhouse kick to his face, which knocked him out cold. His body fell back against his desk, then to the floor.

"We're not killing him?" Maverick asked as he looked down at the unconscious man.

"My boss wants to watch him die," Akane said. "Bring him." With that, she picked up both hers and Maverick's masks and handed him his. They both put their masks back on to walk through the gas-filled building.

Maverick gave her another lust-filled look that was hidden behind his mask before he bent down and scooped up the man. He tossed the man over his shoulder, then followed her out of the building. Along the way, they passed their crew gathering whatever money was found, as well as drugs they could save.

"Burn it to the ground," Akane said to one of the Castiello men before walking outside. He handed her a set of keys, nodded, and walked away .

Maverick followed her to the car where he dumped the man inside the trunk. Akane removed their knives from Julian's arm, bandaging the wounds so he wouldn't bleed too much. Both Maverick and Akane tied him up so he wouldn't be able to move, then Maverick closed the trunk. They removed their masks and Maverick looked at her. Her bosom was heaving, his cock was throbbing, and both of them looked at each other like they wanted to rip their clothes off.

Before he could speak, Akane grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his face to hers for a hot and heavy kiss, tongue and all. She pulled back abruptly and pushed Maverick away, causing him to stumble a bit before catching his footing.

"Drive," she commanded, and tossed him the car keys, then climbed into the passenger side.

"Holy shit," Maverick panted as he ran his fingers through his hair, his mind reeling. He looked at the car where the sexiest woman alive was waiting for him to join her and he smiled. He climbed in behind the wheel and took off. In the rearview mirror, he saw the building burst into flames and knew it was done to burn away a lot, if not all, of the evidence and only leave bodies behind. Fire was always their friend in these sorts of matters.

"Pull over," Akane ordered after they'd been driving for three minutes. They were just far enough away from the fire and public view thanks to the desolate area of Port Morris.

Maverick pulled the car over. All around them were more abandoned factories and an old railroad yard and rusty, broken-down gantry cranes from a long-lost time. She climbed out of the car first, then he followed, joining her around the rear of the car. "What's wrong?" he asked.

She turned around fast, kicking Maverick in the chest, which sent him crashing onto the trunk. He grunted from the impact, but before he could rise, she climbed on top of him, her lips crushing against his. She captured his face between her hands, caressing his stubbled chin as their lips devoured each other. She reached down between them, her hands roaming over Maverick's body as they kissed.

Maverick didn't care that they were covered in blood that just made this moment even sweeter. He reached behind her and grabbed her ass just like he'd been wanting to do. It was as firm and plump as it looked and his fingers gripped her hard, making her moan into his mouth. She undid his pants and pulled his hard cock free, then climbed down to suck his cock between her blood-red lips.

"Ahhhh fuucck!" Maverick gasped as he let his head fall back on the trunk. It didn't matter that they had their victim locked inside and that he was now awake and making muffled noises. All that mattered was what Akane was doing to him. He thought he was going to cum, he was so aroused. He looked down at her, then shoved her off. He didn't want to cum in her mouth, at least not yet. He climbed off the trunk and grabbed her by the neck. "My actions speak loud enough for you, baby?"

Akane's eyes were glazed over with animalistic desire. Never had he had a woman look at him like she wanted to bathe in his blood as they fucked and that blew his mind. He released her neck long enough to turn her around, then he slammed her against the trunk hard enough to make her cry out. A sound that made his dick sing.

He watched as she undid her pants, and he helped her pull them down. She wasn't wearing any underwear and his eye widened when he saw her beautiful pussy exposed.

"Fuck," he growled, then dropped to his knees. He wrapped his lips around her pussy, licking and sucking as Akane moaned in pleasure. His own cock was so hard, he thought it would burst if he didn't get satisfaction. He made sure he wet his future pleasure zone with his saliva before taking his position behind her. He aimed, then slammed forward. Something told him that Akane liked it rough, which was exactly how he wanted to give it to her. "Take it!" he snarled.

He gripped her hips strong enough to leave nail imprints and finger bruises as he pounded into Akane. She reached back, raking her nails along his ass cheeks and thighs, leaving bloody scratches that heightened his libido like a rocket taking off for space. The car rocked with their movement and he swirled and pumped his hips, making sure to fuck her better than he ever fucked any woman before. For some reason, he wanted to impress her since this was their first time.

Akane didn't hold back the sounds of pleasure and her nails scratched the slick paint job of the expensive car as she came, screaming like a banshee.

"Ahh, ahhh, ahhh fuck," Maverick roared as his orgasm damn near gave him an out-of-body experience, it was that powerful. He quaked hard, his body twitching as his hips pumped with sporadic movements until the last drop of cum was milked from his balls. Blood from his clothing smeared on Akane's ass and his hands, but it was such a gorgeous site to him. All the red decorating her creamy skin. He wanted to lick it away, but then again, it wasn't her blood. It was the blood of dozens of men they had killed. Which was also sexy.

Maverick pulled out and tucked himself back into his pants. Akane straightened and pulled her pants back up. She then finger-combed her long, silky black locks as she gazed at Maverick. The banging and muffled yells continued to come from the trunk and she rolled her eyes.

"Pop the trunk," she said.

Maverick walked around to the driver's side and pressed the button to open the trunk. He then watched as Akane stomped the man in the face three times until he passed out again. The level of violence in that woman called to the savage fiend that lived inside of him. He wanted to fuck her again but now wasn't the time. He'd certainly have his way before returning home. Seeing that the problem had been dealt with, he climbed back behind the wheel. Once Akane joined him, he took off.

***

The ride back home had been a quiet one, but Maverick didn't mind it. Sometimes, after a mission like that, not having to think about anything was a blessing. He just wanted to bask in the glory of it all. Once they arrived back at the hideout where Rico was resting up, he carried a still-unconscious Julian Torelli back to Rico's room where the mob boss was now awake.

He dumped the man on the floor in the middle of the plastic that had been prepared, then stepped back. He looked around the room and noticed Akari and Akane exchanging glances at each other as if they were communicating telepathically. Akari shook his head and Akane giggled.

Alessia was the one to walk over to Julian and motion for one of their men to wake the asshole up. Which they did and not in a pleasant way. After several kicks to his gut and crotch, the man came to with a groan and whimper. Maverick watched everything, even Rico's smile as the man was tortured.

"You're done and the rest of the families are next," Alessia said.

The man was breathing hard, his face contorted in agony. He shook his head. "I... I didn't shoot Rico," he said.

"Oh, we know. That honor goes to the Jade Dragon Triad. None of you have any men in your families who were able to pull off that feat," Alessia said. "You're going to die today because you dared to defy my husband." She stepped behind the man now, grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. She looked at her husband and Rico nodded. Smiling, Alessia pulled a jagged-bladed knife from the garter of her stocking and with slow precision, ran the blade across the man's neck. He gurgled as he choked on his own blood that gushed from his body in a torrent.

Rico nodded in satisfaction as he watched the torturous death of one of his enemies. He signed the words burn in hell, then settled more comfortably in the bed. Alessia let the body fall onto the plastic and Rico's men got to work with the disposal. She walked over to her husband, kissing him with all the passion and love a wife could have for her other half. He recognized that amount of devotion as his parents were also inseparable.

Rico spoke once their kiss was broken, and Maverick listened.

Excellent work, I'm impressed , Rico signed.

Thank you, sir, Maverick replied in kind.

Stay a few days, help us clean out the vermin, Rico signed.

That was the order from my dad. And killing people is what I do , Maverick signed his reply.

Good. For now, wash up, you look a mess, and get comfortable. Eat, refresh, Rico said.

Thank you, sir, Maverick replied, then looked at Akane.

She smirked and nodded for him to follow her, which he did. As soon as they were outside of the room, Akane slammed Maverick against the wall. The men guarding the door looked at them briefly, but then averted their gaze. Maverick stared at her, his cock was already hard after watching a man die, but now it was solid and aching.

"You're mine," Akane said.

"Yours?" Maverick asked, because he didn't take kindly to women laying claim on him .

She nodded. "I better not catch you with another woman."

"I belong only to myself," Maverick said, then shoved Akane off him. She took a few steps back but kept her sights on him. "Oh, I'll fuck you again, because we both want that. But don't ever think you own me."

Akane smiled, her head tilting as she gazed at Maverick. "I don't repeat myself," she said, then turned and began making her way down the hall. She stopped a few doors down and pointed to a door. "Your room is here." With that, she walked away.

Maverick entered the room that looked like a standard hotel room, but his accommodations were the last thing on his mind. Just what in the hell had he gotten himself into with Akane? The smart side of his brain told him to leave that vixen the hell alone. But every other part of his body told him that she was to be savored and enjoyed time and time again. After the shit that went down with Melissa, maybe it was best to just listen to his brain for a second and do his job and then leave. Yeah, that was what he was going to do.