Chapter 46: Chapter 46

I sat at the table listening as the men and women talked business. Mum looked so bossy in her Gucci dark glasses and I didn't doubt for a second she married dad into the cartel.

On the round mahogany table was James and his parents— who by the way were happier than ever as Mrs.Martins was responding to treatment stupendously, my parents— who had been ecstatic since they managed to convince us to take our place in the cartel, Dawn and Mr.Timothy.

I hadn't been the least bit surprised Mr.Timothy had been part of the cartel for over 20 years and held a high position at that.

I sighed, leaning back on the chair and observing my new office. Yes, mine, I hadn't just accepted what I'd been born to do even though it took me months to, I didn't regret it a bit. There was just a thrill that came with working for a company that part of was undercover for a cartel which was undercover for the FBI.

The whole enigma brought a thrill and it was even more exciting that it was an undercover for an undercover, that way other cartels that the only undercover was Barbson Empire and TMG.

Every day for the past two years, I was grateful to James for convincing me to come back to Atlanta with him. I loved Nigeria, it was a place of peace, and while I found so much about myself there, it just didn't feel like home to me. My déjà-vu was Atlanta. And The Central Line cartel was where I was meant to lead.

I still recalled the day I'd overhead James talking to Mark. Walking back down when I remembered I'd left my phone at the barstool was the best thing to have happened to me. I stood in shock hearing him spill every detail and knew every word he spat was the truth. I didn't know what to feel right then and there.

There were just so many things I felt— relief, sweet relief that there was still hope for us. Then there was frustration and anger at myself for not hearing him out soon, but I knew I was more than justified. The greater feeling for me at that time was anger... anger at Cassie and Nat. Thankfully their plot had failed and James had been there in time to stop Nat as he’d seen a text on Cassie’s phone where he told her he was going to finish it at the Barbaon mansion. I still inhaled whenever I remembered that.

At night that day, after we'd gone up to my room that day, we were soaking in the tub exhausted from hours of lovemaking when he asked me to come back with him to Atlanta, right after proposing a life with me. My answer had been yes for the two.

It wasn't the best proposal a woman dreamed of, but it didn't make it any less special. My back resting to his front while we lazied in the tub was all I needed.

The icing on the cake for me was had been when I said, "No ring?" shifting a bit and making his middleman jump behind me. The activities that followed were the serving of the cake, and God did I eat it as he devoured it.

The official engagement both our mums had insisted on throwing a party for was two weeks after, in Atlanta. We were engaged for a year before I was finally ready to tie the knot.

The wedding had been small. I'd wanted it smaller but settled for a guest list of 300 people as a result of my mum's persuasion. If it had been up to me a guest list of 50 would've done it, but I just had to give her that.

My dad holding my right hand and Dawn holding my left as they both walked me down the aisle where the love of my life waited was the most ecstatic feeling ever.

God, was he beautiful. just standing there in his blue tux, wearing his jet black hair a wavy to the side the way I liked it, holding my honey eyes with his dark ones that swam with colorful emotions that matched the banquet I held.

Mari had chosen the bouquet after hours of squealing that she'd been right to throw me the bouquet at her wedding. Sia had just giggled before squeezing me in her signature bone-crushing hug.

My aunt Monic and Mona had organized the wedding only allowing me to pick the gold and white theme, and to be honest, I enjoyed leaving everything to them as Eva had done 2months before her wedding.

Lari had just chuckled knowing how happy we were to leave the responsibility to them and she was glad she would never know what it felt like. She never fancied the idea of getting married, and now that she'd found a partner like Dawn that welcomed the idea of living together forever without some vows binding them, she was satisfied.

She and Dawn had even decided to keep an open relationship for one year before they decided that on spending their life together, but without tiring the knot. I'd respected them for been open about their uncertainty even though I was certain there were going to end up together and they did, happier than I'd ever seen any of them.

My wedding had been at the Barbson mansion, precisely the field I loved grazing so much. The smell of fresh air and the shivering sound of the wind was just what I needed to perfect the day. It was perfect.

When I'd said 'I do' it was followed by me kissing away the drop of tears that had fallen from his eyes before he called me 'my precious'. That was a day I'd never forget. 11 months and three weeks and it still felt like it was yesterday.

"Babe," James called squeezing my thighs.

I bit the inside of my mouth to stop myself from moaning. Damn him, he knew how responsive my thighs were.

I looked down at his hands under the table, then back up at him. He made to remove his hand, but I stopped him. His warmth was just what I needed to not get lost in the business talk.

I gave him a small smile and he returned it with a knowing one. We both already got the basis of the business and had been handling it for the months together with Dawn, but our parents still had to go through formalities as they should— doing the long talk that included going down the history of the cartel.

Sia and Mari expressed zero interest in the cartel business unsurprisingly, Dad has shrugged saying they'd come and they had. James refused to place Zara in any spot that involved the cartel a second time, and fortunately, she was too engrossed in her modeling career to care. The FBI worked out something to keep her out even though not completely.

"And Barbson Empire, TMG, amongst other companies owned by the Martin and Barbson families had been used as a lay low —where The Central Line Cartel employees are different from the company's— for the FBI ever since," I completed for my dad having read the history twice already.

Dawn chuckled. "Doesn't get old."

"I and my wife are going to go home now, aren't we honey." James's lips lifted as he spoke.

"I was just going to suggest that, darl. We should go now."

Thank you, we shared a look where I thanked him mentally.

"Alright then. Dawn, you staying?"

"Yeah."

And with that, we were off.

Just before we got to the car, James's hand came down on my butt in a spank loud enough for the people inside the building to hear.

"Ouch, baby," I whined before I moaned, "Yes."

He bit his lips, tugging me to him. "I know you love it, big freak."

He kissed the tip of my nose, then the side of my lips before suckling my bottom lips into his mouth.

I moaned into his mouth. God, the electric jolt that always settled at my center never got old. Never will. I was never getting used to how his morning face with disheveled hair was a turn on. Or how him biting his lips made my center pool even as the mere sight of him in all his clothes or naked glory did. Something told me I was never getting used to how responsive I was to him and him to me.

When his tongue dipped into my mouth, I knew we had to stop else we wouldn't care if we were ripping each other's clothes off in a parking lot.

I broke away from him, giggling when he growled. His tongue swiped across my lips again, instead of giving in, I bite his lips then tucked mine into my bottom lips. "How about we take this home?"

"Right away, my queen."

He was going to hold the passenger's door open for me, but I beat him to it and stuck my tongue out to him. I tilted my head backward when he stuck his tongue out in a silent invitation to dance.

"You aren't fair, you know that?" He grumbled as he kicked the car start.

Home just couldn't come soon enough, we'd been driving and driving and it didn't seem to be in sight still, maybe because my hands were already stroking his hardness through his pants.

As soon as I sighted the silver gate that Held our home, I squeezed him softly. He groaned, driving through the gate that opened as soon as we approached with so much speed that I feared for a moment was going to crash the building.

He came down in a rush, I met him halfway, my hands digging into his hair as he immediately hopped me into his lap. I wrapped my legs around him in haste.

When I shifted my waist back then brought it back on his hard-on he groaned, his hold on my butt tightening.

"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me, but if you've to kill me, then do," he rasped.

I laughed despite my head swirling from the increasing dampness on my center, proving that I needed to have him inside of me right then.

I bite his ears and smirked when he visibly shivered against me. He spanked my ass, once, then twice, and again until I was moaning and rubbing against his hard-on.

I never thought I'd ever considered being spanned, but do I love spanks. James had brought out so many crazy sides of me that even involved softcore BDSM. And I wasn't complaining, I couldn't. They were freeing and immensely pleasurable.

He offed my shirt with a little help from me, then undid the class of my bra before grabbing one of my tits to close his mouth around it.

"God," I moaned, my head falling back.

The convulsion of my body anytime he had his lips around my breasts never got old. I was never getting used to it. Each flick of his tongue on my nipples, each kisses on my areolas, each nibbled and every squeeze, was newer than the last.

He continued to suck vigorously, nibbling, biting, and when he flicked his tongue on the nipple I almost came undone. He gave as much attention to the other breast, swatting the hardened nipple just as I liked... and God, I was grateful he knew what to pleasure me with and how to.

"Shit," I cursed, the increasing urge to have him inside of me could no longer wait.

Thankfully, he proceeded to roll my skirt up to my waist before he maneuvered my thong to the side.

"A-are we? Are we going to do it here?" My voice was so hoarse, it almost did not come out.

The answer I got was his dick shoving deep inside me. I screamed, the feeling too intense that I almost climaxed. All traces of where we were forgotten, not that there was much to worry about as it was our house we purchased a month ago and we lived alone.

His hands reaching down between us to press my clit hard was what I needed. I came hard. Toes clenched, the whole of me shaking in his arms that I feared I'd fall, but his grip on me didn't slack.

"Oh God, what did you do, babe?" I cried biting his collarbone. His dick twitched inside of me.

"Shh." His lips covered mine as he began to thrust, long and deep using the car as support.

I cried into his neck, tears falling. It felt so good and then the thought that I was going to have this for the rest of my life was what brought the second wave of tears. The third wave of tears was when I thought of all we'd been through.

I'd have lost him, to rage from the feeling of being betrayed, to Cassie, Nat, and their goons, to jail for having getting rid of Cassie.

But here I am in his arms, I thought joyously.

"Oh, love. Don't cry," he coped knowingly petering my face with kisses.

"I can't baby. I j-" I was cut off by his thumb pressing my clit again.

"Oh fuck. Please. Yes."

Fireworks flew behind my lids, my head spun, my legs shook uncontrollably as I convulsed in another earthshaking orgasm.

"That's it, baby," He groaned before I felt him shake as his seed spilled inside my belly.

Slowly, I came back to earth, fluttering my lids open to see him watching me intensely. "I'll always love you, Dei. You're mine forever."

"Forever."

He carried me into the house, whispering promises of forever, proving his love again and again between, under, and on top of the sheets. Our bodies gliding in perfect sync till the sun went down.