Chapter 91. The Kardashian Triangle Pt. 2.5 (BIG BOOTY BITCHES)

Kim didn't have a chance to giggle this time at Salma's words slurring from her accent. Both women worked their tongues together in a perfect chorus, licking each other's clits. All the while, Tony was slowly ramming his cock into Salma's beautiful thick ass. He pushed every inch inside of her before backing out, working into a quick frenzy of ramming his fat cock into her ass. With each thrust, his balls would rub up against Kim's face from underneath Salma. It didn't take long until Salma was forced to move her mouth from Kim's clit yet again to scream at him with a bit of Spanish mixed in with her words.

"OHHHHH, JODER!! DON'T STOP, KEEP GOING, YESSSS! FUCK ME IN THE CULO, OHHHHHH FUCK!!"

Over and over, Tony didn't stop as he gritted his teeth and continued to ram Salma's lovely ass. She quickly pushed her mouth back down over Kim's pussy, licking around in a rotation before plunging her tongue back inside of her. Salma could feel her orgasm quickly approaching as Kim was slithering her tongue back and forth into her pussy and didn't stop at all. Eventually, Salma was forced to raise her head up again as she gritted her teeth. The time had come, she simply could not hold back her climax any longer. Kim's tongue forced her body to tense up, the older woman screamed as her juices shot into Kim's loving mouth.

"FUCK, FUCK, OHHHHHHH FUCK!!"

Tony was still ramming his cock back and forth into Salma's ass while listening to her cry out during her orgasm. He finally began to slow down after Salma's voice faded out. With a loud groan, Tony stepped back and pulled his cock from Salma's ass. Now that she was free, she soon felt Kim stop licking her clit. Salma climbed off her, just before Tony called out.

"Come on, baby! Get up for me, I know you wanted to watch Kim get rammed in the ass!"

Salma had to catch her breath. She crawled her way off Kim before looking up. Tony had moved and offered his hand up to help her rise from the floor. After she stood up, he kissed her lips softly before Salma forced the kiss into one of burning passion. While they kissed, Kim decided to move into position and tease them. Her powerful ass was one of Tony's favorite things. She knew it from the several times she fucked him in the past, he usually would save her ass as the last piece almost like a fine dessert before he reached his own orgasm. While the two lovers remained kissing, Kim sighed and then called out to get their attention.

"Hey!! Did you both forget this big epic booty, huh!?"

Breaking the kiss, Tony stepped back and turned to his right to see Kim positioned on all fours sticking her massive ass out. Salma's jaw dropped while looking into Kim's huge thick booty. it was massive, just the sight alone was enough to knock the breath out of the older woman. Tony grinned and stepped forward as Kim teased him with a smirk as she glanced over her shoulder. He looked back at Salma and winked at her, knowing that she truly wanted to see him pound Kim. As Tony stepped forward, he reached his hand to gently grasp at Salma's hand and pull her closer to him. He wanted her to watch and enjoy every moment of this. His hands reached up to pull apart Kim's huge ass cheeks, allowing his cock to slip between the crack of her ass.

Tony smirked, teasing Kim as he would move his cock up and down the crack of her ass. She closed her eyes and moaned, leaning her head back forward. Salma bit her lower lip as she noticed that Tony's cock would probably completely disappear once he found the dark hole between those cheeks. After the fourth time of moving his cock back and forth in the crack of her ass, he finally decided to thrust forward and find her dark backdoor hole. Kim gasped, letting out a soft moan as the first few inches of his cock went into her ass. Salma raised her head, looking almost proud to watch her lover proceed to fuck one of the most famous plump asses in the world. Within seconds, he was thrusting forward and pumping his cock back and forth into Kim's ass.

"Wow...Her ass is so fuckin' big, jour cock just vanishes every time dat jou pump it in."

Letting out a moan, Kim opened her eyes and licked her lips. Unlike earlier tonight, she couldn't focus on Salma's lovely accent slurring her speech. Though he went slow at first, she knew Tony well enough to the point she could guess at any moment he would be pounding her at a hard rapid pace. Right now, he was going slow, only to allow Salma to witness Kim's supreme booty in all of it's wonderful glory. After a minute of his slow thrusts, Kim called out to him.

"Come on, Tony! I know you're gonna do it sooner or later, but go on! Fucking POUND ME!! Ram me with your big dick, I want it! POUND ME, TONY!!"

"Do it, mi amor! Fuckin' do it! RAM DAT ASS WITH JOUR BIG FUCKIN' COCK!!"

All it took was to hear Salma's words slurring from her accent to force Tony into a frenzy. He gritted his teeth and began to pound his cock into Kim's ass, bucking his hips as hard as he could while sending every inch of his thick meat into her famous booty. Salma gasped, enjoying every moment of watching his cock go back and forth, pumping into that massive ass. Tony groaned, while Kim began to scream at him.

"YES, YES!! THAT'S IT, OHHHHHHH YEAH! FUCK ME IN THE ASS!"

The sound of clapping could be heard apart from Tony's balls slapping against Kim's ass. Salma simply couldn't stop herself, she was jumping up and down and clapping her hands, forcing her big tits to bounce around. She found such enjoyment and a thrill from watching her man fuck Kim in the ass. Both ladies had traded the pleasure of experience an epic sight of one another; Kim watched Salma get her tits fucked, now Salma was watching Kim get fucked in the ass.

"YES, YESSSSS! HARDER, FASTER!! KEEP FUCKING ME IN THE ASS, YESSSSS!!!"

Though Kim demanded for more, Tony knew he was coming to a close as his orgasm was approaching yet again. He didn't feel like trying to prevent his climax this time, as both ladies had shared their own and now it was finally his time to blow his load and make a sticky mess. Grunting and moaning, Tony slapped Kim's ass while slowing down and crying out.

Maldito!! Fuck!! I'm gonna cum!"

Stepping back, he pulled his cock from her ass and began to breath heavily. Kim quickly got up from her knees and began to turn around while yelling at him.

"I want that cum all over my face! Bring me that dick!!"

While seated on her knees, Kim raised both of her hands to ruffle them through her long black hair. Salma panicked, moving down to the floor and getting next to Kim from the right side. Tony began to stroke his cock, aiming it directly at Kim's face. He didn't have the time to think it through, he just wanted to blow his load as quickly as possible. Licking her lips, Kim called out to Tony.

"Come on, give it to me! Give it to me!! Cum on me, Tony! CUM ON ME!!"

Salma didn't know how to react. All she could was lean up, close to Kim. She wanted to try and catch some of his cum, but Kim had taken the front seat and was demanding to have his load. A grunt was heard from Tony's voice while he still stroked his cock, eventually crying out as he finally reached his limit.

"Here it is, YES!! OHHHHH, FUCK!!"

A heavy wad came flying out of Tony's rod, splashing across Kim's left cheek and dripping down. Another string of cum came out soon after, striking her upper lip and getting a thick drop under her nose. Kim moaned and raised her right hand, using her index finger to push along her lips and twirl around as if it were a tube of lipstick. She teased him while he shot another load over her right cheek. Soon, Salma couldn't help but pant and yell for her turn.

"Don't forget me over here, Tony! I want some cum too!"

Just as Salma had spoke, Tony moved his aim to her face and shot a thick string that went directly into Salma's right eyelid. Kim turned her head to see the thick line of his seed dripping down from her eye almost like a tear drop. Kim laughed, just before another thick string of cum shot up to Salma's forehead and streaked into her hair. The older woman opened her mouth, moaning as another wad went flying over her right cheek. Tony then turned his attention back to Kim, finishing off his load with the final thick droplets over her left cheek. Tony had to catch his breath while his cock was now completely drained of semen. Salma and Kim sat together, their faces a mess in cum.

"Well ladies, that was a lot of fun. Looks like you're quite messy down there."

A giggle was heard from Kim's voice before she replied.

"Yeah, but it's nothing we can't clean up."

Salma turned to look at Kim's face just before the Kardashian woman opened her mouth and licked up a string of cum from her face. Closing her eyes, Salma moaned as Kim began to clean her face, licking her tongue over her smooth skin to collect every bit of cum. Tony stood there, smiling as he watched Salma take her turn now and lick up the smears of cum from Kim's face. Both of them had cleaned each other's face, but what came next was the true surprise for him. Kim opened her mouth and showed Salma all of the collected cum mixed with her saliva, just before pushing her lips to the other woman and kissing. Their tongues danced together as they began to swap the cum around while kissing. Kim eventually pulled their lips apart, only for a thick string of his cum to stretch out and fall to the floor.

"Magnífico, what an amazing sight!"

Tony began to clap his hands, but Salma and Kim were too focused on going for another kiss and swapping more cum from their mouths. Soon after, another kiss came and finally, both of them swallowed the cum they had swapped back and forth. Tony heard both of their throats gulping his hot load down. Salma smiled at him before speaking out.

"That was a lot of fun, I think Kim and I are officially friends now."

"You ladies certainly made me feel like a king tonight. Thank you for coming Kim, you're always a real treat for fun."

Shaking her head, Kim replied.

"No, thank you and thank Salma! I had the time of my life, much better than sitting back at my mansion waiting on Kanye to call late at night."

All three of them proceeded to crack up laughing at Kim's joke. What a surprise today had been for Tony. Had Kim not called, he surely would've had fun with Salma alone, but the addition of another busty woman made everything better. Memories had been made on his yacht yet again. Kim did just enough to make him completely forget about the disappointment when Jennifer Lopez had turned down a threesome with Salma. This was even better, as Salma clearly had enjoyed every minute with both of them through the evening.

****************** 1 DAY LATER

Dark clouds remained high above as the morning hours of the day came sweeping in. Thunder broke while the sun was clearly hidden beyond the darkness. Steven finished getting dressed from inside his home, ready for a day out in town. Last night at the club, he spoke to Mario again on the phone. He told Steven specifically he would get in contact with Kim's bodyguards early in the morning and to be ready for the meet. It would be the morning when everything was prepared for the drug deal to go down. After taking his morning shower, he had to get dressed and ready. Steven slipped on a pair of gray colored pants and proceeded to put on a fresh clean black T-shirt, all before he grabbed his gray matching jacket out of the closet to put on. The only thing unusual was not shaving his face. The five o'clock shadow was clearly over his face. Steven rarely went a day without shaving, but under heavy stress at the moment, he didn't care.

While sitting alone in his bedroom, he waited for the text message or call to arrive. Sean had told Steven last night over the phone, he would drop by his home in the morning to pick him up. 6 AM hit the clock while Steven patiently waited. He didn't figure it was worth strapping on his holster and bringing a gun with him, he was going to have to trust Kim's bodyguards that they would not sabotage and betray him. Thinking back, this was just the reason Steven was happy he wan't deep in the underworld crime games anymore. Some people got lucky that they weren't back-stabbed by those that they trusted. It was a world where you couldn't trust anyone, sometimes not even your own family members.

After waiting ten more minutes past 6 AM, the text message finally arrived. Steven got up and headed downstairs. His old maid Bette was asleep downstairs and he didn't want to wake her with any loud noises. Quietly opening the front door, Steven headed outside through the small bit of rain. He stepped through the driveway and then ran to the front gate of his house. Sure enough, the black SUV was waiting there with the engine running. After crossing through the gate, he closed the locks and stepped towards the front passenger's seat of the SUV. Steven opened the door and climbed in as Sean was in the driver's seat. The black man looked back at him and smiled.

"Good morning, nice to see someone can make it on time."

Closing the door of the SUV, Steven let out a sigh while reaching for the seat belt. The vehicle began to move while Steven replied back.

"Were you expecting me to be late?"

"No, I don't know what to expect from someone I don't work with."

Steven chuckled. He seen the opportunity to crack at a joke at the bodyguard now.

"For a guy that pretty much stalked me outside my house a few days ago, you don't keep records and tabs on how fast I'm out the door?"

Sean sighed and shook his head. He wasn't going to be baited from Steven's smart ass comment. The SUV rolled through the streets while the light rain poured on. Steven spoke again.

"So, we're going to meet this Mario guy, right?"

"Yep. The deal is set for the afternoon, he's going to walk you through all the information for it. You're just the negotiator, your job is to make sure he don't get ripped off by the buyers."

Taking a deep breath, Steven sat back in the seat and watched the small drops of rain beat over the windshield of the car. Occasionally, the windshield wipers would move once the glass was pelted in enough rain. The drive took thirty minutes as Sean moved the vehicle out of Coconut Grove and into a neighborhood west. Eventually, they pulled up through the gates of a large mansion and drove into a fixed garage that was waiting for them. Once the SUV stopped, Sean shut off the ignition and got out. In the garage, Steven was greeted to a short man wearing a black suit with a white tie. If this was Kim's drug dealing agent, he certainly did not appear to be a dealer. Steven instantly noticed that he lacked the jewelry and occasional gold that gangsters usually had. The man offered his hand to shake before speaking up.

"Hello, I'm Mario Cortez. You must be Steven Diaz, I've heard a lot about you. It's my pleasure to meet you."

While shaking hands, Steven gave the man a nod and replied with one word.

"Likewise."

"Come on, this way. We've got a lot of time on our hands before the deal, I've got much to explain for you."

Mario was a short man with slicked back dark hair and spoke like a normal business man. Steven was curious just how long the man had been dealing drugs, for he didn't come off like a normal dealer whatsoever. He followed him from the garage into his mansion with Sean behind them every step of the way. Hours would pass before the deal was to go under way, as Kim's other bodyguards had yet to arrive as the back up to assist in the deal. It wasn't until Steven started to drink from a glass of orange juice, he began to feel more confident about this entire situation. Mario explained to him the deal was set with a few men from Europe who would be using a helicopter to fly in. The spot for the deal would be on a mega yacht that Mario owned. The yacht itself was off shore, sitting alone near the docks in South Beach.

******************

7 HOURS LATER

From rain early in the morning, the afternoon had faded into a sunny day after the sky cleared up. Vida enjoyed a lonely morning out by the swimming pool of her brand new condo home in South Beach. True to her original intentions, she invited Antonio to come over today by sending him a naughty text message with a picture of her booty in a thong. The young man replied back that he would be on his way, prompting her to send directions in case he had forgotten the address. Her eyes were covered with a thick pair of sunglasses as she lay in the beach chair, soaking in the sun while wearing a red bikini. Antonio arrived twenty minutes ago, but had yet to come outside and enjoy the pleasant view with this seductive woman.

Deep down, Antonio wasn't sure exactly why he was here. It was for the quick and easy sex, yet he felt guilty at times since this was his uncle's woman. The few times Antonio confessed these feelings, Vida was quick to tell him to shut his mouth. She told him that his uncle was a cheater, fucking whores at the club and not to feel bad about it. Besides that, Antonio was well aware that Vida was simply using him as a young boy toy. He picked up quite easily that she had a liking for younger men like him. What he did not understand, was what Vida meant by telling him that she planed to make a man out of him. Some day he would realize her attentions. He sat on the couch upstairs, drinking a bottle of water as he had taken his shoes off and was relaxing in the cool room.

Vida eventually realized Antonio wasn't going to join her outside. She hoped the young man wasn't afraid of her alluring temptation, at least not after what she did to him last week when she dominated and fucked him. Opening the glass door to go back inside, she pulled a pony tail from her hair to allow it to flow freely. The voluptuous Cuban model stomped her bare feet over the white stone floor as she moved through the Art Deco designed condo. She found Antonio sitting on the couch relaxing. With a smug grin, Vida placed her hands on her hips and called out to him in a low seductive voice.

"What's wrong? You're too scared to come watch me swim again?"

He shook his head at her.

"No! It's so hot outside, I don't see the point in wasting time out there."

She laughed at his words, stepping around before joining him on the couch.

"There's plenty shade outside, or you could just take your clothes off and get in the pool. The water is cold until you've spent some time in it."

Antonio didn't reply back. He just looked at her while Vida was studying him as if she were about to devour this young man. He knew the possibility was on the table that she would end up dominating him once his clothes came off. Again, she spoke to tease him.

"You know why you're here, don't you? Don't fucking lie to me either."

He nodded, laughing at her before replying.

"Yeah, I guess I do. When you fucked me, that was some of the most amazing sex I've ever had in my life."

A smirk graced across her puffy pink lips. In all of her vanity, Vida assumed this young man had never experienced a woman like her before. He was young, at least she assumed he wasn't fucking the number of women that his uncle had went through.

"Is that right, Antonio? I think by the time I'm finished with you, you're gonna be calling me the best you've ever had in your whole life. I want to make you into a man one day, that's my goal."

Antonio looked at her confused over her words.

"What do you mean by that, make me into a man? I'm twenty-one years old."

Vida laughed at him before shaking her head.

"Honey, just cause you're of the age don't mean you're a man. You let me dominate you, I saw it last time. I assume other women just walk all over you, unless you enjoy being a pussy like that. You keep spending time with me, you'll learn how real men can handle women like me."

Thoughts ran through Vida's mind while she starred into Antonio's eyes. He resembled his father Tony, but he dressed like Steven. Despite how angry she was at Steven, she did love him deep down, but Antonio was something else. Perhaps some day she could teach him to be more like his uncle in the bedroom. Leaning up from the couch, she came closer, breathing into his face before speaking again in a low voice.

"Don't be a fucking pussy, Antonio. Come on, kiss me like you want me."

Without any hesitation, he leaned forward and locked lips with the busty Cuban model. Vida didn't hold back at all, gripping his shoulder with her hand to sink in a passionate kiss. Though she had her plans of dominating him eventually, today was going to go different unlike last week. Vida planned to teach Antonio some new tricks, hopefully to build up some moves for him in the bedroom that he could use on her and other ladies in the future. She stood firm by her decision, some day she would definitely make him into a man.

******************

From boarding the yacht, Steven felt already a bit exhausted from being in Mario's presence. The man definitely wasn't a dealer at all, yet he tried to act like one. It was his attitude that rubbed Steven the wrong way, but he couldn't complain or do anything about it. Mario claimed to be a modelling agent who worked with the Kardashian family off and on. How he got into drug dealing was the true mystery, Steven found his story to be too good to believe at times. The twenty kilos of cocaine he claimed was found in the back trunk of a van from another modelling agent who he worked with. What Steven didn't understand about his story was that most drug dealers would show up looking for a missing supply, yet Mario claimed that never happened.

The sooner this was over with, the better, Steven thought to himself. The negotiations had already been in place with Mario's buyers, as was explained to him. Steven took the type to explain to the man to allow him to handle the negotiations and sit back and do not interfere whatsoever. Kim had sent eight bodyguards, not counting Sean who acted as the head to all these armed men. Mario informed Steven that the men were to arrive with briefcases of money that would estimate for five hundred thousand dollars, just half a million for the drugs. Steven's job was to make sure nothing went wrong and blood wasn't spilled over the deal. Mario obviously was new to this kind of thing, as he had no negotiation history whatsoever. Apart from all his fishy stories, what Steven didn't understand was how this man ended up owning a mega yacht despite claiming not to have a history as a drug dealer. His only assumption was that maybe he made money doing other dirty deeds.

"Alright everyone, they'll be here at any minute. Keep your eyes peeled for a helicopter coming in!"

Mario spoke up after looking down at his watch while all the bodyguards sat around the main deck near the helipad. Steven stood on the right side of the massive yacht, clutching onto the rails with his hands. Over his eyes was his pair of black Ray-Ban Wayfarers. As Mario stepped back, he held out his hand to get the man's attention.

"Remember what I told you about the sample key. You gotta let these guys take a sample, they're gonna ask for it."

The agent rolled his eyes while nodding his head.

"Yeah, yeah! I know, I'll let you handle all of that!"

He stepped away, leaving Steven there by himself. Sean stepped towards Steven, his suit jacket was opened up revealing the gun he was packing in the holster. The black man looked back at Steven before giving him a nod and speaking up.

I know man, he's an asshole. I don't like listening to that mother fucker run his mouth, I can tell you that."

"He's more than that, he's a fucking moron too. I just hope he stays out of this deal, cause I can see him fucking it up for all of us."

Sean took a deep breath, still standing next to Steven. He could see the stress painted all over Steven's face, it was enough to make him pat him on the shoulder and offer a small smile. Though he was only a bodyguard and mostly there just to protect Steven by Kim's wish, Sean felt a bond to the man almost as if they had more in common with each other besides today's job. Steven smiled back at him, a silent way of telling him thanks. Though he knew you could not trust anyone in a dirty business like this, Steven was well aware that he would have to put his trust in Sean if things were to go bad.

******************

"Mmmm, yeah! Go on, FUCK ME! COME ON, FUCK ME ANTONIO! DON'T HOLD BACK!!"

Vida screamed at the young man as she lay on her back, watching as he bucked his hips to pump his dick back and forth into her pussy. It didn't take long for their clothes to come off and now she was laying on her bareback, forcing him to fuck her by commanding him in her voice. Her big tits bounced up and down as Antonio looked at her amazing tight fit body, studying her facial expression while he drove his cock back and forth into her clit. Vida had wrapped her strong muscular legs around his waist, locking him in place unable to step back. He wasn't going to stop until she reached her climax, that was her plan.

"Ohhhhhh god, you are so fucking amazing!"

"I'm the BEST! Tell me that, you fucking scream it at me!"

"YOU HAVE THE BEST BODY IN THE WORLD, VIDA! I MEAN THAT!!"

There was no doubting his words, as Vida believed him. At least she could get Steven's nephew to say it to her. She panted, crying out in her loud moans as she was beginning to reach her orgasm soon. With her teeth gritted, Vida tried to bite her lower lip but failed. Her huge tits bounced back and forth as he was ramming her pussy harder and faster now. For now, she was proud of her boy toy. He was pounding her like his uncle would've. Her hands pushed into the white cushion of the couch before she closed her eyes and cried out.

"YESSSSSS, OHHHHH GOD!! THAT'S IT, I'M THERE!!"

Soon, Antonio found himself dropping his lower jaw and moaning out as he felt Vida's juices flooding over his rod from inside of her. She licked her lips and unwrapped her legs from around his waist, freeing him to move around. It took everything in him not to share the orgasm with her, as he still had his own load to blow. He had his own idea for getting himself off now.

"I want to fuck your tits, Vida!"

"Since you've been a good boy and pounded me real good, come on then! Get up here and fuck 'em!"

He didn't waste any time climbing onto the couch and straddling her stomach. Vida ran her hands up to her large breasts, holding them up for him as she watched him get situated on top of her. She wasn't going to make this easier for him, Vida's whole intentions were to push Antonio today and see how far he could go by just her encouraging words.

"Shove your cock between my fucking tits! I want you to spit on it too!"

Using his left hand, Antonio gripped the base of his cock and made a hard push between her tits while leaning down. He spit right in the middle where her tits were held together. Vida moaned as she felt his thick shaft pump right between her tits. He didn't disappoint her whatsoever, as now his cock was driving between her large tits.

"Mmmmmm, yeah. Just like that, fuck those titties!"

He moved his hand away from his cock as he began to quickly thrust and pump it between her large tits. Vida squeezed her tits together tighter, licking her lips as she looked forward and seen the head poking up with each thrust. Vida moaned and began to tease him once more with her dirty words as she looked up into his face.

"That's how you properly do it, yeah! Just like that, keep fucking my tits! I don't want you to stop until you cum!"

Her eyes glanced back down, watching his meat pole poke up from between the prison of her skin between her large tits. Antonio groaned, knowing that he was getting close.

"Don't worry, that's just what I'm gonna fucking do! I ain't gonna stop until I cum!"

"That's right, good boy! Don't stop until you cum, I want you to enjoy every moment of my big titties!"

As his orgasm was approaching, Antonio continued to thrust began to scream aloud. Vida licked her lips, watching his conflicted face as he began to yell.

"OHHHHHH, YES!! OHHHHHHH, FUCK YEAH!! OHHH MY GOD, I'M GONNA CUM! OHHHHH!!"

******************

Load roaring was heard over the front deck of the yacht as the helicopter was beginning to land down on the pad. The loud sounds pierced everyone's ear drums, all while the heavy winds began to blow and rustle through the suits as it lowered down. Steven slipped his sunglasses off and placed them back into his jacket. He gripped the rails while Sean stood next to him and they both watched the helicopter land over the special pad. 'This is it, I sure hope he don't fuck this up by getting involved'. Steven spoke in his mind as he watched the silver painted chopper land down. The landing itself took several minutes before the the engine was finally turned off and the rotating scissors began to slow down.

Most of the bodyguards were in position inside the cabin as that was where the main deal was to go down. Only Sean, Steven and Mario himself were outside with a few other bodyguards. Steven wanted to see for himself what this European business man was all about. After the helicopter had shut off, the doors opened and four men stepped out brandishing Uzi machine guns strapped over their shoulders. That must have been the bodyguards coming armed. The man himself appeared to be an old tall bald man with a gray mustache. Steven watched as Mario approached him and the two men began to shake hands. Sean looked over at Steven and gave him the nod, hinting to go inside and be prepared for the deal.

Within five minutes, the deal room was set inside the inner cabin of the yacht. Kim's bodyguards who had arrived had positioned themselves within corners of the room, while lining up in the back. In the middle of the room would be the exchange. A table was placed that had two large duffel bags, containing all the keys of cocaine. Inside the room, Steven stood next to Sean as Mario eventually joined them with a big smug smile over his face. The European man stepped forward, an expressionless look across his face while he had two bodyguards on both sides of him. The guards carried briefcases, two in each hand while their machine guns lay strapped over their shoulders. The men accompanying him were all wearing similar matching suits, making every man including all the bodyguards well dressed for this occasion. After they dropped the briefcases to the floor, Mario spoke up.

"Gentlemen, I'm so glad we could be here today. It's my pleasure to do business."

"Some army you've got with you here, Mr. Cortez. What are you expecting from me, a robbery?"

"Well, I've gotta have protection, you know! This is my first time doing this!"

From hearing Mario's words, Steven glanced back at Sean giving him a cold look. 'Holy fuck, I can't believe this fucking moron just admitted that. ' Steven couldn't believe how stupid Mario was acting so far, to admit that this was first deal. He had specifically told Mario not to say anything that could give the buyer a chance to think about screwing him over. Now Steven was worried, as Mario was proving his worst fears right from the beginning.

"Mr. Schultz, this is Steven Diaz here."

The man approached Steven, offering him a smile without saying a word back. Mario continued addressing Schultz.

"Mr. Diaz here is my main consultant, he will be discussing the deal with you now."

Steven offered a smile and approached the table containing the large bags of cocaine bricks. Schultz followed him, stepping towards the table. Finally, the business man spoke again.

"So, let's see what you've got. You promised me twenty keys of pure Colombian cocaine, I want to see it."

"I've got it right here, this is what you'll be getting."

Reaching down to unzip one of the large duffel bags, Steven grabbed one of the bricks of coke from it. He smiled back at the business man while offering him to check it himself. The man took the brick in his grasp, examining it as he squeezed it to feel hard the substance was. Schultz glared back at Steven and Mario with his big blue eyes before he looked back at the brick of cocaine. The man slipped his hand into his jacket and pulled it out with a small knife. He pushed the edge of the knife toward one of the corners of the bricks, cutting into it. Mario moved towards Steven and whispered into his ear. 'What is he doing? It looks like he's trying to open it.'

Steven froze in complete shock. The stakes were already high enough with his deal, all without Mario acting like a fool. At any moment, the DEA could've raided the ship and they would all be looking at hard prison time, but now he had four men armed with machine guns glaring at them. Steven didn't reply back to Mario, he simply stood there and attempted to remain calm and collected. Just getting the wrong attitude in the middle of a deal was enough to screw it up. Steven was worried that by Mario acting like this, Schultz would probably think he's getting ripped off with a cut product. After getting a rock on the knife, they all stood there and watched the man pull a test kit vial out of his jacket. Mario couldn't help himself at this moment but to run his mouth.

"What are you doing? What's that?"

Schultz looked up at Mario as he slid the small bit of cocaine into the vial. Steven was expressionless, worried at the moment that this entire deal could be ruined by this fool asking silly questions. Schultz replied in a stern voice.

"I've gotta check my product. We must see how pure your snow really is."

"But I told you it was pure! Don't you remember!"

Just like that, Steven knew the stakes of this deal had just been raised higher just from Mario's response. He looked back at him shocked, desperately wishing that he could beat the living hell out of this stupid man. Schultz replied back, his tone of voice showing how offended he was at Mario's words.

"I remember, just fine. Don't question my memory, I'm not in the mood to being ripped off especially by someone like you."

With the test kit vial closed, Schultz began to shake it in his hand. Mario then stepped forward, approaching the older man as he spoke again.

"Come on, I'd never rip you off! Who do you think I am?"

Just as Mario put his hand onto Schultz arm, the sound of a gun clicking could be heard.

"DON'T STEP ANOTHER FUCKING INCH OR I'LL BLOW YOUR FUCKING BRAINS OUT!!"

One of the bodyguards screamed while cocking back the Uzi machine gun. Within seconds, several gun clicks could be heard as the other bodyguards accompanying Mario and Steven had all pulled their handguns out and cocked them back, aiming at the other guards. Steven took a deep breath, realizing now that this situation could be his doom. 'Oh great, this idiot is about to get me killed. Mario became scared, stepping back and immediately raising his hands up over his head. Schultz was completely unfazed, standing there with the same expressionless look over his face while shaking the test kit vial in his hands. Steven didn't move, simply standing still while one of the bodyguards aimed the machine gun directly into his chest. His eyes shifted back to Schultz, trying to at least work a charm over this business man to save the deal. It was the least Steven could do to prevent bloodshed and costing lives.

"You better hope this is pure, Mario. I didn't come all the way down here to Miami to get ripped off by you."

"C-C-Can you...Can you ask your men to put the guns down? Please!"

Schultz let out a small chuckle before shaking his head.

"It makes no difference to me. If you're gonna rip me off, we can all go to hell today."

Such grim words spoke the horrible truth. By now, Mario was breathing heavily and shaking in fear. Their fates rested on the purity of this cocaine. Steven didn't even get a chance to test it in the many hours before the deal took place, now he was fearing his life while the old man was still shaking the test tube in his hands. Swallowing his breath, Steven decided to make one last pitch effort to save this deal. He would take credit for the coke, thinking up a believable lie and risk his life now to negotiate. Speaking up in a calm voice, he proceeded.

"I apologize for him. He's a fucking idiot, as you can see. I'm the one you want to talk terms with on this deal. The yeyo is mine, not his. It's straight from the heart of Colombia, you have my word on that."

Schultz quit shaking the test vial. He stood still, watching as Mario turned to Steven now and looked at him with rage. After a moment, he looked back at Steven and replied.

"So, you want to go to hell today, Mr. Diaz? Cause that's what's gonna happen if this coke isn't pure. You'll be the first to die."

"And then I'm gonna unload my whole clip into your fat chest, old man. We'll all die today, it don't make no fucking difference to me either. If you're gonna kill my boss, I'm putting you down too."

The voice that answered Schultz was Sean, standing behind Steven with his pistol gripped in both hands aimed directly at the old man. Steven turned to look over his shoulder, witnessing Sean's stance and his locked stare back at Schultz. At that moment, Steven realized that Sean was true to every word he spoke to him about protecting him. Here he was in a situation where all their lives were on the life. Despite the bad circumstances, Sean was still persistently dedicated to protecting Steven's life. None of that would matter in a few seconds as Schultz looked back at the test vial and smiled at the results. It was a reddish-brown color, proving that the cocaine was at a high level of purity. With a smile, Schultz changed his tone completely as he looked into Steven's eyes and replied.

"It looks like there was a panic and misunderstanding for both of our parties. Your product is the real deal, pure as I see now from the results."

Steven gave the older man a smile, nodding to him. Just like that, the high tensions had went back to normal. The guns were no longer pointed at anyone and everyone breathed in a sigh of relief. Steven replied back, continuing with Schultz.

"I'm happy to hear you're satisfied with my product. Do we have a deal for five hundred thousand dollars and no less? I believe that's what Mario here discussed with you."

"Ah yes, that's correct. I have the money here in the briefcases, five hundred thousand in American bills for cash."

One of the bodyguards moved down to the floor, letting go of the machine gun that was hanging from his shoulder. The other three bodyguards stood there while the lone man opened one of the briefcases revealing the cash. He then moved to the next briefcase and it opened it too, before repeating the same with the last two. As Steven looked at the money, he nodded to the man. Everything looked clean in the money, Steven was satisfied but Mario wasn't. He approached Steven and spoke to him.

"So the coke is pure, right? I think it would be worth more than this?"

Finally, Steven snapped at Mario and reached over and grabbed him by the shirt while yelling in his face.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU STUPID FUCKING PENDEJO!! I'm the one in charge of this fucking deal now, not you! You're gonna shut your fucking mouth and go by the terms that I agree on!"

He let go of Mario's shirt, shoving him backwards. Laughter broke up among the European man, his accent coming out strong. As Steven breathed heavily, he soon heard Sean's voice cracking up in laughter as well as other bodyguards. Schultz stepped closer to Steven, offering his hand to shake.

"I'm sorry for this inconvenience you've had to deal with. If you agree to my deal, I believe we are in good terms for this exchange then."

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Schultz."

"My pleasure as well, Mr. Diaz."

Their hands shook together as the two men offered smiles. The bodyguards collected the two large duffel bags, leaving the briefcases of cash on the floor. After the exchange, the five men headed out the door of the cabin and returned to the helicopter. Once the loud engine of the chopper could be heard, everyone breathed a sigh of relief except for Steven. His rage was taking over his mind, knowing that Mario nearly just got everyone killed by his foolish antics. The man stepped around, looking at the briefcases of money before sighing and speaking.

"Well, thank fucking Christ, that's over! Jesus, I was scared for a minute that we were all about to die."

Steven turned to Mario, replying back to him.

"Yeah, all thanks to you, genius! We nearly got killed thanks to you running your fucking mouth. Oh, you were scared, huh? You need to be scared right now that I'm about to crack your fucking ribs!!"

Sean's voice could be heard laughing at first, but the laughter faded as Steven locked his sights onto Mario with pure rage. He stepped forward to him, reaching his hand up to snatch him up by the shirt and then using his right hand to clench a fist and slam into the man's gut. The bodyguards scrambled to break them up while Sean yelled out to Steven.

"Hey, HEY MAN! CHILL, EVERY'S GONNA BE ALRIGHT!! LET IT GO!!"

Within seconds, the bulky bodyguards had broke up what nearly became a brawl. Steven was able to get one hard punch into Mario's gut before Sean pulled him back with the help of two other guards. Slowly catching up with breathing, Steven swallowed and began to calm down. When the bodyguards let go of Mario, he fell to his knees clutching his stomach.

"Fuck! You're fucking crazy!"

Steven wasn't about to apologize to Mario at all. Sean patted him on the shoulder, reassuring him that everything was fine.

"Hey man, let it go. I understand, that little asshole needs his ass kicked eventually, but today ain't the day."

Sean was right, Steven knew it was better to let it go for now. He walked out the door of the cabin, going back outside the yacht into the sunlight. Still inside, Mario groaned in pain while trying to rise up from her knees. Sean followed Steven out the door and rejoined him in the bright sunlight outside on the deck of the mega-yacht. The bodyguard approached him again and struck a new conversation between the two men.

"You must have hit him hard to leave him on the ground like that."

"Not as hard as that punch you gave me to the jaw a few days ago."

The two laughed together at the joke. Steven smiled back at Sean while he spoke once more.

"You really had my back in there, I appreciate that. I wanted to thank you, for a minute it looked like we weren't gonna make it."

"Just doing my job, I told you I had your back. It's a shame you aren't getting by Kim for this gig, cause you certainly have earned it."

The wind blew from the top deck of the boat. Sean reached into the jacket of his suit and pulled out a fat money clip, handing it to Steven.

"Here, I want you to take this."

"Oh no, I don't want your money. I appreciate you looking out for me, but I can't take it."

"No, man! Take it! You deserve to get paid, there's a couple grand in there. I don't care what you do with it, I just hate seeing you go without getting paid. You put your life on the line today, you deserve a break."

"Fine, I'll take it. Thanks, Sean."

Shoving the money clip into his pocket, Steven couldn't help but smile. It was an odd turn of events, just knowing a man that was aiming a gun at him merely days ago had now turned into what could have been a true friendship. He had one last offer for him before the day was up.

"If you ever end up without a job working for Kim, give me a call sometime. You're a stand up guy, wish I had more people like you around."

"I'll keep that in mind, maybe some day we'll be working together again."

After speaking, Sean offered his hand to Steven to shake. The two men had seen a lot together today, it was experience like this that told Steven he would be lucky to meet another man like that in the future. Maybe some day the possibility would emerge that they could reunite together as friends and work together.

******************

1 DAY LATER

As things seemed to be moving back to normal, Steven still found himself considering his options when it came to his relationship with Vida. Kim's words had echoed in his head every time he tried to lay down to sleep, even after the drug deal was over. For the time being, he felt lucky to escape with his life, since Mario had nearly screwed everything up by getting in the middle and taking a bad attitude with armed men. His dreams had been of nightmares spawned from his inner thoughts of all the doubts he had in his mind. Though he was angry with Vida, he still accepted her apology but was backing his distance from her due to anger. Steven was still mad at her for now, but he didn't have the heart in him to take any anger out on her.

Kim was pleased with the results of her agent's deal. Even though Mario complained about Steven, she found herself laughing over the whole story. Steven felt relief wash over his mind when Kim called him personally to thank him for everything. In that conversation, she made another hint over Vida's problems and how he needed to take control of the relationship or find someone better. Her words had great influence on his thoughts, as Steven was left thinking of a better woman right now. That lady was Jennifer Lopez, the one woman he felt was honest about her feelings towards him. Back in his office at the club, Steven was ready to take his chance now and call Jennifer. While sitting in his chair, he scrolled through the contact list of his cellphone to find Jennifer's name. Within seconds, he was holding the phone up to his ear, hoping she would pick up.

"Hello?"

All it took was a few seconds for Jennifer to answer. Steven smiled to himself while responding through the phone.

"Hey, Jennifer."

"Steven, is that you?"

"Yeah, it's me..."

Silence was heard for a few seconds between both phones until Steven finally thought of something to say back to her.

"I need to ask you something Jennifer. What we did together, the time we...was that real?"

"Steven, what's wrong? You sound like something's bothering you, are you okay?"

"Just tell me, baby. Was it real or not?"

After a few seconds of silence, Jennifer replied back through the phone.

"Yeah, it was...You better believe it was real."

He let out a sigh of relief. So the opportunity was still on the table for a serious relationship with her.

"Jennifer, I've gotta get away from Vida. You were right, it isn't work gonna work. It didn't work back then, it won't now. She's got me in some serious trouble, I need to find a way to break apart from her."

"You've been in trouble? What's going on right now?"

"I can't talk about it right now over the phone, it's that bad. I'd love to tell you later, things have been pretty fucked up this past weekend. She's got me pulled into some deep shit, that's the most I can say right now. I've had a rough ride lately, I need some kind of escape or else I don't know what the hell could come next."

"Well, remember what I talked to you about with a Vegas vacation? I'm still performing out here, come book a vacation. Bring Vida with you if she wants to come. I'll take care of things when you get here, it will be me and you by the time I'm finished."

"I hope you're not just getting my hopes up to crush my dreams later on. I've seen you in the news with Alex and how cozy you look with that guy."

"I've gotta protect my image and besides, that's just tabloids and media. I wish you would've called me sooner, I've been waiting for you."

He let out a sigh. So it was true, Jennifer had been waiting for him to reach out to her. His original assumption was true, all Steven could think about was how afraid he was to reach out to Jennifer. After a few seconds of not speaking, she spoke once more to try and reassure him.

"Look, come out here to Vegas. Take a vacation, if she wants to come with you, bring her! Once you're here, we'll come up with a plan together for our own relationship."

"Alright, I'll take your word for it, Jennifer. I'm going to book my vacation tomorrow and I'll start sending you text messages, if I can call you sometime, that would be even better."

"Send me a text after you get a flight ready, that way I can plan for your arrival. I'm looking forward to seeing you again, Steven."

"Me too, baby. I'll be seeing you soon, I've gotta go now."

"See you soon, honey."

The phone clicked as Steven hung up, pulling it away from his ear. It was time to try and make the future a better road for his life. He was going to Vegas and no one was going to hold him back from this decision. His first vacation from working at Disco Fever was about to begin.