Chapter 18 - Not Controlling At This Moment...

Vivian's POV:

“I trade, not take. I want to get old in this business, not to die in a few, Tanaka-san. You’re generous though. Thank you.”

He smirks at me and signals the girls to get out. At this point, two things can go down. One. He starts war. Two. He gets along. Or number two before number one. Combos can happen. We speak in Japanese.

Don’t go lunatic as I may kill you before getting what I need…. Not very controlling at this moment….

“How about a sex trade first? To know each other better…. Angel Queen…. Suits you well, Angel-san. You’ve got a lot to offer to a man…. This trade would lower my price for the shipment. A discount….” He’s leaned back on the sofa, with his legs departed, sexual stare rolling over me and licking his lips.

He’s a mix of Asian and European. He’s not ugly at all and tall for their usual height. Ripped in muscles under that black navy suit and white shirt.

Wouldn’t you want that, little fucker? I bet you would…. With all the alcohol and drugs you have on board, I believe even a grandma would seem a dancing queen in front of you….

I give him my sexual stare and a devilish smile, all relaxed on my spot. He’s going crazy at my sight as he shakes a bit his head and opens his first buttons on his shirt.

“Sex trade? Hmm…. I’m afraid I’m lesbian and you don’t have a pussy, Tanaka-san. Sorry to disappoint you…. And I’m not bi-sexual…. I’ll lose the discount unfortunately that you so generously offered….” Of course, I’m not a lesbian, but I need to refuse him in a manner that doesn’t seem offensive to him.

He laughs with a throw of head at his back and now shakes his index finger at me, with a smile that gives a full view of his teeth.

Yeah, yeah…. I can feel you’ll snap, little fucker…. I’ve read your file. You’re a crazy one, too. We’ll battle in craziness and all. We’ll give our all. Don’t worry…. I never give a fuck if I die…. So, you’ll have full me on you, fucking you hard…. Fucker-san….

I mirror his reaction with same relaxed attitude.

“Angel-san. You lie to me. I can see that. You can’t be a lesbian….”

Aren’t we smart? Well…. I do what I can…. He, he, he….

I display a wicked smile and wink at him.

“Tanaka-san. Your intelligence fascinates me. You’re a worthy man of your position. My honor to stay at the same table with someone like you. Rare these days. Let’s get down to business. I apologize, but the flight to here has tired me. As much as I would want to stay in your honorable company, I don’t want to disturb your time more than needed. It’s your leisure time. I’m one who respects that.”

He becomes serious and studies me. His lips curl in a devilish manner and goes fast for another sniff on the table, rubbing now his nose and taking in the drugs.

Don’t get an overdose, little fucker…. I need you for some time….

I have same attitude. He’s provoking me to see if I react or get afraid for the unpredictable. I don’t flinch. I smile and remain relaxed, like everything in the world is mine and I’m the fucking empress of them all.

“Angel-san. How about a showdown then? Heard you’re a sword master. We have swords as a tradition in our country. If you win, you have a discount. If I win, you give me your body for an entire night and no discount.”

Swords, huh? Whatever….

He’s displaying his full teeth again and has a hardcore stare in those black eyes of his.

Let’s party and fuck, little fucker….

“If that’s what Tanaka-san wants, then, who am I to refuse such a generous offer? Say when, and it’s on. It’s an honor.”

I’ll fuck your little ass good…. Don’t cry after, shit-san….

He throws his eyebrows at me and a smile of pleasure increases on his face, slapping his hands.

“The honor is mine, Angel-san! Momo! Stop the music and clear the space! We’ve got a competition! Angel-san is ready for an entire night with me!”

Yeah, yeah…. Keep dreaming, fucker-san…. I’m so depressed….

I stand up and Monroe gives me my sword and they make room. His men evacuate other people and all dancers and women. The only people remained are my guys and his guys, and of course, us. The lights are dim as usual, but the music has stopped.

I have my sword in my right hand, pointed down. I blow a strand of my hair from my face and smirk at him, all ready but relaxed. He’s eyeing me and moving his eyes on me from head to toes to see his prize. He smirks back.

The drugs make you see awesome things seemingly…. I may look as a fucking barbie in your eyes. The prize you want? It’s mine! I’ll kill you! Viv…. Fucking control…. Not yet….

I’m waiting for his attack. No, I never attack first. I need to see his tactics. You can’t see that if you don’t wait for his moves. Once you get his first move, you can discover his style and mold onto it.

“Tanaka-san. You’re very manly…. Any woman would be so happy to be with you…. Why would you want me? I can give up on this…. Just say the word…. We’re both tired and we need some off time…. On separate routes until our meeting tomorrow morning…. I was just saying hi tonight…. It’s only polite when you land on your territory. I do have manners….” We are moving around each other with our swords ready and keeping eye contact. I smirk at him and he smirks back.

Don’t make me snap…. I’m a crazy bitch…. You know only half of it….

“Angel-san. You. My bed. Tonight!” And he has just attacked me.

Our swords clash, and the fight begins. We are all over the place. On the floor, on the tables, everywhere. Every time our swords meet there’s a reverberating sound inside. Everyone is silent and watching the show.

I’ve just cut his suit jacket on his arm.

“Angel-san! You like it in blood! My kind of girl!”

He crazy laughs and goes more into the fight with fast moves which I counterattack. I say nothing, just smirk at him and keep a sexual tensed stare to entice him and lose his mind.

Next, I cut his black leather belt and he’s now off in his front.

“Angel-san! So, you want it, too? You’re my type of crazy!”

I would want to slit your throat…. That’s my type of crazy…. But I need to play you, not to be real on with you.

I smile and wink at him.

We continue. I have no cut or touch on me. He’s the only one getting it and he’s skilled on this. A great opponent. But I’m over him. I just game him.

At some point, from his men’s side, a gun is heard charging and I instantly throw him a hit on his sword, pushing him hard, making him land on his back. Monroe screams at me to watch out and I dodge the bullets, my sword getting some of them as I’ve raised it in that direction as protection.

Yeah, it’s a bloodbath night….

War starts with shooting and sword fighting between both sides. They have a lot of men. I don’t know, maybe 80? We’re only 17 with me and Desi. But that’s not a problem as I can put down a majority fast.

You’ve played dirty, Tanaka-san…. Someone spilled over our cover. Inside people again.

I send kicks in the air, punches, sword, and sometimes grab a gun and eliminate the targets around me and some around my men to protect them. My men fight well, and we don’t have men down from what I can see on this fast-forward madness.

Tanaka-san, seeing we’re getting over them, has just ran away and I’m after him. I jump over chairs or objects he sends my way to facilitate his escape.

I’ll fuck you now…. I’ll give you what you wanted, little fucker…. You have no escape from this crazy person….

I get speed in my run and outside the building, after I’ve ran after him through the entire floor, which is lengthy, I catch the motherfucker and send him on the ground with a high kick.

“Tanaka-san. Not playing fair…. We were having fun…. Why?” I give him a punch to his dizziness….

He goes for his sword and I kick his face to his spitting blood. Yeah, I’m losing it now…. I don’t like or tolerate weasels. Little fuckers who pretend to be men but are pussies instead. Like this little fucker.

Fret yourself, little fucker…. Come on! Stand up! That’s it…. Don’t make me look like a bad one…. I’m giving you opportunity….

We start another fight with swords and this time is not for play from either side. We’re alone here. Just now some running steps can be heard. It’s Monroe with some two more men. He’s strong in his blows, but I’m launching my sword deadlier than him and in fast moves that he’s now backing off some.

Seeing he’s not able to put me down with the sword fighting, he takes a gun from his back and I counterattack his sword with mine and kick with my left foot his gun. I now roll with my sword on his and cut him on diagonal over his abdomen. The gun has released the gunshot, but it doesn’t hurt anyone. It goes in the air. He lands on his knees, the gun is out of his hand, and now, he drops his sword, too. He’s facing the ground and he’s out.

I tried…. I wanted to control…. Not my fucking fault…. SHIT!

After all this, we had to make raids daily to track down all his branches. It took us a total of three weeks since I landed in Tokyo. We managed to achieve success. No, no man from my side has been deadly hurt. Just small injuries. Well, small…. Ones that can be treated fast and back on their feet. Desi went back to LA the second day as she had other things to do. No, I haven’t spoken to Stevie all this time. No message, no nothing. I hadn’t even sleep much as we were on hunt and action.

About the little fucker, Davy? I have even forgotten about him. Had no time for anything. Just depressed and deadly to end this fucking mission. We’ve even saved some American and European girls who were kidnapped, drugged and sent to prostitution. They’re being sent back to their countries and to get help to recover from the trauma. It wasn’t easy at all on the poor girls…. The youngest is 15 and the oldest 22.

I’m on the plane to LA and taking a half-awake nap as I’m so fucking tired and now, I can have some relaxing time.

Monroe is with me and some others. He has just taken the seat next to me.

“Raven? Have just spoken with HQ. They’re on cheerleading mode. The shipment is on hold for inspection and will be burned after. Great job. As always….”

Let me sleep…. I’m so fucked up…. Go away….

I don’t respond and go deep into my sleep but very alert if it’s necessary.

“Raven? We’ve landed. Come on. Wake up….”

What? Oh, yeah….

I wipe my mouth for eventual drooling and get up. He’s not standing up.

“WHAT?! GET UP! I don’t have time for play, Monroe…. Get the fuck up…. I can’t wait for a proper bed….” He smirks at me, but I pull him up by his ear and make him stand up and go to his ‘ouch’ noises. “You little fucker….” I kick his bottom with my right foot.

I open my phone and my memory is full of messages and missed calls while he’s crazy laughing, yet I ignore him now.

I don’t have time now to go through all of you and acknowledge all.… It’s fucking 3:30 am….

The cars to pick us up are outside the plane. It’s our private plane and area.

“Have a good one, Monroe…. We’ll see each other…. Well…. When we’ll see each other…. I’m fucking tired of your fucking face already….”

He smiles and now smirks while I’m getting in my car. Same three Mercedes cars which took me from Davy kid’s house. The one I’m in is in the middle as always. It’s my personal escort.

They take me back to the little fucker’s house.

It’s late…. His ass is probably sleeping or out to party something. It’s Friday now…. At the fucker’s age, he must go and have some fun. Yeah…. Perfect…. I fucking need to fuck the bed…. Any bed. Just to sleep and it’s fine. I’m hungry, too…. But I’ll have some when I’ll wake up. Wonder how’s baby bro…. He must have missed me…. I’ve missed him, too…. So much…. Crazy sis loves you so much…. Can’t wait to see you when I’m up and running. Probably around noon or a bit later…. I’ll see you when you come back from school. Yeah….

I sleep some more in the car.

“Raven? We’re here.”

What? Yeah…. Oh, I’m so fucked up…. My heart is all over the place…. At least I don’t feel like crying…. That’s good…. It’s 4:35 am. Still safe to go to my room and lock myself there to fucking sleep in peace…. God? Let the kid be out of the house, partying with his mates somewhere…. Yeah…. That would be so fucking perfect….

“Alright, boys. See you next time. Sleep well…. I’ll for sure do….” I get down the car and the outside bodyguards from the main entrance greet me with their heads down and open the door for me.

The lights inside are off. I don’t mind as I have memorized the route to my bedroom. I walk there with my eyes closed, like a fucking drunk cat, more like crawling on the large stairs. I feel like kissing each staircase as it seems never ending.

I finally reach the floor I’m in and go silently into the bedroom. All lights are off everywhere. The fucker is either out or sleeping. A dream came true.

That’s it…. I can finally have some peace and quiet…. At least for some hours…. It’s still perfect…. Yeah, Viv…. You can sleep in peace….

I’m with my eyes closed and I shut and lock the door with such silence that no one can hear.

I get off my jacket and throw it on the floor while walking to the bed on automatic as I’m so out in energy….

“Finally…. I fucking need some sleep….” I get off my top as well and my shoes.

I throw them one by one on the floor as I’m fucking hot….

“Get off me, too…. Fucking clothes…. I would fucking take a cold shower…. When you wake up, Viv…. I’m too fucked up now….” I shake my head as I get dizzy and crawl into bed. “Oh! This is so fucking good…. I’m so fucking sore all over…. Pillow…. Where’s the fucking pillow…” I search with my hand the other pillow to take it into my arms and go to sleep.

While doing this, I feel a muscled, massive, naked, and hot body, and I touch it to my increased frustration to understand what’s happening and what’s there. I reach the face and touch it.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS AND WHAT’S HE DOING IN MY ROOM?! I’M SURE I DIDN’T MAKE A MISTAKE WITH THE ROOM!

“Like what you’re feeling, honey?”

WHAT?! DAVY KID?! WHAT THE FUCK?!

I jump out of the bed, only in my leggings and bra, and my heart just stops for a few seconds. He turns on the light from his nightstand. I’m shocked, tired and barely standing. If it wasn’t for the adrenaline from just now, I don’t think I could have jumped out of the bed. I’m standing next to the bed and all out.

“Now you come home? Had a lot of fucking to do, baby…. No phone….” He’s standing up, only in his fucking boxers and I’m backing off, not understanding how I got into the room that has him.

I’m so fucking sure it’s the room he showed me as being mine.

“No text…. No nothing….” He’s so fucked up, pissed off, angry, and I don’t know what more as he has a very crazy stare while I’m certain mine is puzzled and ignorant and fucking sleepy.

He’s coming towards me and I give him my back and on to the door to go out. I really don’t have energy to either speak or get physical with the little fucker. When I’m almost out the door, he catches my hand, sends me with my back on the wall, shuts the door and locks it without losing my eyes which are growing into violence at this point. He smirks.

“DAVY! THIS IS MY FUCKING ROOM! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?! I’M SURE THIS IS MY ROOM! GET OUT! NOW! I REALLY HAVE NO FUCKING ENERGY TO DRAG YOU OUT! BUT IF NECESSARY, I’LL KILL YOUR ASS! OUT!”

Oh! I’ll kill your little ass!

He’s an inch distance from my face, keeping me trapped on the wall with his body and I feel like fainting as the dizziness is hitting me hard now after this.

“Three weeks, Vivian…. Three fucking weeks….”

I fucking regret it wasn’t longer coming to this…. I’m so fucking dizzy and my breathing is so low…. I didn’t have the shot for energy as I was supposed to fucking sleep…. This kid is so fucking annoying….

“Davy, kiddo…. Let go and let me fucking sleep…. I have no energy to stand…. Honestly…. Let’s play games tomorrow…. Just let’s have a break for now. War resumes tomorrow. Come on…. Just fucking let go and I’ll find a fucking room to sleep….” I push him with my last strengths, but the crazy little fucker takes my head and kisses me while I’m struggling to get him off me!

THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?! NO!

I go all lunatic on him, but he doesn’t stop and he’s now ravaging my fucking mouth, taking me on him and I can’t do anything to make him stop! He’s fucking strong and having me tight on him!

STEVIE! HELP! I FEEL LIKE DYING RIGHT NOW! FUCK YOU! I’LL KILL YOU! STEVIE! WAKE UP AND HELP ME! NOW!