She’djust finished her menstrual cycle so for the past week, I’d gone without, just holding her in my arms and rubbing her stomach. I’d heard women experienced pain, but Charlotte never complained about pain.
“I am.”
Ivan had come and gone out of my territory over the past few months. He didn’t have any new information for me. After he crashed my Christmas, I’d not seen him until the first week of January. Then he’d gone again, only to arrive today as I was intent on dealing with this man.
Charlotte adored him. My wife and Ivan had become quite good friends. I saw it every time they were in the same room together and I had to wonder what it was about Charlotte that Ivan liked.
“I wouldn’t bust up your knuckles too much,” Ivan said.
I stepped away from the man and turned toward Ivan. “Wouldyou like to have a turn?”
Ivan offered me a smile, but then he grabbed a knife from the table and looked at the cocky fucking bastard currently tied to a chair. It was rare for Ivanto do anything or contribute. I knew he could do a lot of scary shit, but he’d rarely did it for anyone to see.
Over the last few months, the Irish mafia and the cartel had gone quiet on me. Quieter than I liked. They were not operating at their usual places, and none of my men knew where they had gone. This was the first activity from them in months. I didn’t like it.
I preferred my assholes to be presentin my territory so I could keep an eye on them. With them in some kind of retreating mode, I had no choice but to take a trip into our currently vacant territory that Ivan seemed to keep an eye on. It wasn’t like him to wait this long to pick a new brigadier. He was up to something, I just didn’t know what.
His instincts had never let him down so far.
Ivan stepped in front of the man, and for several seconds, maybe even minutes, nothing was said or done, and then Ivan struck. He didn’t slash at the man or give a random cut. Ivan slammed the blade right between the man’s legs. From the screams and the angle, I had no doubt Ivan had gone right through the man’s cock, and with the force and speed, it was now stuck to the chair, seeing as the knife stayed upright.
“You can keep moving around. I’m guessing the blade is sharp, so as you move, it will just keep making a hole. A nice big hole through your cock, severing your nerves, making it impossible for you to get an erection again.” Ivan leaned forward. “But, I’ve got a feeling that’s a good thing for the ladies, as I’ve heard about your reputation. You like to rape women, don’t you? You like to force them so they have no fucking choice. You beat them, and then you humiliate them.”
Ivan’s voice was so bland and as I looked at our prisoner, who according to his documents was Stuart Hertz, he had all the ink that linked him to the cartel. He was nothing more than a little puppet for them to play with.
“Please, please, I’ll tell you anything. Please.”
He tutted.”How many women do you make beg? How many times have you listened to them when they asked you to stop? Taking your dick away is a kindness. Only real men know how to use their cock properly, and you’re not a real man.” Ivan stepped back and rubbed his hands together. “I’ve heard this place has rats.”
“Everywhere has rats.”
“Good, with all that blood, they’ll be drawn to him. They’re going to come and eat him, and by morning, he’ll still be alive. I’ll bring my gun and we can shoot the little fuckers off him. Hopefully they would have eaten his dick by then,” Ivan said.
“Wait, wait. I know what you want. I can give you the information you need,” he said.
I looked towardStuart.
“They knowwhat you did to Hank and Benjamin. No one knew if they had talked about their plan to you.”
Ivan blew a raspberry. “Do you think we don’t know this?” He laughed. “Why do you think I sent them back? I had no idea if Hank and Benjamin were working with the cartel or the Irish. They didn’t talk. Their dead bodies talked for me.”Stuart wasn’t going to make it out alive.
“They’re not working together anymore,” Stuart said.
This did make me stop. This was news. “My bosses got information that suggested the Irish were going to attack them before the takeover of this territory was complete. I don’t know how they got that information, but it came at the same time Hank and Benjamin were delivered. Both men were responsible for bringing them together.”
“You’re telling me Hank and Benjamin were the masterminds behind them?”
“No, not masterminds exactly. They had a plan. They figured if they all worked together, then territory by territory, they could take over, and once it all belonged to them, Hank and Benjamin wanted an equal slice of the pie.”
“Well, I’m surprised,” Ivan said.
“You were supposed to be dead,” Stuart said.
The man was sweating but then he did have a knife through his cock, so I’d give him that much.
“I’ve told you what you need to know. Kill me. Get it over with.”Ivan smiled. “What makes you think I’m going to kill you?” He walked over toward the knife and pulled it out. Stuart screamed. “Send him back.”
“No, you can’t do that. They’ll know I talked.”
“You could lie, but you’re notmy mess to figure out. You’re their mess.” Ivan was already leaving my warehouse and I nodded at Vlad to take him back and dump him at one of the cartel’s known places. With that, I followed Ivan out of the warehouse.
“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” I asked.
“Simple, they have to deal with him, and we don’t have any reason to create a war at this time.”
“Are you against a war?” I asked.
“No, I’m not against a war, I think we need one, because since my fake death, some people have gotten a little too cheeky.”
“What exactly do you have planned?”
“A whole lot of things, but we’re not talking about my plans, let’s talk about yours. Where are you going tonight?”
“Why are you so interested in my Valentine’sDay plans?”
“I hate to break it to you, Ive, but out of all my men, you’re the weakest link when it comes to romance. You just don’t have a single romantic bone in your body.”
“My wife doesn’t complain and I’ve handled Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and the New Year, without your help.” I hadto point that out.