Storms are brewing in the north and the south. Darrell, the Hansons, the LeRouxs and Lizzy.
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Back in Chicago
Antonio Vega or as Evie Gorder knew him, Darrel Smith silently sat behind his imposing desk and watched the Chicago sky darken. This disrespectful bitch, Evangeline, was really starting to piss him off. He tried to play the nice guy but apparently she didn't like that. He immediately growled out his frustrations. She was the only source of frustration for him and she was beginning to become a major one. Vega had walked into the high end furniture/manufacturing business looking to make connects and maybe bribe someone that worked there to help him smuggle his drugs into the country from his native country Venezuela. As the head of the Vega Cartel family, he prided himself on a few things. The first was being able to get his product into the country without getting caught and the second was seizing any and every advantage when he saw one. Vega thought that he could easily pay any man off or seduce any woman that worked at the store to get what he needed.
His plans only solidified when his eyes first landed on her. She was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. She had smooth brown skin and long hair, all he could imagine doing was pulling her hair until her scalp hurt. That thought made him instantly want to bend her over one of those ten thousand dollar couches and fuck her into submission. The way she sensually moved around the store drove his lust higher and her total unconsciousness of it fed it even more. He put on pleasantries and began to engage her. At first she was weary of him but that didn't detour him. Using one of his aliases he dropped a considerable amount of money on some furniture and on she began to get comfortable with him and he finally secured a date.
Once out of the store he had his men do a thorough background check on her. Vega always made sure that he had enough dirt on any of the people he proposed to get involved with beforehand. By the time their date had rolled around his men found almost nothing on her. She was as clean as freshly fallen snow. No record, no jail time, no DUIs, she didn't even have a damn speeding ticket. She had no family to speak of and the only people his men had saw her with were two other black women around her age. There records were just as plain as hers. The only thing that stood out to him was her bank accounts he had obtained through some connections. She was rich as hell. It showed that she had twenty million dollars sitting there in the bank, which was just sitting there accumulating interest. The back-story was that her father had built some company from the ground up and when he died, he left it to her and his wife. And when the mother died she sold the company and had the money put into bank accounts.
His fortune was vast on it's own but why use his money when he could steal hers. The plan was to seduce her; he was looking forward to doing that anyway, and then get his hands on her money. He had even thought about keeping her alive and having her as a mistress if the pussy was good. His men told him that she hadn't had any male companions in awhile so he didn't have to kill anyone yet. After there first date, he became obsessed with her. He quickly figured out that she would never help with the smuggling. She was so innocent and naïve it was laughable. Because of that he actually held off from bedding her, she was a like a damn frightened rabbit whenever he brought up sex. Fuck, he could have sworn she was a virgin.
Looking back, Vega thought that had been where he went wrong. In his abstaining from her, he genuinely became infatuated with her and thought everything was going well. To his utter surprise she felt differently. Three months, three fucking months his simple infatuation had turned into obsession. It wasn't just about the money anymore. No, it was so much more than that. She had the gall to deny him. HIM! Antonio Jose Vega! But that was soon to be remedied. The nice guy was gone instead the resident psychopath was now in the building. When his men found her he was going to teach her a thing or two about her grievous mistake. Maybe he would start with those two friends of hers, Michelle and Chelsea. He sneered in distain. Those two little slut whores had put there noses into his business and had him kicked up of a club. Those bitches would pay and pay dearly. Maybe he would let her watch as he had his crew rape and kill those sluts so she understood who really held the power in their relationship. That was when they had a relationship one that she would regret snubbing her nose at and she would regret it very soon.
He was so mad that night that he ended up personally killing the bodyguards that threw him out that night. Putting two bullets each in those two jackasses only did so much to appease his temper. Yes, they would be back with her any minute now. He would then show her who was running things and to whom she belonged. His dick was getting hard at the thought of what he was going to do to her once she got here. Vega's sex drive had been on over load and he had his men bring him women that looked like Evangeline to appease his appetite. That wasn't working anymore and the last one they brought him... he killed. He fucked her from behind because he didn't want to see her face and as he came he roared out Evangeline's name. After collapsing on the bed next to the woman his thought never left Evangeline. The woman rolled over and in her lust filled haze and mumbled something about her name not being Evangeline. It was Kim, she had said. And that's when he snapped. He pounced on her and choked the life out of her before she could even put up a struggle.
The thought of that actually turned him on. That's what he was going to do to her when she got there. He was going to have her spread eagle on his desk fucking her while he choked her. No, he wasn't going to kill her but the thought of having her life in his hands made his dick twitch. She was going to be around for a long time. He even liked the idea of fucking her every chance he got until she became pregnant. Vega was 35, a perfect time as any to start have a family he thought twistedly. Picturing her round with his child had his dick throbbing. Life was looking up for him all of a sudden and he couldn't help but smile as he absently adjusted him self, he slacks were becoming unbearably tight. But he would have them off in a minute so it was ok for the moment.
Antonio was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't hear when his top man Carlos came into his office. Carlos came in with two other top lieutenants and cleared his throat letting Vega know that they were back. Vega was smiling when he turned around in the chair and Carlos and the other two men took a step back. He knew that his boss was about to unleash hell. That's why he asked the other two to accompany him in the office to face Vega because once he found out that Evangeline was gone his boss was going to loose it.
Personally he couldn't understand why his boss was obsessed with the timid black women. Yeah she was beautiful but her doe eye innocence and all around boringness turned him off. His boss could do better. He thought Vega was a very powerful man standing at six three, handsome looks and was in perfect shape. All he had to do was snap his fingers and women would fall at his feet. He really hoped that his boss didn't kill the messenger, especially since HE was the messenger. Vega was smiling and looking around them to see where Evangeline was.
"Well where is she?" he asked expectantly. The men behind him immediately began to fidget.
"Boss, she's gone." Carlos said to Vega. No sugar coating shit. Vega's smile fell instantly and he stood up.
"What do you mean she's gone? How could that even be god damned possible?! I thought I told you to have someone watching her at all times!" Vega yelled.
"I did and the man was at his post when we arrived to her place. I was told there hadn't been any activity so far. I knocked on the door but no one answered so I let myself in. By the looks of it she packed a suitcase or two and had left earlier in the morning when the guard was sleep. Her car was still in it's spot so I made some calls and found out that a cab came to pick her up around five this morning." Carlos said. He was just waiting for the explosion to come. But all he was getting was cold stares and silence and that sent chills racing down his spine.
"I had people go to her office and rumor is that she went on a month long vacation but they don't know where. So I immediately had our people trail her two friends. One was at work and the other one was buying traveling luggage. I'm guessing that they are going to meet up with her. There hasn't been any activity yet on her credit cards so if we follow them they will lead us to her. And-" Carlos was cut off.
