BEYOND TOMORROW

Chapter 4

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CHAPTER 4



Anna

The next day I met with my friend Tracy at Copeland's for dinner. I told her all about the gala. I told her about Marcus too. She said, well, you know how that b***h is, anything that can be f****d, and will let him he is there. I told her that his face went slack and white when he saw me after he stepped out of that bathroom. Baby, I slapped the s**t out of him, then kicked him in the f*****g balls, and the best part: I pulled my investment in his company get that b***h to help you motherfucker. I did ask him if she liked how I taste; his eyes went wide as the f**k. I thought it was a good qustion. Tracy falls out laughing, but then the b***h walks out with my rock; our eyes meet again but not as long. I look back at her and smile; this b***h got a death wish. All in good time, I say to myself. We start talking about my next case. Over our dinner, Marcus calls again; I tell him to go f**k himself. He keeps asking why I am mad. I tell him he crossed a line when he f****d with my rock, and I collected all the debts in blood. On my way

home, I call Enzo, my godfather, to see if he could find any info on my rock. Enzo saved my life once he found me, took me in, and gave me a place to stay. He taught me how to protect myself. How to read people, how to read a room. Enzo, an Italian, was good-looking but dangerous. He said, " Give him a few hours to see what he could find, but nothing is free I told him I know, and I will be waiting. I made it home and went to my home gym. I started to run.

Flashback dream

I was running in dark woods, and it was raining. I'm not sure why I was running, but I

was running. I'm not 100% sure of what I was running from or what I was running to. I know I wasn't afraid. There was no fear, no nothing. Just me, running. And this is the best time for my demons, my darkness, me, the real me, to come out and shine. Something told me to look behind me, and when I did, I saw a pair of deep green eyes, and I knew it was my rock. And that's just a thrill down my spine. Up ahead, I saw a massive tree. I decided I would run behind it and take a look to see if it was him. I made it to the tree, and when I went to look around to see if it was him, a massive hand covered my mouth. My front was facing the tree,

my back to him. I could feel him. He was hard already. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "I got you. I found you. You're mine." Did you enjoy f*****g Marcus? Did you enjoy f*****g your wife? " I counter. He starts kissing me on my neck. More like a lick-kiss. He tells me, "You

don't seem like the jealous type." I say, "Then you don't know me that well. Especially if you're mine." Am I yours? He asks me. I say, "You're f*****g right. Now prove it," he tells me, You first." I start grinding my ass against the bulge in his pants. He moans, throwing his head back. All of a sudden, he flips me around and starts kissing me roughly. Our tongues go to war

with each other, biting, nipping. At some point, I could swear I tasted blood. But I don't care. At some point, we're both gonna give in to our inhibitions anyway. We'll be f*****g savages. He squeezed my breast almost painfully, but I love it. Show me your darkness. Give me your darkness. I'll take it all. All of it. All, I say. The kiss turns even more heated, even more animalistic. We start ripping each other's clothes off. We're not even thinking right now.

We're just letting our bodies do it for us. His beast is about to come and play with my beast, and I think he's gonna be in for a rude awakening, because I'm not giving the f**k up. I never submit. I never yield. So just when I think he's lost to his inhibitions, his mind isn't thinking, he's not focused, I grab him by the throat, painfully by the throat, flipping us around, slamming him against the trunk of the tree. He's a bit surprised by my strength. But don't worry, I won't hurt him that badly. I rip his shirt. I pull his boxer briefs down with his pants. And my God, my rock is packing. A good ten inches, maybe more. I can work with that. I reach

out, I grab him, and I'm not gentle—very painfully. He moans, arching his back, leaning his head back against the tree. I start stroking him in a circular motion. Adding a twist as I go down. He's moaning, just like that, baby. Keep doing it for me, just like that. So I pick up my speed and my rhythm and keep adding the twist. We're still kissing, I kiss down his neck, his chest, his abs, till I get to the head of his d**k. I lick it from the base to the tip and swirl my tongue around it. He fixed my hair, leaning my head back so I looked up at him and told me, Take every last f*****g inch of me, baby." I open my mouth and do just that. He leans his head back and yells, "f**k yes!" I suck hard and slow at first. Let him get used to me. Then, I pick up my pace. But I'm still sucking him hard. So hard that I'm gonna get the

very life essence and soul out of his body through his f*****g d**k. He starts thrusting in my mouth, f*****g my face, and I f*****g love it. He goes hard, and I tap his leg to tell him to go harder. Another tab. Another tab. Another tab. Another tab. He looks down. I don't wanna hurt you. I pull my face back and stop sucking him for a moment and tell him, "Show me your

darkness. Give me your darkness. I want it all. Can you give it to me all?" he looks me in the eye and tells me, "You don't know what you're asking me for." I say, "I do. Show me your darkness. I'm not afraid." "Why are you? I can take it. Can you?" Without any explanation or waiting, he grabs my hair roughly, painfully, and slams my face down on his d**k and starts f*****g me with savage thrusts in my damn mouth. That's it, baby. f**k my face. His body starts to spasm irregularly, and I know he's on his edge. I know he's about to come. And I'm

ready. Give it to me. Give it all to me. And he does just that. And when I've sucked every last drop that he's gonna give me, I start kissing my way back up his body. It's just his neck and then his lips. And he doesn't hesitate for a single f*****g second to open his mouth and let me put my tongue in. All of a sudden, I'm back up against the tree. I don't know what the hell

is going on. I thought he was done, but apparently not. He takes both hands under my legs and hoists them up, making my body scrub up against the tree. This is the most beautiful pain I've ever felt. Then, when my p***y is at his face, he dives in like a man who has been starving for years. My hands go to his head, pushing him closer to where I will need him to be. He inserts three digits, and his thumb circles my c**t. While his tongue flicks and plays with it, then he sucks it into his mouth. All I can do is yell, " My God, yes, yes, yes, yes. He takes turns with his tongue and his thumb while inserting the digits. The buildup is beautiful. All of a sudden, I come all over his face, and he swallowed it all up. He slowly lowers me down on his waiting d**k. Then when he's finally seated, fully covered, he starts thrusting painfully. I say yes, more, harder, faster. Both of us are moaning, both of our heads are thrown back, with our eyes closed, lost in the bliss. Then we start kissing and biting again. He's pounding into me with relentless force. And still, I'm begging for more. Your darkness is not out yet. Your darkness hasn't reached mine. You have not met my demons yet. I have not met yours. You're still holding back. Stop. Release. Show me. And when I said that, it must have triggered something. It must have unlocked something because he picks up his speed, going harder and faster, and I'm yelling, yes, yes, yes. So all of a sudden, I grabbed him by the throat, putting him on the ground. I sank myself onto him, and then, trust me, it wasn't gentle, but my hand is still around his throat. I start grinding on myself on him. I'm moving so fast with such abandonment that I think I'm hurting him. But all of a sudden, he grabs my hips and starts pounding me harder down on him. He arches his back off the ground, eyes closed, yelling, Yes, yes, that's it, baby. Show me you love me." Again, the buildup is so great. It's so beautiful, so painful. We both come together. All of a sudden, he puts me on all fours and rams right in my f*****g ass. I yell, but yes, it felt f*****g good. He's not gentle. He's not slowing down. He keeps going. He keeps going and going and going, faster, harder, faster, harder. All of a sudden, he puts his hand over my nose, cutting off my air supply. When I think I'm gonna die, he releases me, and I come instantly, as does he. We lay in each other in the rain, still kissing each other. End

I finish my workout; Enzo calls. I head to the underground fight. I put myself through law school doing this for Enzo back in the day. So he knows I won't lose this fight. The guy is big, 6'2", 265 pounds, all brawn, no brains, with a small d**k. I entered a ring. The ref tells us to start the fight. He stalks towards me, swinging right. I dodge and go for the left. I hit him with a spinning kick. He stumbles back but doesn't fall. Good boy. He comes at me again. I do a fake. He stumbles back again. I do it again just with a different combo. He comes at me again. I roll between his legs, knocking them out from under him; he falls to the mat. He gets back up, steadying himself, and looking at me like I'm some f*****g disease. There's so much f*****g anger there. I don't understand why. I'm a girl. He's a guy. He's way bigger than me. He should be able to whoop my ass, right? When he comes at me this time, I do a straight right hook. As he falls to one knee, I do a straight uppercut on his ass, and then to follow that up, I do a spinning roundhouse kick on him. He charges this time. I flip over him and hit him upside the head. By now he should be pretty mad. Pissed, I would say. So he's gonna do something stupid. Only this time, when he charges, he tries to swing at a right. I catch the right, break his arm, and pin him to the mat. I say to myself, "What do you say?" No surprise there. I win again. Enzo gives me the information. I go home and review it. My rock's name is Xavier. He's been married for five years. He's the CEO of his own company. And a bunch of other stuff that I'm not interested in. He also gave me some information on the wife and the wife's family. The wife's brother, Chase, is a drug addict. I might be able to work with

that. But again, this b***h has gotta go. She had the nerve and the audacity to cause my rock pain. I am her enemy, and she is about to see me. I am a force to be f*****g reckoned with, especially when you cross my bottom line. This b***h has a death wish, and I am going to collect. AKA, Xavier is mine. He is my rock, mine, and mine alone.**を*えるものは*もありま

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Xavier

We pull up to my father-in-law’s house. I know it’s important if he wants to meet here. My wife and I didn’t speak the whole ride over. I pull up to the gate and let the keeper know we’re here. He lets us in. We drive up the long driveway. My father-in-law built this house on six acres of land. He built it with security and style in mind. My mother-in-law is the real designer, though.

The house is three stories tall with a spiral staircase. They had an elevator built in. The outside of the house is all white. The inside is dark green. I guess it’s her favorite color. We pull up and park. I head to the front door with my wife close behind. My mother-in-law

opens the door.

“Hello, Xavier”

“Hello, Sylvia”

She goes to greet and hug her daughter

“Hello, Naomi”

“Hello, Mother”

She looks at her daughter and sees her neck What the f**k happened to your neck?”I almost strangled her to death.”

Before I knew what hit me, Sylvia had stabbed me in my arm. Where the f**k did that knifecome from. You know better than ever to put your hands on my daughter”

“Why don’t you ask her what she did?” I ask her calmly

“Naomi, what did you do?”

“I may or may not have cheated on him”

And I’m angry all over again

“She f****d a random in the bathroom of the Gala like a cheap, easy hoe”

Sylvia turns toward her daughter and backhands the f**k out of her. I smirk

“You stupid b***h. I did not raise you to be opening your legs to some random d**k in a

bathroom. Do you even know his name?”

My wife is silent.

My mother-in-law calms down

“We will discuss this later. We have more important things to deal with right now than my hoe

of a daughter.”

“Xavier, come into my study, and I’ll clean that wound”

That’s the closest to an apology I am getting. Honestly, I forgave her as soon as she

backhanded Naomi. I sit down as she tends to my wound. She’s protective of her kids even

when they are pieces of s**t. I respect her for that. I wish my mother were like that. She really

stabbed me good. It hurts like hell, but I’ve had worse. Thankfully, she only stabbed me in the

arm. I’m sure if I were anyone else, she would have killed me where I stood without a second

thought. With her background as an ex-military nurse and sniper, she could have done it

quickly. Once she finishes, she looks at me and smiles

“I know you are important to my husband’s business affairs, but if you ever put your hands on

my daughter again, you’ll be dead, dead”

The color drains from my face. How in the f**k does she know about Lily? Brandon doesn’t

even know about Lily. Before I can ask her, my father-in-law comes in to get me. He looks at

my arm and his wife. He doesn’t say anything and leads me to his private business room. I see

my brother-in-law, Chase, looking higher than a kite. I also see my father-in-law’s lawyer, Kevin, and Jason.

“Hello, Xavi,” Chase says, smiling

“I told you not to call me that,” I state firmly

“Xavi, Xavi, Xavi.”

I walk up to him and punch him square in the jaw. I punch him twice in the stomach, watching

as he falls on his ass

“Say it now, b***h boy. I can’t hear you”

“He stays silent”

That’s what I thought. Jason smirks, and my father-in-law watches silently

“Good to see you haven’t lost your strength”

“Why am I here, Brandon?”

“It would appear that my i***t crackhead of a son has gotten into some trouble, per usual. He

stole 10 kg of cocaine from a local drug dealer. The drug dealer isn’t the problem, but his boss

is. If I don’t want a war to start, I’m gonna owe him a favor. That’s not all, though. Genius over

here also got pulled over with the cocaine in the car. It took every legal and a few illegal favors I

had to get him out on bail. He’s on house arrest, so he’ll be stuck at home until his court date. With

this being strike #3, he is looking at life in prison. As much as I would love for his ass to be

locked up and not my problem anymore, my wife will kill every cop, judge, and witness to

prevent that. “

“ What does that have to do with me? I say lock his b***h ass up”

“ I need you to convince Anna to represent him.”

“Anna, as in #1 lawyer in the state and has never lost a case, Anna. That Anna.”

I look over to my father-in-law’s lawyer, Kevin

“Can’t you just keep him out of jail? It is your f*****g job after all”

“And I’ve been doing my f*****g job. How do you think his b***h ass has been free this long”

My father-in-law speaks.

“Anna is the best lawyer and his best shot at freedom “

“How am I even supposed to convince her? I can’t just walk into her building and speak with

her”

“ I’m gonna set up a meeting. Let’s say we have a common associate”

I sigh. “It’s not going to work”

“It's better, or we are going to be cleaning up a lot of dead bodies”

I think about it. “Do I have a choice?”

“No, you don’t. Chase and Kevin, leave us. I need to talk to Jason and Xavier privately.”

Kevin says his goodbyes and leaves

“And I can’t hear,” Chase asks

“Sorry, but this meeting is for the big boys and not little bitches” I say

Chase walks up to me like he wants to hit me. Oh, he must be smoking that good shit

“Do it, b***h boy. Give me a reason to kill you finally.”

Chase thinks about it but ultimately decides to leave. I guess he is smarter than he looks, even

though I would have loved to have ended this all here and now

“Someone’s fired up. I don’t know what happened, and I don’t care if it means I get this side.

Are you ready to finally let the darkness out?”

I think about my wife f*****g another man and threatening my blue-eyed future.

“Yeah, I think I am ready”

“Excellent. Jason, get the car ready. We are going to see Enzo.”