The Cartel Takeover

FLASHBACK Meeting my wife was the happiest day of my life. It was love at first sight. It was like my heart was suffocating me with all these emotions I wasn’t used to. Merely six months later, I was watching her walk down the aisle at our wedding. “ Do you, Remi Junior Black, take Jaycee Elizabeth Ruthborne to be you’re lawful wedded wife” said the judge. Yes, I know what you are thinking. Why is a judge marrying us? Well, that’s because even though my wife comes from money, she is determined to make her own way, her own name and I am more than happy to do anything she wants so long as she lets me . After the wedding was over, we quickly drove to the airport to head to the rest of our lives. We started this journey with two weeks in Madrid, Colombia as my wife wanted to spend our honeymoon in her home country. My wife was adopted as a baby and so she hasn’t been back since the day she was born. Flashback over “Good morning”, I heard coming in a soft whisper. Burnett beauty, love of my life, I thought to myself right before I felt the life being sucked out of me, literally. I pinched my arm to make sure I was not dreaming. “Ouch” nope, not dreaming. Suddenly I became cold. Looking up, I notice what I thought was a dream five seconds ago is indeed not a dream. My sexy beautiful wife bobbing and down on my overly hard c**k. Catching my balls in her silky smooth hand. Before I could stop myself, I grabbed the back of her head; my fist was full of her hair and pushed her head down and my hips thrust up simultaneously, making my c**k explode in the back of her throat. Catching my breath and regaining my senses after my mind-blowing wake-up call. My wife stands up and runs to the bathroom to clean herself up and get ready for work. Today is her first day back to work since getting married. She must be nervous since she has been acting strangely for the last week. Jaycee’s point of view Currently, I am standing in my bathroom brushing my teeth while trying to calm my nerves. Today is my first day back to work since I became Mrs. Jaycee Black a little over three weeks ago now. But that is not why I am nervous. No, I am nervous because while I was on my honeymoon, something I never dreamed would happen, was. You see I was adopted as a baby, my parents were told that my family died in a car wreck and I was born after my mother’s demise with the help of a wonderful nurse who saw the wreck happen. I was five days old when I was brought to my parents in America all the way to Colombia. This is where I chose to have our honeymoon.. It was also here that I discovered everything I knew about myself was a lie. While in Colombia, my husband and I were out exploring a nearby market about a five-minute drive from our hotel. He stopped at a shoe shop and I continued to the shop next door to grab both us a coffee. “ Two Caramel mochas iced with a shot of espresso, please” I asked, hoping this lady speaks English because at that moment I was embarrassed that I never bothered to learn Spanish. The barista looks up at me with an expression I can’t quite describe on her face. Regaining her composure, the lady looks down and asks “can I have a name for the order, please ma’am. “ Jaycee and Remi,” I replied to the woman. Shortly after waiting for my drinks, a well dressed exotic woman walks in from the door behind the counter straight to the lady working on my order, then I notice the lady pointing in my direction. The next second, this exotic beauty was standing mere inches from my face. “umm, hello” I said awkwardly. This is a powerful woman. I can sense an aura around her that terrifies yet excites me all at once. “Jaycee, right?” she says. “yes that’s me” I responded She then grabs me by the hand and pulls me to the backroom from which she came from. When I want to stop walking, I take a second to look at my surroundings. This room is a huge office area about twice the size of the coffee shop up front and right in the middle of the room there is a large table with seven chairs. All filled but one, 2 women and 4 men sitting around the table all staring at me. As I feel my nerves gather in the pit of my stomach, this beautifully exotic woman, I can’t seem to stop staring at the motions for me to go and sit. Then she takes her leave to the closed office door with a desk and glass wall all the way around. And so I did as she wanted. I don't know why, but I felt as though I had to for her. The Unexpected Family Hello Jaycee, I know how this must seem unusual, but my name is Laura Sinaloa and I am your mother. I’m speechless as she continues motioning around the table for each of the other people to introduce themselves. “Christoph Sinaloa, pleased to meet you Jaycee, I’m your brother” the man next to my new found mom said. “Maria Vasquez, and you're my baby sister,” the lady opposite my brother says . “Gregor Vasquez, husband of Maria, Madame” they continued. “Trevor Sinaloa, cousin” “Tyler Vasquez, Gregor’s brother” “ Sienna Vasquez, wife of Tyler, so nice to meet you finally” When they finish their introduction, I am lost. The only sentence I can force out of my mouth which is now extremely dry is “what, this can’t be. how can this be?” Not thinking, I said it loud enough for them to hear as I began to cry unknowingly. My umm….. Mother decided that it was a good idea to calm me down, and since I couldn't really do anything myself, she blew her breath in my face and I smelled an earthy tone with the food she must have eaten earlier and determined that she was blowing weed smoke in my face to calm me down. Like damn mom talking about a drug lord I guess. After I calmed down, I bid them all a farewell, using my husband as an excuse to leave. Also, with the promise that I would hear them out and look into the story myself to make my own decision which I definitely wouldn't have expected, especially with all of these events of today. I then walked back to my husband, then we went to dinner, followed by a wonderful peaceful night's sleep with low, slow music to fall asleep with.