Life After Heart Break

Not Now

Asia had a lot of questions the other day, and I hoped I answered them the way she was expecting me to. The only thing I could do was assure her that she and our child would be out of harm's way, although I knew sometimes that would be hard to do, but I would die before I could ever let anything happen to her, my siblings, the children we would have, or the rest of our family.

Mess like that was hard to talk about, especially to a woman who had lost her three babies that should have been here with us celebrating whatever we were. Instead, they were in the ground, and their mother was heartbroken over something one of my stupid men did. I told him not to harm Mai or the children, he killed all of them, and once the news got out that our mafia was the reason Mai Hoàng was dead it was going to be war.

I couldn't believe how bad he f****d up. Now I had to clean it up and find a way to get the heat off of us and on to someone else. That someone else had to be Killer, which was why I was letting him go; he had to be on the streets for the finger to be pointed at him, acting out on his own. However, it was going to piss off Asia once I told her, but it was the right thing to do since the swearing-in was a week away. There she would become my fiancée, and the whole mafia world would know her by name.

"I hope you're working on your speech that you will give at your swearing-in besides that girl."

"That's been done for over a month now. Why can't I think about Asia? She's going to become my wife in the near future, and I like her. I like her a lot."

"Sounds like love." My grandpa spoke as I looked at him, crazy. I liked Asia, but I wouldn't say it was love. We had known each other for some months now, and we had been hanging out for at least nine of those months, but it was too soon for love in my eyes.

"It's too soon...."

"Love has no number on it, Grandson. It comes when it's ready, and it also has a way of sneaking up on people. You love her, and the way she looks at you tells me that she loves you, too. Show her that and treat her like a Queen every waking day. However, you must take what happened to her to heart. She lost three beautiful children. So, don't rush into things. Save the getting-freaky part for your wedding, and trust me, it will be worth it."

"How do you know so much about love? Dad said you didn't love, Grandma, at first." He chuckled, shaking his head. I knew he loved her in the end, but Dad claimed he hated her until his brother was born. Listening to him was the opposite of what he told us.

"Your father was always a liar. Your grandmother and I were betrothed, but we took the time to get to know each other. We fell in love before we knew it and made the wrong move. Months later, your aunt was born, but it was hard being a new dad and mafia boss. It caused problems. I'm not saying that will happen to you, but I want the best for the two of you... And more things, tell her what you are planning to do before you do it. She's your equal, remember that."

"Did you get your driver to come all this way to tell me this?"

"I did, but she needs to know before she hears it from one of your siblings. We all know Quinton has a big mouth, and Kiran... we're not going to even talk about him. When are you going to move her in? This house is big enough for the two of you and more. Your grandmother and I were living together for eight months before we married."

"That's how she ended up pregnant." I laughed as Asia walked in, looking at the two of us. She had a key to my house just as I had one to hers, but she was here more than she was at home. She practically lived here because of our late nights of looking at movies and talking until one of us fell asleep. That someone was always her.

"Did I interrupt anything? Sorry, how are you today, Pa?"

"Better because you are here, Princess, but I was just leaving. Sevyn, remember what I said. It will only hurt in the long run." He spoke as he wheeled out of my office, leaving the two of us alone. Now the only thing I could think of was his words while I watched Asia walk across the room with a leather-tight pen skirt on.

"Did you wear that to work today?”

"Are we judging what I'm wearing now? It's appropriate and knee-length. Plus, I only had female clients today. However, I didn't take you for the jealous type, Mr. Martin." She was trying to get under my skin, but she was right, it was appropriate, but I didn't want her showing off her body like that to anyone but me. Then again, she couldn't help it because she was curvy and sexy.

"I need to tell you something. We need to let Killer go, but it's for a good cause. Hoàng Mafia is going to be looking for the person responsible for Mai's death, and to get the heat off our family, we had to put it on someone else. That someone is the person who did it. I'm sorry, I know I promised... well, my Grandpa promised you could kill him, but..."

"I understand, Sevyn. You needed him for a greater cause; all I want is to see him suffer as my kids did. I hope they burn him alive as he did their daughter, her unborn child, and my babies. I didn't like Mai, but she didn't deserve what he did to them. Even Hendrix didn't deserve that; he could have shot him or something but locking them in their home or whatever he did was cruel as hell." Asia spoke the truth. I would never have told him to do something like that, and Killer knew that. He almost seemed to know Hendrix personally, which gave me an idea.

"I got a picture of Killer. I want to know whether you have seen him before. It's a stretch, but I feel that you may have seen him around when you and Hendrix were together." I said, sliding a picture over to her as she glared at it for a moment before shaking her head. I was hoping she knew him, since I believed they knew each other, but it was a long shot. It didn't mean they knew each other. It just meant she had never seen or heard them talking.

"I thought maybe this killing was personal to Killer. He has never done something like this before. Normally, when he has a job to do, it’s nothing like this. This seemed personal… Something about it doesn't feel right, and it makes me feel that I need to protect you or something from him."

"He had the time to kill me, and he didn't do it. Even if this was personal, he didn't have to kill my babies or Mai. That s**t there was uncalled for, and he knew it... Have you released him?" I stared at her for a moment since I knew what she wanted to do. That wasn't going to happen because I knew Killer had a big mouth and would slip up and say I hired him, not Quinton.

"He was released this morning, and I had to do damage control by calling the Hoàng family to tell them where to look. They will also be at the swearing-in along with other mafias to see me sworn in, and my bride to be brand...."

"Hold Up! Brand? Branded like cattle? Cause I'm not about to do that. I thought that mess was a myth. You actually take a cattle brander and brand people?"

"Yes, you will be branded, but it will mean that you're mine and only mine. We will share the same brand, and you get to get my initials burned right along here." I spoke as I stood kissing her collarbone while she lean into me with a moan. I loved teasing her, and she knew it, but she liked it just as much as I did.

"You're such a tease; are you going to give in and give me what I want? I need to feel loved. I'm not saying that you don't show it now, but I want to be held, made love to, and more."

"When that time comes, I'll make sure you get all of that. I told you this is new to me, and I want to make sure everything will be special for you and me. Sadly, that day will come after we are married. Then you will feel everything that I feel about you. Now, I need your help planning this swearing-in. I hate dealing with color schemes and table placements."

She laughed while I pulled her over to sit in my lap as she wiggled her butt against me. Asia was always doing things she knew would end in her getting her feelings hurt. Yet, I let her play a little before showing her the color scheme as she asked me a million different questions.

"Okay, last question about the color. What colors do the Black Doves represent?"

"Black and burgundy."

"Then the party can be black, burgundy, and gold, but mostly black and burgundy. Don't worry, I'll pick my dress carefully... How will your people feel about you marrying me? I wasn't born into this life, and everything I've been learning is from you and your brothers. What if I mess up?"

I understood where her questions were coming from, but she had nothing to worry about. It didn't matter whether she was mafia-related or not. She was the woman I chose to be my wife, and they had to accept it. Plus, they weren't going to be there to judge my bride to be. They were there to see me become the next Don and for her to become my fiancée. Nothing more or less, and if they had a problem, they could easily see themselves out.

"That's a reasonable question, but who I chose to be my wife is none of their business. I was with you before becoming Don, and it is only reasonable for the woman I love to marry me. They are coming...."

"Wait! Did you admit to loving me?" She questioned as I thought back on what I said. Damn. I said I love her and didn't realize it until she said something. Pa was right, but it was funny to me because I never knew how to love anyone until I met her.

"I... I did, but it's okay if you don't feel the same as I do." Instead of responding with words, Asia quickly turned, straddling me as she pulled me into a kiss. I couldn't help but take control, standing, placing her on my desk while I kissed down her neck to her shoulder. Asia, on the other hand, was pulling at my shirt, but before she could pull it off, I realized what we were about to do, so I quickly pulled away.

"Sevyn, You Can't Be f*****g Serious Right Now! You got me all hot and heavy, then you're hard, but you put it away. You got to get me something... finger me, eat me out, let me suck you off. Please, I need to know that I'm wanted." She pleaded as I stood there looking at her.

"No, not now."