Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 140

Chapter 140: She Made Your Head Unclear 

Callan

My gun was pulled apart while I cleaned the weapon as I was supposed to. It was spread across the living room table along with my short glass of whiskey. I know Bryce called a meeting, I just have no idea why. He said he is on his way home so I figured I am about to find out. Angelo was in the group chat, so I assume he is coming too. If it is about the fucking Shadow mafias, I swear, I am going to string one up by his throat like the cartel love doing to make a point. Right in front of his bosses headquarters or whatever the fuck they call it.  Edwin is a stupid name for an even more stupid guy. If you are  tryna make a name for yourself at least do better research on what team you should be on.

I know what he is doing though, I would do the same just in a smarter and less obvious way. He allied with the weaker group because be plans on using them to destroy me and then betray them, taking inter the Black Knight Cartel. He wants to take Buguma but he he knew if he tried, I would find that as a threat too close to home. I wouldn't allow a new guy on the block. Better the devil you know than one you don't know. I know how Blank Knight function but I don't know this guy and I don't particularly like it. Before I could put together my gun, I was already hearing the ping of the elevator. It let's me know someone is coming up and it was my cousins, Bryce wasn't far behind him. They don't even acknowledge guns at this point, so they ignored my task and poured themselves a glass of what I was drinking before even speaking a word of hello.

“Get to it then,” I said to Bryce since he was the one that called this meeting. I don't like people who beat around the bush, if they have too much to say then what they are saying is probably bullshit.

It only took him a second longer to pull up a chair I have for aesthetic purposes, Angelo took the couch with me.

“I know it has been a taboo name in our conversation but I can't wait any longer to bring this up. Brianna is coming back home in a few days and I need to know how worried I should be about her safety.” He looked at me pointedly.

My hands stopped moving at the mention of her name, but then I continued to clean my gun. With my eyes still cast down, I replied to him.

“If they are brave enough to fuck with the sister of a high ranking official, then they will be ballsier than I thought. Still, you can put some men together for security, I will let you make the call on who.” I gave him my permission.

He might have his own men but they all still fall under my rule. To take them off needs my permission as much as he probably hates to ask.

“How many?” He asked right away, I shrugged but continued with my hands.

“A few, I don't know.”

When I finally did look up, I could see he was studying me and I don't like that shit.

“You need to say something?” I asked.

“This isn't going to be a problem, is it?” He said, I knew what he meant but worked around it.

“I don't know what you are referring to? What a problem aside from those pricks trying to close in on us?” I made it about work because that is what this is.

This isn't about Brianna Fletcher, this is about my left hand man asking for protection over his family. It is a common question when we are having a code red here. Angelo's family is my family which means automatic protection regardless. Bryce didn't immediately say anything, he studied me for a second longer and that pissed me off. After I put my gun back together, I cocked it and glanced back at the two men who were both looking at me.

“I don't like talking about this when you got that loaded gun in your hand.” My smart ass cousin remarked.

“Bryce, keep looking at me like that and I will take it.” I insinuated with my gun in my hand. I like feeling the heavy metal, I like the control over something this dangerous. Bryce gritted his teeth at me, but didn't overly react.

“I am just checking, you have been a loose cannon recently. I would rather know now if problems are going to arise with Brian…” I didn't let him finish.

“Drop it.” I said, he huffed and glanced at Angelo but he did as he was told and dropped the subject.

When he was satisfied with my permission to put protection on the girl, he left but Angelo didn't and I could feel his damn eyes on me which only irks me more.

“Can I help you?” I finally glanced at his way.

“I didn't want to say anything in front of him but I just want to be sure that there isn't actually trouble coming. I need you to focus on this looming war that is in front of us. The girl made your head unclear.” He said, I gritted my teeth and didn't respond for a second. How do I put this lightly?

“Angelo, Brianna isn't the reason why I got more serious about business. I am serious because I want it all, and I will take it all with force. I get what I fucking want.” I snapped at him, he cleared his throat but almost looked to be second guessing his next words. We were an arms length away on the sofa, it is within swinging distance if I put the effort in.

“You didn't get what you wanted though, did you? That was my point, you like control and you had none there.” He said the word he probably should have second guessed a little bit harder.

“Shut the fuck up about this already, you and Bryce talk about it more than I do. That was seven months ago, the amount of pussy I have fucked since then drowned out my reminder of the good fuck she is. And that was all she was, a good fúck.” I gave him a warning instead of a beating for now. He opened and closed his mouth. Good choice. 

“You are still fucking the Vortex girl anyways, aren't you?” I chuckled.

“Yes, I am. Just to pissed Gideon off.”

The idiot wants to marry the girl that has since been dropped after he threatened me during a sit down last year. That was really where all bad blood steams from now. I killed one of his men for pulling a gun on me, beside the girl who was hot. We have somewhat grown up together since her father is the head of his crime family below us.

“If and when I see Gideon again, I will be sure to give him a detailed description of what his ex-fiance's pussy tastes like.” I said and he threw his head back and laughed.

“He has pulled a gun on you for less.” He reminded me, still with an amused smirk.

“Oh, I would love for him to try it again, I withheld killing him the first time out of respect for his father but if he pulls a gun on me again, it will be the last thing he sees before I put a bullet between his eyes.” I said, checking my watch to notice the time.

“Listen, all this talk about murder has me horny. I am calling the girl, so get the hell out of my house.” I deadpanned, he laughed again.

“That was downright sadistic.” He shook his head and bowed out.

“Have a good fúck then.” He added while entering the elevator.

I wasn't kidding when I said I would call the Vortex girl, I sent her a text and no more than ten minutes later she was agreeing to meet up. I don't like these random chicks in my house, even if she is a little mafia princess. I am still the Don and I have enemies. I don't let people know what the inside of my house looks like or how to get there. I certainly don't want to soil my sheets with their pussy juice, I am not even being vain when I say I can make a girl wet. There is living proof walking around all of Port Harcourt, throw a stone at a hot chick and I have probably already fucked her.

Since my gun was put back together, I was already set to leave the house. When she sent me the eggplant emoji with heart eyes and a wet squirt, I knew she was ready for me to fuck