Apartment 2B

Apartment 2B

Status: In Progress

Genre: Literary Fiction

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Literary Fiction

Summary

Now on the other side of enemy lines, Alev has to find a way to not only make it out alive, but ensure the survival of her family, friend, and the love of her life. An attraction to an individual who has a hand in her newly forced alliance could prove difficult come time for her to pick sides once and for all. Who will land in the cross-hairs, and will Alev be able to pull the trigger once her sights are set? That is the lingering question desperately needing an answer. An answer that can only be found in one place... [Sequel to The Apartment]

Summary

Now on the other side of enemy lines, Alev has to find a way to not only make it out alive, but ensure the survival of her family, friend, and the love of her life. An attraction to an individual who has a hand in her newly forced alliance could prove difficult come time for her to pick sides once and for all. Who will land in the cross-hairs, and will Alev be able to pull the trigger once her sights are set? That is the lingering question desperately needing an answer. An answer that can only be found in one place...

[Sequel to The Apartment]

Chapter1 (v.1) - Girl Number Five

Author Chapter Note

This is the sequel to The Apartment

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 08, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

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Lights darted through the smoky haze highlighting parts of bodies saturated in sweat as they moved about. Hands tugged at my jacket like tree branches in a shadow infested forest, admirers hoping for a dance. The only reason I was here sat in the enclosed capsule roped off to the public. Reaching the steps that lead up to the area, I looked to see two men standing up; most likely bodyguards. One unhooked the velvet rope allowing me access while the other one slid the door back. A small man rose from his seat with a smile.

“Ah, you made it!” My host clasped his hands together excitedly. “Come, come. Sit down. Have a drink.”

We sat down on the all-white sofa, and I admit I saw memories of my ex and I making out in my former work space. I removed those thoughts from the front of my mind. Tonight I needed no distractions preventing me from proving myself. The task seemed too easy initially, but Trevor quickly pointed out the underlying question which would tell both sides of the coin where my loyalty lied.

Movement in this room appeared in splashy three second frames courtesy of the multi-colored strobe light above us.

“What will you have?” the man asked.

“What do you recommend?”

Mr. White pointed a finger at me with another smile. “I like you already.” He hurried to the sliding door and gave one of the men my drink order. When he returned to his seat, he cut right to it. “As I understand, the Harris brothers have an interest in my neighborhood. No secret it is that their sights are on Salas, whom I have a longstanding relationship with by the way. I don’t see a reason to betray a good man like Antony.”

The door slid open allowing the bodyguard to hand me my beverage. Both pointer fingers resting on his bottom lip, which was partially separated from the top, Mr. White waited in anticipation for my response to his libation of choice. To appease him, I took a second sip allowing the liquid to rest on my tongue giving my taste buds something they could feel. My host giggled like a school girl which took me by surprise. His eyebrows rose, his eyes growing big. I nodded my head giving him an impressed “ah”. In all fairness, the beverage was very good. Inquiring the name, I was surprised. Inhibitions…interesting.

“Salas is a good man.” I set the shot glass on the small table.

“So you agree with me?” Mr. White asked with a hint of confusion, “Tell me, why do this then?”

“Valiant Cleaners has an outstanding reputation, but at some point, one has to want more. Salas is an old dog who is content with staying where he is instead of learning new tricks. Harris Brothers Inc. believes in going beyond impossible limitations. Staying loyal to Salas is a reflection on you more so me.”

Mr. White raised a hand, “Slow down. Let’s not be rude.”

“Never. I’m simply trying to offer a deal that will allow you to take your business to the next level.”

“My role in this area goes back decades. You can’t expect me to just pack up and leave.”

“I expect you to be a smart businessman, Mr. White. Nothing more, nothing less.”

“I feel our definitions of smart may be slightly perpendicular.” My host stood up and went to the entrance, “Let us take a break from business. Allow me to entertain you before refusing your offer.”

A dancer came in the capsulated room wearing an ankle length coat.

“Meet Girl Number Five. I’ll leave you two to get better acquainted.” Mr. White exited the room with a smile on his face.

Girl Number Five walked over to me removing her coat in the process. My mouth fell with it as I looked at the naked woman in heels. Almost intimidated by her boldness, I could do nothing but swallow the tangerine sized lump in my throat.

Five ran her fingers through my hair easing my head back. She was saying something to me, her lips on my neck exciting me with every syllable spoken. My jacket was pushed back by her knees as she climbed on my lap. Feeling that ass on my thighs, my hands instinctively grabbed it. Five smiled as she moved my jacket down my arms some. Slowly she grinded on me with her fingers occasionally traipsing through my small curly fro. Arousal was a slow process. Not because Girl Number Five wasn’t attractive, she was fine as fuck. Five was just taking her time. A question was asked, but words abandoned me when I felt her nipple sliding down my face dipping in my partially opened mouth. This definitely made my pussy jump! The question was repeated. My eyes noticed the other chocolate nipple, now green due to the strobe light, which seemed to slow its transition in changing colors, rising above me. When it was in my mouth, I gently bit down on it.

Girl Number Five moaned slightly, “Alev.”

“Glad you could make it,” I said.

“Couldn’t miss this opportunity,” Number Five replied. My zipper was down now, her finger running over the surface of my underwear along my folds.

“It sure is good to see you—”

“No, no. Call me Girl Number Five.” Her tongue grazed my lips. Sliding my hand up her spine, I took a handful of hair, pulling it lightly. Number Five bit her bottom lip as her upper body drew away from mine. I seized my opportunity to take her nipple in my mouth. My tongue circled it slowly followed by a gentle bite causing the skin to shrivel. Five’s body quivered giving me a chill.

“Alev, I want you. So bad.” The wetness of Girl Number Five’s pussy was dampening my jeans, her clit pulsating against my leg. “Please tell me you don’t have to go tonight.”

Taking her face in my hand, I kissed her briefly.

Girl Number Five refused to break our kiss for which I was grateful. It was smooth like water with a hint of cinnamon, something I would savor. A lie would be told if I said I didn’t miss this. My jacket was removed entirely. Number Five put one of my hands on her breast, the other between her legs though I did not penetrate her. Her tongue was actively showing its presence also. Being that I was on the clock, I didn’t want to let my guard down too much. Allowing myself to get swept away in this woman’s passion would do just that. When her ass was bouncing in my face, I reacted as if we were back at my apartment.

On top of her now, my hands intertwined with hers over her head. Our lips had minimal space between them still there was no rush for them to touch. Erect nipples pressed against my breasts as Number Five’s hips rose to meet mine. She wanted so badly to make love to me. Her expressions of pleasure also showed her pain. Our union, though tantalizing, was bittersweet.

Hands descending from hers glided across her shoulders stopping at her breasts. My tongue enjoyed a nipple whilst my fingertips teased the other.

“Alev…” Her moans were heavenly. “Fuck, Alev. Just smell her.” Number Five’s hips grinded on me then.

Kissing my way down, my nose rubbed against her slightly protruding nub a few times. Her thighs clamped around my head tightly.

Suddenly one of the guards popped in and announced, “Mr. White is returning.”

Girl Number Five pouted before reluctantly getting dressed. Upon his return, she left.

“Now that you have been tended to properly, let us get down to it. Alev, I hate to inform you that I do not wish to relinquish my area to the Harris’.” Mr. White studied me longer then he needed to. I wasn’t going to get angry.

Standing to my feet, my arms opened for a hug. Mr. White smiled awkwardly before embracing me. There’s always a calm before the storm. Holding the small man tightly, I stabbed him in the back of the head with the small blade stashed in my jacket sleeve. Mr. White gasped as his body leaned on me for support.

“Let Death come. Resistance will not save you,” I whispered in his ear.

His body jerked a few more times before going limp. I brushed his hair back before kissing him on the forehead.

Sitting him on the couch, I retrieved a contract given to me by Paul Harris. On it were the names of those who the brothers were targeting. All were big time names that could put Salas out of business for good. Breath escaped me as I set the paper down. With the pen I had, I stuck it in the gash in the back of Mr. White’s head. I signed the contract in his blood. With a needle in each hand, I slid the door open. The men look at me.

“He asked for time to mull over our discussion,” I told them.

A fast paced song came on igniting the crowd. Perfect timing. I stuck them quickly before moving to the music. Though two pairs of eyes looked at me angrily, suspicions were traded for assumptions that I too was excited by the music.

“Good-night, boys.” I left the night club feeling fulfilled at having accomplished my mission all the while letdown that I didn’t see Girl Number Five on my way out.


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