Monday, March 28, 2016

Undercover Superstar - 12

| 2 Days Later |

"Tell Tarin, tonight us a go." Maddox spoke to Janine in the phone.

"Oh hell yes. Do i get to see him before hand? I adore him," she laughed.

"The fuck for? You don't get to fuck him." Maddox raised a brow.

She laughed, "joking. What time?"

"9 pm, my penthouse, no panties."

"You want an outsider in your penthouse ... Okay. I'll bring her."

"Yes my penthouse he's gonna pick her up from there."

"Okay. See you at 9. Want anything?"

"Nope surprise me ..."

| Later |

They arrived a little before 9. Janine walked Tarin to the penthouse elevator, "no drawz right?" Janine lifted up the back of Tarin's dress.

Tarin swatted at her, "naw, none! Do i look cute?" Tarin raised a brow, "would you fuck me?"

Smiling, "yes and yes."

"Good!" She cheesed, "what are you and Asshole doing tonight?"

"Screwing probably." They stepped into the elevator.

"Damn us that all you do?"

"Course not. We ... Date," smiling.

Janine and Tarin got out of the elevator and was met by a guard at the front door. They were let in immediately. Maddox was talking on the phone. Saw Janine and winked at her and puckered his lips at her. She really did bring the old Maddox out.

She smiled and waved at him, then walked Tarin to a sitting room where she couldn't hear him talking, just in case. "Your face is so pretty I hate you," Janine chuckled, talking to Tarin.

"Girl stop.." Tarin blushed, "hard to believe that when you haven't had a man in 2 years."

"It's gettin harder and harder out there for us, girl. That's all."

"Girl shut up, you got a man."

"This is still very new," she laughed, "I'm feeling really excited right now. I don't know why," She tapped her hands on her thighs.

"Excited about ...?"

"I don't know! I'm just happy is all. KB is in the studio RIGHT THIS MINUTE with Pharrell, you're about to get some D and my mother called to yell at me today about a picture of Maddox kissing me on the street," she looked at her a little funny, "she was pissed I didn't tell her."

"Your mom is a trip."

Just as she said that Maddox came over, "Tarin..."

Tarin turned around and then stood up, "yea?"

"Your 'ride' is here," Janine whispered to her as she used her fingers for quotes, then giggled.

"Yea... Geno will take you down.." A huge Samoan stood next to Janine waiting.

Janine hugged Tarin, "text me in the morning," then Tarin waved and left.

A soon as Tarin left, Maddox excused the other guards so him and Janine were alone, "how was your day gorgeous?"

"Perfect. Got some work done, talked to my mom, played with my kitty," she stood on her toes and kissed him.

Maddox pulled her closer as they continued to kiss, he then wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "i got something made for you."

"What is it?" She smelled his cologne, then gently grabbed his butt, "you smell nice."

"Thank you, baby," he kissed her cheek, and then walked back to her with a long box, "go on open it."

She half smiled and pulled the ribbon off, then opened the box. Staring at it a minute, she full-out smiled, "it's ... So ... Beautiful." It was a shotgun with high gloss wood and custom matted chrome. The slide ejector release and trigger were small enough to fit her finger and easy enough for her to slide quickly if needed, "damn ..." She just looked at it, seeing her name engraved on the chrome, "this is amazing. Thank you!" She cheesed still.

"absolutely, tomorrow, we shoot... With our big boy guns.." He smirked

"YES!" She fist pumped and rubbed her hand over it, "this is so dope!"

"You're welcome."

"When are you going to come see Luna?" They walked out of the sitting room and to the couch in the TV room.

"Luna? Your cat? When you come see kunta," he referred to his pet monkey. Offensive yes, but he named the little guy after one of the characters in his favorite movie, roots.

"You named that damn thing Kunta? Where is it? Let me see it."

He laughed, "at the estate... I had a huge cage built for him with lots of trees and vines and shit."

"God," she leaned back on the couch, "what a mess," pausing, "by the way. I'm not wearing any panties either."

"oh, i know, you know the rules. I'm just not ready."

"Was your day ok?" She got up from the couch and went to get her purse from the sitting room. When she came back, she pulled out a small jar of honey and sat it on the table in front of him.

"Yea, it was good, lots of paper work. Yours?"

"2 interviews and some editing work. Album review and mulling over if I want to do an E-Mag."

"Why mull when you can just do it, the sky is your first limit, and next is outer space. Just go for it, the stars are closer than you think." He sat back.

"And it would be a lot more cost effective. It can be accessed by anyone with a net connection ... Which is most these days. And there would be no paper involved and none of that crap," she sighed. A little relieved. "I'll do it. People are coming to me for things now. It's odd, but flattering."

He smiled, "I'm proud of you."

"I'm proud of me too," she removed her shoes, then took the remote and turned on the TV, put her legs across his lap and turned on Archer.

"You up for honesty hour?" He smiled, "we can ask each other anything and no matter what it has to be the truth. Even if its something from the past that we might've questioned.

Janine nodded, "if things don't work out for us ..." She turned the TV down, "what happens? I know things about you ... Although i wouldn't every broadcast it ... Still ..."

"You keep your job, we coexist, unless you betray me."

She nodded, "i can understand that," and rubbed the back of his head.

"Would you ever turn me in or rat me out?"

Janine shook her head. "Two reasons. One, i wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Two, I'm a little soft for you," smirking.

"Aww shucks." He kissed her cheek, "your turn."

"This mafia thing ... Family thing i assume? That fine uncle that left out of here with my Tarinica."

"Both uncles, and my father. Its something i got into after i stopped working for Ricardo."

"You worked for him? Why? And how long?"

"He saved me from being murdered, and when he needed me too return the favor, which was right away, i worked as the enforcer. Specializing in torture, gun, and knife play. I worked for him for almost two years until i killed half his army and escaped to new York where my father lived at the moment. Then i joined My family, and five years later i was a superstar, and posing off the Russians."

"Very cinematic. Is it weird that all those bad things you told me just turned me on?" She frowned and pressed her legs closed a little tighter.

"No, not at all. What else turns you on?"

"All that badass stuff. A fight. Oh my goodness, as juvenile as that sounds, I'd probably rip your clothes off after seeing you fight someone."

He laughed, "show me how."

Her eyes glazed over with delight. "I can't right now," blushing, "it has to be in the moment. Or maybe a crazy man with a gun chases me around my house to try and rape me," Janine took a deep breath and clutched her pearls, "you'd get ridden so hard that night," and laughed.

"Don't threaten me with a good time, "he squeezed her inner thigh.

"No threat," get breathing picked up, "i'm up for that scenario."

"Run it by me again.."

Smiling and standing, "its dark ... I'm home alone and then i hear something," smiling, "i look for where the sound came from and he pops out of nowhere with a gun. I run. He catches me and throws me down."

Maddox grabbed a remote and turned off all the lights and just sat there, he grabbed a gun, that was in one of his many hiding places, removed all the bullets from it, and cocked it, just for effect, he stood as he heard Janine move away from him.

"Oh crap," she backed up smiling, and then ran for the stairs, or where she figured the stairs would be. It wasn't pitch black but it was damn sure dark enough.

Maddox heard her running up the stairs and headed in that direction. He moved up the stairs like he would if he was trying to close in on an enemy.  Hearing her loop to the left side into his bedroom, he shook his head and went another way that allowed him to get in through his closet. He had a bunch of passage ways like this in his penthouse and in his mansion. He knew she'd be expecting him to go the original way.

Janine let out a quiet sigh, standing by the bathroom door. She shuffled around and then stilled, trying to see if she could hear anything but couldn't. She knew Maddox came up the stairs but didn't hear him anywhere. She quietly walked out of the bedroom and down the hall way towards the guest rooms and towards the stairs to look for him, "Maddox ..."

Just as she called him a second time, a hand covered her mouth and she felt something cold and blunt being pressed against her temple, "if you scream, i will fucking kill you. If you fight back, i will fucking kill you, and if you dont get on your knees right now and suck my dick, i will fucking kill you," Maddox spoke convincingly into her ear.

She gasped and then shivered, so turned on she could hardly think and wondering why he went along with it. Wiggling just a little, she slipped down to the floor, then turned around and grabbed his pants. It was dark upstairs and she could hardly see but saw his hand lower with the gun in it. She sighed and stuck his dick in her mouth.

Maddox made a tight grip around  Janine's hair to control the speed she went. He then stopped her from going up and slowly slid her mouth lower on his dick.

She was thinking that this was about to be everything she expected so she made sure his pants fell to the floor and continued sucking. When he let go of her hair, there was her opening. She fell backwards on her butt and took a second to breath, then back up and got up, feeling the stair railing, then inched her way to the stairs and down them again. She was so gonna dream about this later.

Maddox was done  with the foreplay portion. He pulled her up by her hair, bent her over the rail of the banister and put himself inside, drilling the hell out of her.

Doc's Little Girl - 10

| 1 Week Later |

They laid low to survey the news and see if anyone had heard anything. When Janine was satisfied, they headed back to California on a multitude of different flights and their covers in tact. Janine got home and fell into her bed. She hadn't slept most of the trip and she needed to catch up on it desperately. Maddox wasn't informed on when she would be back so he just showed up and found her sleeping with her head under a pillow. Smiling, he got down to his knees and reached over to her, i missed you" he pulled her to the edge of the bed.

"Hey you ..." She mumbled out and then curved her body around him.

"Hey baby," he climbed to the bed, "how are you?"

"Tired but recuperating." Still with her eyes closed, she pulled the cover up over them both and buried her face in his chest, "I missed you."

"Oh yeah? " He ran his hand through her hair.

Nodding, "did you bring sunshine?" She referred to his dick.

"Nah, left it at home?"

She chuckled, "Sunshine is like American Express."

He removed her panties and parted her legs, "you right about that" he licked a few fingers and  then stuck them inside her and began to rub her spot slowly.

Poor Janine still hadn't figured out how to properly flirt so American Express was what she came up with. That next morning, they went out for breakfast and stayed out all day, "I think i should buy you a ring or something ... Right?" Janine asked Maddox in an awkward fashion. They were walking past Tiffany's, "something manly, though. Is that how it works when you want to get married?"

"So you trying to take my manhood away?"

Her eyes widened. She even panicked a little. Maddox was a man ... A real man. She'd never want to threaten his manhood. She just didn't know how a marriage proposal process was supposed to work. "Of course not. But I understood it as whoever asks first. I know that in those black n white films, the woman waited for the proposal but what if I want to propose to you? Do I still have to wait?"

"Janine, don't "

She held her hands up to surrender, "sorry."

"Look i love you, but dont ever in your life get down on one knee and propose to me."

"I got it now."

"Thank you..." he kissed her forehead, "so when can i put a baby in you?  Still two years? "

"Yes, but there's only about 7 months of that left. So ... Soon," she put her head on his arm momentarily, then they started walking before they stopped again to get food from a cart. Janine got a chicken and steak fajita with everything on it except tomatoes. "how many do you want, anyway?"


Janine stopped midbite, "no."

He smiled, "4 at the most."

"I can do that."

"I know you can" he rubbed her ass, "you have come a long way, you know that?"

"You proud of me?" Smiling.

"Yes, and grateful, i wouldn't want to break up with you for remaining weird."

"You REALLY would have put me down that?"

"Fuck yeah Janine, i dont want a woman who cant reciprocate the affection i need. Yeah, ive done a lot of shit, and when i met you, i was this stone wall, but thats not me. I always wanted a good relationship with my father and i didnt care how to go about it and then boom." He looked her in the eyes, "when i met you, i thought you were legit the most beautiful girl ive seen, even more so than Sasha, but the reason i didn't make stronger moves, was that whole weird murdery thing you had goin.  It was a turn off."

 Thankfully, she knew she was still weird and murdery, but not around him. She nodded, "I understand how that can be a turn off. I didn't realize how bad it was. Sasha had to show me."

"Yeah, and i dont care what choose to do outside of you and me, as long as you give me the girl i fell in love with."

"No problem." She bit and chewed up more fajita, swallowed, then said, "you didn't get one."

"I'll eat at home" he rubbed her head.

| Months Later |

 "That's everything. It all looks good. Cubans are attempting to regroup with all new people but they won't be an issue. Mackey is still on board. According to everyone, there is no more Italian Mafia operating inside the United States, just a branch of it headed up by an unknown that is running basically everything. They'll be asking questions soon, I'm sure of it," Carson notified Janine of the entire sweep being completely successful.

"For now. Keep monitoring ... better than the NSA."

"You got it," he paused, "it's ... safe now." He mentioned to Janine, referencing Doc.

Janine nodded, "What of the remaining organizations who knew Doc?"

Carson laughed, "Joseph says they're claiming ignorance. Never heard of him."

Nodding, that was good. That was very good. She'd accomplished her goal. Business was still going as usual. Arms deals were running smoothly, information still being passed and her small corporations she created to clean out dirty money were actually pretty legit. They were good. "I just ... Need to be sure. Thank you. I'll call you later. Enjoy the bonus."

"Already on it," Carson hung up.

Janine ended the call and pulled out a burner, dialing Carmine. "Hello?" He answered.

"Clear." Janine hung up.

Now all she had to do was wait. She knew Carmine would do some checking of his own and that was fine with her. She doubted anyone thought she could clean up the US in 2 years or at all. But when you kill first and not ask questions, things move a little more swift than usual.

| Later that night |

Janine went over to Maddox's with a bottle of wine and groceries in her arm.

Opening the door, "what's up babe?" He took everything from her arms and kissed her lips.

"Absolutely nothing," she kissed him again and closed and locked the door, then followed him to the kitchen.

"Good, what you do all day?"

"Business ... All day. But ... we can make a baby now."

"Oh can we?" His smile grew bigger, "dont tease me with a good time"

"I'm not teasing. We can do this. We're celebrating," she motioned to the wine, "ta da!"

He sat everything down, "oh baby, you have made me the happiest man on earth," he picked her up off the ground.

"I even bought parenting books." She kissed him.

He smiled and kissed on her some more, "we startin tonight" he put her down.

"I threw my birth control out already. Let me make dinner."

He smiled and just kissed her on the head, and then watched her go for the pots and pans, "use the new ones in the box baby."

"Are these Martha Stewart? I love ..." She started pulling the pots and pans out, "Martha Stewart," and put them in the sink to wash when she stopped, "Oh my g o ddddddd," she said in a small whiney girl voice.

Maddox walked to her, "i love you. Its that simple baby," he removed the ring from the pot, "There is no one in this world that I'd rather be with. Will you marry me?"

"God. Yes." And this moment was why she'd killed so many people. No, she wouldn't say that, but she was over the moon.

Maddox put the ring on her finger and grabbed her head to kiss her long and hard, "i love you" he said between the kiss and then hugged her, "now make me dinner, woman."

Smiling, "Okay baby!"

Friday, March 18, 2016

Doc's Little Girl - 9

| Later |

Janine and Sasha retreated to the office once they got back to the house, "What else did you learn?"

"His camp is weak. Still strong in the police departments though. And he is not smart enough to maintain his business operations. He's focusing too hard on one person. Thats a fraction of the competition thats so irrelevant."

When that one person was wiping people out, that's very relevant. Joseph thought she was Asian. Nice. "It's never been a very strong camp but ... having an ally with eyes close by is an asset. Can you set up a phone call for me with him? Tomorrow," she reached into the bottom drawer of her desk and passed Sasha a paper bag with a burner cell in it, "tell him to expect the call around 3."

Sasha nodded and crossed her legs while taking the bag, "plus ive got him wrapped around my finger. No problem."

| 2 Months Later |

Cutting people down from the bottom up, as Doc suggested, wasn't working. Too many experienced unwillingness to work for a woman ... A woman that wasn't blood related to the Ames or Agnello's no matter what Doc had said. So what did Janine do? She fired the lower branch and killed the higher branch. The rest that were in other areas, she disbanded the outfit. Janine needed to bring Doc, her father, home, and would do it by any means necessary.

Only about 20 of Doc's men were respectful enough to stay on the job. The ones who'd been around Janine and Doc together and understood the relationship. They would stay on board, mostly as her personal security. Janine treated them the same as Doc did so nothing for them had changed. In the meantime, she would have them pick up a few guys. She had specific qualifications. 

Inside a warehouse in the dead of night, Janine was having a meeting. She was covered in black from head to toe. All they saw were her eyes and heard her voice, now knowing it was a woman. Roughly twenty men were in the room and one of them was Jerry McKissick. He was recently released from prison after serving 13 years for sexual assault of a minor. The minor was 9 years old. She'd just given all of them the brief overview of what was to be expected of them. Not all of them were as bad off as Jerry, but most of them were. No job or low paying job, halfway house living, homeless, or almost back in jail. She'd just offered them a clean start in exchange for loyalty and a paycheck.

Jerry McKissick, however, had more questions, "you know what we all did. Why would you want us? Don't you think we might hurt you?"

"No." Janine answered quickly and walked up to where Jerry was sitting. "You're a pervert, not stupid. There's a difference. I need an army. I need a level of trust. Small from my end, large from yours. And if any of you walk out of here and I find out any of you said anything, you're dead. You will see me and I will murder you. Screaming."

"I can make you scream, baby," Jerry reached out and put his hand on Janine's hip, then started moving towards her ass. Lighting quick, she pulled a knife out of a sheath in the long sleeve of her black shirt, and stabbed Jerry in the neck, unmoving as he gurgled some of the blood that was squirting out of his neck. She sighed and looked at him as he clutched onto her legs, "disrespect," she said loud enough for everyone to hear. The room was pin drop quiet, "if anyone wants to challenge me ... Now is the time," she backed up from Jerry's dead body and went to a small open space, "be aware that this is a fight to the death." She lifted a finger and crooked it, calling to her anyone who felt willing.

One stood, cracking his knuckles and walking out towards her. He was a big man. Janine shook her head, "shame. I could have really used you." The murmurs started. Janine was only 5 foot 2 inches tall, only modestly muscled but impeccably trained. Doc, personally, trained her, so she was a machine. "Would you like a weapon?" She asked.

"I don't need no weapon to put you down, you little bitch." He was big but not wide. Muscular. He used his downtime in jail for working out. He had healed scars on his body. He'd survived some nice knife fights.

"Disrespect," Janine said and stood there waiting on his slow approach. "Any day now."

He swung at Janine as soon as he got to her. She ducked under him and punched him, a haymaker punch, to the small area in the center of his chest where his ribs met. Air whooshed out of him and he backed up, trying not to hunch forward. Underneath Janine's gloves, she always wore small brass knuckles. Doc always told her not to 'get lazy and think someone can't take a punch. Hit hard enough to break something, every time,' he'd always said. Janine gave the guy no time to recover, she punched him in the jaw, the gut, the kidney, and finally the neck. The blows came in rapid succession. The big man backed up to the wall, face read, she'd crushed his wind pipe. Janine tilted her head to the side, then said to everyone, "this is what the lighter side of disrespect looks like ... That," she pointed to Jerry, "is the darker side. If we have a deal, you may go. I'll meet you back here in 3 days." She pulled back and punched the man, as hard as she could, right in his chest, over his heart. His eyes went wide and he dropped to the ground.

| 8 Months Later |

Janine successfully amassed the army she wanted. Not only were they insanely loyal but were ready and eager to go on missions after they were properly trained. She slept easier knowing they were watching the house around the clock.

Janine still held onto her aloof outward appearance in case any questions came up. More months passed and preparations were nearly complete to begin shutting down opposing operations and bring her 'dad' back home. "I need 30 ... for each location," she was talking to Carson on the phone. "Burners and hand weapons. Preferably switch blades."

"Quick and quiet?" He was making mental notes. Carson was a smart ass tech nerd who used to work for the Pentagon. The Pentagon always employed nerds who would literally spend all day trying to break the Pentagon's encryption. That way, they would find out if the encryption could be broken, how, and how they can keep it from happening again. Carson, had cracked it 3 times, once after every update. Instead of giving him a much needed raise and promotion, they deemed him too dangerous and 'retired him' at the age of 28 with full pension along with signing multiple stacks of paperwork that said he would basically never do any technical job or say he ever worked for the government.

"Yes." Janine responded, "I also want hand guns with high quantity rounds that can be suppressed. I want them in swat gear as well."

"Got it... and should these all happen simultaneously?"

"They must. We're arriving, suiting up, then going in. Your guys have to monitor."

"What will be your point of position, boss?"

"I'll let you know. I'm going for the big fish myself. Just get enough gear for my men." She paused, "wait. I'll need extra when i got to New York to get the Russians. Add an extra 10."

"Absolutely. Anything else from me?"

"That's it. Send me the figures so I can get the money wired to you for purchases."

"Yes ma'am," he said in an excited tone and hung up.

| 3 Months Later |

Janine and her team went to New York and took down the entire Russian outfit that had overwhelmed Doc to the point of leaving. Yvgeny, their top dog, was said to have been the one who 'killed Doc' and would brag about it anywhere he went. Yes, the Italians left the Russians bloody on that last mission, but definitely not dead. They didn't know that. All they knew is that Doc's 'body' had been discovered a mile from their final fight zone. That was good enough for them. Yvgeny was taken back to California and put in that sub basement of the hideout house and left there until Janine could decide what to do with him.

Not long after that, Janine needed to take down anyone who helped the Russians. The Cubans needed to go. Janine and 30 men in SWAT gear were rolling through a Miami, FL suburb in plumbing vans in the middle of the night. They had radio com equipment in their ears, guns, enough bullets on each person to reload 10 times over, and a single blade they kept close to their heart in case worse came to worse. About 5 miles from the compound, Janine radio'd everyone, "Anyone not in our gear ... Dies. None of them walk away. I'm talking maid service, animals, kids, I don't give a fuck. If anyone lives to tell the story, you won't. Understood?" She got grumbles of approval from each appointed captain in each van. Janine, decked out in SWAT gear as well, prepared to go in.

3 vans of men were given a 15 minute head start to deal with the outside guards. With night vision goggles on, they moved quietly throughout the grounds, picking off the outside guards from the tower, perches, and even dogs. When that 15 was up, the front van stormed the gate and inside they went.

By the end of it, Janine had lost only 5 men whose bodies were taken back to the van. Ricardo Montega was found in his safe room with his woman. "Cut communications off to the outside," she said to Carson in the earpiece. Once he signaled it was down, Janine pulled her face gear off and looked at Ricardo, "so who is this?" She referred to his woman.

He looked at her with an unbothered smile, "Bridgette."

"You can go now, honey." Janine told her, also confident she would be taken care of once she left the safe room. Looking back at Ricardo, Janine took a seat and smiled, "sources say you helped the Russians 'off' Doc Ames."

"Please... but i wish I had," he looked to Janine, "my colleagues took care of that."

"Your colleagues? Ygveny and his friends? The ones who were killed in a raid about 3 days ago?"

Ricardo's smile faltered just a little. There was no way anyone could break through Yvgeny's defenses. He was swarmed by people at all times. Was this true? "And ... Who are you, beautiful?"

"Just some muscle ... closing a wound."

"Muscle? That supple body?"

Janine smiled, "you would be surprised. Anything you want to say before you're put to sleep?"

Ricardo laughed, "just do it.." he smoked his cigar, honestly not believe he was about to go down due to a ... Woman. A very small woman.

"Good man," Janine walked out and the firing squad ensued. She passed Bridgette's dead body on the way down a grand staircase, "everyone out," she yelled. When they came out, Carson thumbed up from a van, signaling the coms were back on, "blow that shit and let's get out of here."

10 minutes later, all men were out and the place lit up like the 4th of July. They all piled into the vans to go hold up until they could leave to check in at the next location.

40 miles away, Alonzo Montega met his demise. He wasn't involved, but his twin was Ricardo and Janine couldn't take that chance. Pulling up to Alonzo's, it was already engulfed in flames, "looks like we're right on time," Carson smiled.

"I need confirmation ..." Janine got out of the van but told Carson, "tell D Vaz to bring the body so I can see it myself."

"Afterwards? You never instructed for him to bring the body."

Janine took a deep breath and then nodded, she turned to the 5 other men she rode with, "find D Vaz and bring him to me now. Thank you," then she sat on the inside of the van. New frustration on her face. While they were getting him, Janine asked Carson, "was their any surveillance inside?"

"There was surveillance at all locations."

"Let me see the feed from here ... Before I kill this man." She went to the monitor and leaned on the console. Carson nodded, not sure why a man had to die because she neglected to mention one detail. But in Janine's mind, it was an unspoken rule. She'd worry about that another time. Pulling up the camera feed, he handed the small tablet over to her. Janine watched Montega's execution. At least Alonzo had more spark in him than Ricardo. Alonzo went down shooting even though he lost. Still, there was no body Janine could pick at even though the feed said things were handled properly. And still, Alonzo's body was there when the outside camera feed captured the explosion. After she was done viewing the footage, DVaz appeared, "it's common knowledge that I want to see the body when I'm not personally involved. I'm a woman. Actions speak louder than words. Don't make that mistake again. Let's get ready to pull out." Everyone nodded and they left to the safe house.

Undercover Superstar - 12

| Days Later |

"What kind of place is it?" Janine stood in a closet looking at clothes. They were about to get to a party.

"Stop with all these questions, just throw on a black dress withnounderwear, and be done with it..." He slid on a pair of linen slacks.

She rolled her eyes, her back still turned to him and did as she was told. She strode past him and put the black dress on and picked out some shoes without another word, "is this to your liking?"

"Anything you put on its to my liking ..."

Not long after, they were out of the door, "should have brought a camera," she mumbled to herself. She left her phone and purse at the villa.

"Would you like me to get you one?"

"No. It's fine." Rubbing her hand up his leg, "do you miss being ... Normal?"

"yes. I love fame, i hate who i am... The military side of me. I'm not a nice person."

"Can't picture it ... Don't want to I guess."

"There's certain things about me, I'm dying to tell you, but if i do it'll ruin everything. Us ..."

"Try?" She held his hand, "I don't scare off too easily."

"That's because the shit i got going is bigger than anything you could possibly imagine."

"Is it why you don't sleep much? Or is that just your general rule of thumb?"

"Its exactly why i don't sleep much."

"I see. Alright. I won't give you a hard time about it."

He nodded, "thank you."

| Week Later - New York |

Their sexy time in France ended and they went back to the states. And as promised, Janine put that call in to Ricardo when she settled herself at home, with her cat, after she'd picked her up from Tarin's.

"Heyy girl how was France?" Tarin rolled her eyes.

"Fine? What's the matter with your face?" Janine pointed at Tarin's eyes, then picked up the kitty from the arm of the couch, "hi boo boo."

"Uhh nothing... I'm glad you had a good time though."

"My baby give you any problems?" Then went to the carrier and put her inside while she gathered the rest of the cat supplies.

"No she was sweet."

"So ..." Janine continued to gather, "I was asked to not date anyone else. I don't want to get my hopes up."

"Are you serious? Is he allowed to date anyone else?"

"Those 2 women he had ... Doesn't have them anymore. Hasn't for a month. I didn't even notice cause I was too busy trying to keep it about the sex. It feels like he wants to actually DO something. Did all this cryptic talk about wanting to expose me to his life but doesn't want to ruin us."

"He's a singer what else could be so bad?"

"I think he's just being weird. As busy as he is ... That nigga just being weird."

"Hmmm sooooooo when do i get some good i-talian Dick?" She smirked.

"He's going to set it up so I'll give you as much notice as I can so you can go get waxed," Janine picked up the stuff and started to the door.

"ok, see you later girl.." They hugged and parted ways.

| Later |

Janine was sitting on a chaise un Maddox's office in his penthouse, while he sat at the desk. Cheyenne walked in, "Maddox, what the fuck us this?!" She tossed a stack of papers to his desk.

Maddox looked down at the papers she threw at him, and then at her like he could knock her head off. Janine looked a bit concerned.

"My contract with you is suppose to be over in two months, this says I'm not done for two years what the FUCK, do you think you're doing?"

Maddox shook his head, "i think it might be in your best interest, to lower your goddamn voice ..." Maddox removed his reading glasses, "don't you see, i have a guest?"

"I don't give a fuck about her.." Cheyenne spoke whole heartedly.

Janine raised an eyebrow and sat forward, "what the hell I do to your ass?"

Cheyenne ignored Janine and continued, "I've done every got damn thing you've wanted the past 5 years. I have 2 months, like we originally discussed. Not 2 more years!"

"Last time i checked i make the damn demands," he walked around the desk, "you are so fucking lucky you didn't end up 6 feet under for good for what you and your family did to me. Cheyenne, apologize to Janine for your disrespect."

Cheyenne lifted her chin and held her ground, "I will not apologize to her until you honor our original deal."

"Janine, leave..."

That tone he took made her give a hard swallow, then quietly, and quickly, get up, and leave the room.

As soon as Janine left, Maddox grabbed Cheyenne by her neck and slammed her face to the desk, "if you want to have an adult conversation you better show me some fucking respect. Whether it be private, in front of my woman or wherever, show me some fucking respect. If i have to tell you again, you won't get a chance to redeem yourself, go apologize to Janine, and I'll think about when I'm ready to discuss details!" He released her and pushed her towards the door. She wiped a lone tear from her eyes and went to find Janine.

Janine was across the penthouse, about to take a seat on the couch when Cheyenne walked up to her, "Janine," she cleared her throat.

"Ya?" Standing, Janine was about to fold her arms, then just looked at her.

Her eyes her red, almost not wanting to look her in the eyes, "I'm sorry for the disrespect. Mr Ames will see you now..." She walked off, now balling.

Janine felt bad for the girl. She'd never heard Maddox yell at anyone and wasn't sure if that was all he did based on his comments earlier. When she went back into the office, she took her previous seat and looked at Maddox a moment, "i ... Shouldn't ... Even ... Ask. Right?"

"Ask what Janine? Did she apologize to you?"

"Yes. And she was crying. Completely shaken to her core."

"Serves her right..."

"What did she do to you? What could she have done that was so bad to threaten her life?"

He looked at her and sighed, "you want a lie or can you handle the truth. Seriously ask yourself that!"

"The truth," she told him convincingly and stood back up.

"She and her family tried to take me and my family down. You remember the mysterious accident that landed Maddox Ames in the hospital? She ran me off the road. It was her."

"Wooow ..." Janine sat back down, "okay." Nodding, "she works for you as ... Debt forgiveness?"

"Exactly... She WAS apart of the Russian mafia."

"That cute little thing?" Then paused, "you're dealing with the Russian mafia? That's ... Very bad."

"Oh no.. Dealt. they're gone, for now." He looked into her eyes, "those Russians are bad, but us Italians are worse, because ain't none if those Russians as good of a shot as me, and none of them have the stomach, for the kind of shit I've done and can do. Cheyenne got off so easy, 2 extra years should be nothing to her."

Janine sat back down again with her elbows on her knees and her head down, trying to process this, "this is why you can't sleep ... This is what you didn't want me to see."

"Yes ... Exactly." He sighed, "i pretend well ..." He referred to him being a famous pop singer, "and because of that, my security is thicker than the presidents. Because i may be just a song and dance act to millions, but only a slight few know the truth," he sat back in his chair, "are you afraid of me now?"

She rubbed her forehead and her eyes, then looked at him, "I'm not necessarily afraid but concerned. How do I know you won't do anything bad to me?"

"Because you're my piece of reality, you're loyal, so damn sweet, and every bit of the woman i wanted when i was running around Memphis falling in love with every girl i thought was fly. You make me feel like my old self again."

Now what the fuck was she supposed to say to that? One minute he was talking about killing people and the next minute he was talking sweet to her. But still, she was a sucker for his shit cause she nodded and leaned back on the chaise as she had once been, "ok. I'm convinced."

"Yea? Good, just do me one favor, don't tell anyone my business."

"I am more than certainly keeping my trap shut about this."

"Ok, thank you, and another thing. If you ever see Ricardo Montage again, run the other way and call me, you got it?"

Her eyes widened, "wow ... What ... An ... Ass. When i talked to him, after we got back, i told him i was taken. Ask he said was 'hmm, see you soon.'"

"Yeah, he's trying to get to me through you. This is why. i had you on surveillance-" she cut him off.

"You did WHAT?"

"i put you under surveillance... To protect you"

She started to whine but changed her  mind, "okay ..." The conversation was exhausting and she wasn't going to argue with that logic, "as far as Ricardo ... How much shit was I almost in by dealing with him?"

"Deep shit, he would've killed you without a second thought."

Rolling her eyes, "really a blow to my ego," pausing, "this is why you taught me to shoot ... And rushed me to the club that day. I was talking to him downtown. I'll be damned."

He smiled, "i taught you to shoot because its sexy as fuck."

"Whatever," she grinned, "terrible."