Disclaimer: I do not own anyone, all events are fictional and for entertainment only. Some explicit content included.
Once Paul and his entourage had left, Sofia stepped back inside of the living room area, she continued to pondered what in the hell did Paul know, and secondly, what she was going to do to him. These thoughts inflamed her red hot anger which coursed through her veins at a rapid speed. None of the guests were able to read her thoughts, because her face remained coldly stoic. The last thing she wanted to hear was anyone's fake condolences. Her main focus right now was finding Nikki. She looked to her right and spotted two of her trusted crew members, Damon Salvatore and Dean Ambrose. She signaled them to follow her into the large foyer. Sofia was much different than her father, she surround herself with people that were loyal to her, it didn't matter to her if they were from Latin decent or not, loyalty trumped all in her decision making.
The two wasted little time excusing themselves, and headed to the foyer. Dean took the lead, he and Damon are brothers, but he is the oldest. Needless to say, they have different fathers. Dean placed his hand on the small of Sofia's back, as Damon closed the doors to the living room. Dean could see something was not right, he knew the moment Paul and his entourage arrived it was not going to be good. "Okay Sofia, what the hell is going on?"
Sofia stepped away, and looked in each corner of the foyer to make sure unwanted nosy bodies were not lurking, once she made sure it was safe, she stepped in close to the brothers. "We have a real problem. I need you two, and the twins (Jey & Jimmy) to meet back here after everyone is gone."
Damon sensing her anxiety, lifted her chin up and stared into her eyes. "What did that behemoth want…? And don't say nothing, because Dean and I saw his sickening smirk when he came back from the pool."
Sofia's eyes became very dark with fury. "That prick…" She said loudly. "Dave borrowed money from him, and well, he never paid him back…He is looking to me for the re-payment."
Dean frowned. "Fuck him, he will just have to chuck it up as a bad investment."
Sofia sighed. "Normally I would, but he knows something about Dave's murder. I can't risk it. But, I can send Mr. Levesque a message. You four just be here, and I will fill you in later with my plan."
Damon was not as sure. "You two are missing the bigger picture here. You two do realize this guy has a lot stroke, and muscle. They don't call him the Teflon Don for nothing. He hides behind those casinos, but everyone knows he has deep mafia ties. Besides Sofia, you don't need any more spotlight."
Sofia unfazed by Damon's words. "And he obviously doesn't know who I am. Dave is gone now, and things are going to be run my way. I don't back down to anyone. Damon, you worry too much, the bigger they are, the harder they will fall. And, trust me, Mr. Levesque is going to be taught a very valuable lesson, one he will never forget."
Dean nodded right away, and Damon followed his lead after several seconds. Sofia placed her hand on Damon's shoulder to ensure him she has it under control. "Where is Nicole?"
Dean snickered. "She is upstairs with Johnny boy."
"Good, I will see you two later." Sofia walked upstairs to Nikki's room, she was about to knock, but she heard something very familiar. She leaned against the wall as she knew Nicole should be finishing up at any time.
Inside Nikki's room….Convincing John Cena...
Nikki completely topless, moved her lips up and down the length of his erect cock, slurping at him. Her sucking became harder, and she could hear him groan. She could see that he was watching her with his mouth open, bliss upon his face. Reaching forward, she cupped his balls in her right hand and massage them as she moved.
"Oh, fuck yeah" John growled, tilting his head back. "That feels so good… you keep that up and I'm going to cum."
Nikki moaned in agreement, wanting nothing more than to make him loose his mind. She worked him hard now, and now with her left hand around his shaft, and her right playing with his balls, suddenly he growled at her. "Don't stop, Nicole… I'm gonna cum." Nikki glided her lips relentlessly over his cock.
"Oh, fuck." He groaned long and low and then he grunted as his cock throbbed in her mouth, and he shot his warm thick cum onto her tongue. She swallowed all that he had to give, staying with him even as he pulled her hair.
"Oh my god." His abrupt spasms told her, he was primed and ready to do whatever she wanted. Luckily he was sitting on the bed, because he crashed down onto it, fighting for breath as she continued to lick and clean him with her tongue. "Oh, baby…"
Leaning back on her knees, she smiled as he opened one eye and peered at her, laughing. He stroked his chest lazily and purred like a contented big cat. "That was incredible" John praised, grinning at her.
"Tasted incredible" Nikki complimented back.
"Hm…, come here." Nikki climbed up into his arms, smiling as he positioned her so that she was straddling his lap. He tenderly slapped her backside with his left hand. "Like I said before, I could do this every day…but…." Nikki trailed off.
John reached up and stroked her cheek. "But what…I can take care of you, anything your heart desires, I can give you."
Nikki gave a half smile, and placed her hands on his muscular chest. "You know I mentioned the cops are harassing me, about where I was when Dave was killed. The thing is, I was out shopping, but I didn't buy anything, I don't have any receipts."
John placed his hand over hers. "I can tell them you were with me, I'll back you up. I don't want you stressed out over this."
Nikki smiled boldly. "You do that for me?"
"Consider it done. Besides, we are official now, and it is my responsiblity as your man to make you happy, and stress free."
Nikki kissed him deeply. "Thank you, baby. You truly are the best." She got up from the bed and started to put on her lacy black bra and shirt. "I really wish we could stay in bed, but I really need to get back downstairs. I will come by your place tonight. Okay?"
John was under her spell. He continued to watch her as he got dress. "Okay…But come as soon as you can."
Nikki opened the door, and she saw Sofia. "Everything okay?"
John stepped beside Nikki. "I was just coming downstairs, you must be Sofia…I'm John Cena…So sorry for your loss."
After hearing John scream and moan, Sofia was having a hard time keeping a straight face. "Thank you…I hate to be rude, but I need to steal Nicole away."
John turned and kissed Nikki good-bye. "Hope to see you soon, Sofia." He waved as he walked down the stairs.
Both women could barely retain their giggles as they watched John walk away. Nikki pulled Sofia back into her bedroom, and she fell backwards onto her bed. "I'm set, he is all in."
Sofia leaned against the door. "Good…Because another problem has cropped up…Mr. Levesque had a conversation with Dave on the day of his murder, and he so delicately hinted it was about me." Nikki quickly jumped into a sitting position, Sofia motioned her to listen. "Oh, there is more. My idiot dead husband borrowed money from him, in the tune of fifteen million dollars." (I mistyped in the pervious chapter)
Nikki mirrored Sofia's earlier expression of when she found out. "That stupid fuck…What are you going to do?"
Sofia sat on the bed. "I'm sending Mr. Levesque a message, hopefully that will make him back off."
Nikki smiled. "Why don't you just fuck his brains out…That would be easier."
Sofia frowned. "Yuck…He is a miserable, cocky, self-centered bastard…I would never do him."
Nikki cocked her eyebrow. "Really…I thought he would be right up your alley…You love those muscular types…Not to mention, he is easy on the eyes."
Sofia rolled her eyes. "NO…! I am done with men that have bigger egos than cocks…I'm going to rock his world by hitting his wallet."
Nikki shrugged her shoulders, she trusted Sofia's judgment. "Okay, your the boss. But I still think it would be easier to just fuck him senseless. Look at what I just did, John will do anything for me now."
Sofia glared at Nikki. "I said no, I would never stoop so low as to fuck that...that...Neanderthal."
Nikki left it alone, but she couldn't help but think that there was more to how her cousin was reacting towards Paul.
Three Days Later….
It was midnight at Sofia's club. The music was blaring and the dance floor was crowded. Sofia sat in her VIP section, dressed in a very sexy black Jovani short cocktail dress, embellished with silk cut outs, and plunging neckline. She was surrounded by Dean, Damon, Jey, Jimmy, Nikki, and John. The table was all a buzzed with laughter and clinging of champagne glasses. The group was celebrating Sofia's completed plot against Paul. She had ordered her men to highjack Paul's warehouse full of high-end cars, and then set fire to it.
Every time Sofia pictured Paul's smug face flipping out, she laughed uncontrollably, to the point of tears forming in her eyes. Sofia happily stood as satisfaction tingled her body, and she rose her champagne glass that was filled with Dom Pérignon. "Shh…I have another toast….The key to life…MONEY, POWER, RESPECT…"
Sofia didn't fully understand how right she was. Because at the front entrance of the club, stood Paul and his men staring at the little group. Paul was beyond being pissed off. He was ready to wring her little neck. Paul didn't wait to be searched, he just glared at the attendee working the front door, almost daring him to make a move. The young man stepped aside, and Paul quickly walked over to Sofia's table. Watching her laughing made his blood boil. "We need to talk…RIGHT NOW…!
Sofia held her champagne glass to her red ruby lips, as she stared deep into Paul's eyes. The stare was intense and shook both of them to their core. Both groups stood and watched each of their leaders, they felt the electricity, but each group was paralyzed with fascination of what was about to happen next. Sofia immediately started to smirk, as she heard the DJ playing:
Life's a game but it's not fair
I break the rules so I don't care
So I keep doin' my own thing
Walkin' tall against the rain
Victory's within the mile
Almost there, don't give up now
Only thing that's on my mind
Is who's gonna run this town tonight
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-hey
(Is who's gonna run this town tonight)
Hey-hey-hey-hey
"Irony…Don't you just love it Paul." Sofia held her stare as she continued to smirk.
Paul clinched his teeth as his eyes became dark brown. "You and me…NOW!" He quickly snatch her by the arm. He turned his gaze back to both groups, eyeing them to both stand down.
Sofia narrowed her eyes as she looked up at him. "What's the matter…? Feeling a little burnt?"
Paul pulled her in closer to his chest. "You little…" He stopped himself. "You should be the one worrying about being burned, by an electric chair. Let's go!"
Sofia eyed her group to stand down. "Fine…Follow me…" She briskly walked across the dance floor, not evening waiting for Paul to retort.
Paul was dead on her heels, as she stopped suddenly at her office door. Paul practically had her sandwiched in between the door and his chest. "Can you step back, I have to open the damn door." She huffed heavily.
"Shut up…! And just open it…!"
Sofia flicked on the lights, and pulled Paul in by the arm. "You have twenty seconds…"
Paul stalked over to her, and he towered over her heaving chest. "You don't order me to do any Goddamn thing…"
Sofia started to back up, but quickly realized she was running out of real estate as her ass hit her mahogany desk. "You don't scare me, so just stop being an oversized ape!"
Paul flashed a wicked grin, and then stalked into her personal space again. "Fun and games are over…Your little stunt is going to cost you dearly…The way I see it, you have one of two choices…First, you can pay me not only Dave's debt, but the entire cost of what you destroyed in that warehouse…Or secondly, you can pay with your life…Just try me…!"
"You don't have the cojones to smoke me…" Sofia's heart was racing, as she desperately tried to get some distance, but it was hopeless.
Paul used his large hand and grabbed her hand, and placed it on his cock. Sofia swallowed hard as her hand enclosed around his cock, her previous thought of him being small was erased. He laughed at her expression. "No princess, I have the big cojones to wipe you out…" The heat was hotter than they both ever expected it to be, and their shallow hot breathing was proof of it. "So what is it going to be…Ten seconds to make up your mind."
"Alright…But you have to give me more time…"
"And why would I do that…Weren't you just boasting about MONEY, POWER, RESPECT…No more fucking stalling!"
Sofia realizing she was still holding him by the sudden twitch of his cock, she slowly dropped her hand, and batted her eyes. "I need to get it from Columbia…And I will need your plane to get there…"
Paul also realizing his sudden growing problem, stepped back from her. "Do I look stupid to you? I am not helping you leave the country to get lost in the jungle of Columbia."
Sofia rolled her eyes. "I can't very well walk into the airport and buy a ticket to go there. And I can't withdraw that kind of money from the bank here that will raise too many red flags. So, if you want your damn money, I need to go to Columbia to get it."
Paul looked her up and down and now stood behind her, his hot breath on her neck. "Alright, but I will be going with you, to keep my eye on you. Any tricks, and you won't make it back to the US."
Sofia was seething within. "You gotta be kidding me…You can trust me…"
Paul burst into laughter. "I ain't Dave...I would trust an anaconda more than I would ever trust you. You want to go, I go too."
Sofia suddenly thought about it, and she laughed to herself, him amongst all her people, he would be begging to go home within hours, or so she thought. "Okay…Gringo…"
"Ha…Ha…Ha…Just have your ass ready tomorrow morning, six a.m."
Sofia practically fell over. "Are you out of your mind that is too damn early?"
Paul placed one hand around her waist. "My plane…My rules…" He let her go and started towards the door.
Sofia waited until he shut the door, and she threw a vase at the door. "I HATE YOU...YOU SON OF A BITCH...WE WILL SEE WHO HAS THE LAST LAUGH!"
TBC…Thank you for reading…This is a new fic, so I really need your feedback/reviews/follows to determine if I should continue or trash it…Sofia and Paul are very similar, but time will tell what their fate will be….Love or War in Columbia...As always, opinions and suggestions are welcomed…Thanks XOXO….