Dangerous Fever II- 10

Freek-A-Leek is on. I push my way through the crowd.

"Phai, Alex just showed up. He has an escort with him as well.

"Really?" I smile. I blush. I glow.

"Yea. Where's your location?"

I can hardly hear him because of the music. I leave the party area and go through the door Bessus and his men went through. "I'm following Bessus."

I go up the stairs and there before me is a private room they had entered. "Okay. Be around until Alex shows up."

I take a deep breath. I can't wait. Then I enter the room. I pretend to be their personal waiter.

Bessus is sitting on a large cushioned red chair with a champagne glass in his hand. He is decked out with jewels. His suit is light green, with white buttons. He is wearing white business shoes. The other men are sitting down. The chairs are seated in a semi circle and there is a glass thin round table in the center. They are laughing like old proper men in a discussion. I overhear them. I play it smooth.

The upstairs is much more formal than the area downstairs.

"Where is this Lord Darian's sponsor?" one of the executives ask while handing a whore waitress a black suit case. She takes it and brings it into another restricted room.

"Who knows? It's one thing, the man can not be trusted." The second one responds with scoff.

"We are just going to have to see how well this man does business." Bessus responds with lack of confidence in whoever they're talking about and they must be talking about Alex. "I personally don't see the point of doing business with a traitor to the company but Darian seems to think he's special."

I go over to the council's side and offer to pour him more drink. I pretend to be naïve and young just like the girl waiters.

Bessus stops in the middle of his discussion and eyes me with a pleasing smile. "Oh and who are you?"

"I am your waiter, for tonight." I say as expected.

"My, my, aren't you breathtaking."

"Thank you, sir." I pretend to blush and I'm good at it.

He just stares at me with a simple smile. I can tell he's already a little tipsy from the drink. "Why are you waiting on my service? You should be a goddamn model."

"That kind of thing isn't for me." I say politely and proceed on to serving the rest of the men drinks.

"Oh yea, okay." He keeps a horny eye on me.

They don't even thank me. They make mean remarks about what kind of things they would do to me though. "I would fuck this soft ass." One expresses while touching me. The others laugh. I back away and then head hastily towards the door. But I am stopped.

"Wait boy, turn around." I stop. I swallow and now I am nervous. I turn slowly towards him.

"Yes sir. Is their anything else I can do for you?"

"Yes, you can come here for a quick second."

I nervously make my way over to him. Bessus antagonizes me and flirts with me.

"I like your accent. It's quite foreign and sexy."

"Thank you, sir." I keep my eyes downward.

"Have you ever had dick in you?' the fourth executive remarks rudely.

I shake my head a little. "I have a girlfriend. Sorry."

"Is your girl prettier than you are? Or is that for us to judge." Bessus snickers.

I ignore what more they have to say.

Bessus keeps me from going anywhere and eyes me up lustfully. 'Are you nervous?"

I shake my head again. I already don't like him.

"Then come closer." He places his hand on my side and starts sliding it up. My skin grows goose bumps. He guides me closer to him. "Let me see how soft your lips are and how lucky your girlfriend must really be."

I feel like I have no choice. He holds the back of my head and brings me in closer to him. Our lips almost touch.

I feel a body sway by rubbing up behind me. Bessus' hand is stopped from touching me and I back away quick.

"Sir Bessus. It is such a pleasant surprise to finally meet you." The voice is dark.

The council looks annoyed at first that he had been interrupted but he finally pulls a smile and shakes the other mans hand.

"Mr. Alex, it is an honor. I am glad you could make it." He stands and greets Alex properly.

I am almost shocked to the point of my body stopping. He is right next to me. Something I thought would never happen again. I can't even look at him and I stare away.

"It's only a minute passed eight. Showing up fashionably late is my style." He answers enchantingly. Oh my god, it's his voice I missed so much. How deep it still sounds. How charming is his scent. His skin is still perfectly toned. His facial features are still nice. How hot is that scar along his face. I frown angrily. What did they do to him?

I am finding myself staring hard at him.

He uses his 'you don't want to fuck with this' smile before he turns away from Bessus. He is now looking at me. He is such a gangster. Now he's giving me a 'who the fuck are you' stare. His expression becomes blank. He only smiles like he had seen me for the first time. "Hello beautiful." He is so crazy and I love it. I don't answer him though. He then proceeds back to business.

"Bessus if you don't mind, I would like to introduce you to Bagoas."

I back myself away and see a blacked haired boy standing by Alex's side. He is too perfect. Has Alex ditched me?

Bessus kisses Alex's convoys hand. "It's a pleasure."

I excuse myself.

"Where do you think you are going? You are my servant so you stay here until I say otherwise." Bessus snaps and orders me to stay.

I stay put. Alex glares at Bessus with a friendly smile if that's even possible.

The men do introductions before they get down to business. Bagoas and Alex take a seat. Bagoas calls me over and I offer him his drink. This must be the boy I talked to on the phone. Hopefully he doesn't know what I look like. I go back to the corner.

"So Alex I have heard a lot about you." Bessus begins. Offering him a cigarette.

"Bad things I hope." He responds and takes the cigarette willingly.

Bessus frowns not getting the sarcasm. He looks to Bagoas. Alex remains serious about his answer picking something out of his glass. And then lighting up his cigarette. Bagoas smiles nervously.

"Uh he's kidding. He's a kidder."

"Right. Hopefully Alex you don't kid around when we get down to the actual stuff that doesn't involve kidding." Bessus says seriously.

Then they all laugh out fakely and Bagoas hurries and takes a sip from his cup. The tension in the room is growing all because of Mr. Blonde Man.

They talk some more and I listen in on them.

"Phillip Alex is here. I know you already know but I just can't believe it."

"Yea, and how are you feeling?" he's being kind.

"I don't know yet."

"Are you happy?'

"I don't know yet."

"Hang in there."

"Okay."

It's nine pm and still I hear nothing I need to hear.

"Please excuse me I have an important phone call." Bagoas removes himself from the room.

"We might as well wait no longer and begin the trade. Come." Bessus motions. Alex and the executives stand from their comfortable seats and go to a room next door where the whore brought the suitcases. It's a big room. One long table. Six black roll chairs on each side. And the five suitcases lined perfectly down the center.

I go and stand by Bessus' chair. Bessus winks at me. Alex stares him down. He isn't playing around. One false move.

I can tell the others already don't like Alex. They hate the way he is. If they hate it how come I fell in love with it?

"The drugs." Alex speaks up. "Darian wants to propose a price."

One of the executives laugh at him. "What kind of price does he want to jot down? We already have the money here."

"For what we have, he wants seventy three grand."

They all go silent. Then they laugh loudly. "That's absurd. We aren't going to hand it all over like that Mr. Alex."

"We are not apart of the original manufacturer selling large quantities for little money anymore." Alex tells them. He's calm in his seat. Hands crossed in front of him.

Yes, we are neither your common street thug. This is either a trade or a deal. Think again." Bessus answers.

"This is not freelance. This is a large quantity but not that large Mr. Alex, and we would like to buy this from Darian for a much reasonable price as it should be." Another executive responds.

"All drug traffickers are motivated by greed. May I?' Alex asks the men and they scoot one of the drug cases over to him. They glance over at each other cautiously.

Alex opens it and starts to examine it, the stashes of cocaine.

Alex is amazing. He can tell what country the drugs were brought from. When they were smuggled into the U.S. Just by looking at it. Like he is doing now. He can tell how much an individual consumer would demand. He can tell if it was the real stuff or the fake and how much it was precisely worth. Altogether.

He closes the case and smiles at them all. "I'll tell you what. I will leave today with the money you have with you now as well as the drugs and I will ship it to your manufacturer after you deposit the money in this account." He places a tiny paper on the table with an account number on it.

I can already tell things are going to get bad. I drop the platter of drinks on purpose. The glass scatters and the mess goes everywhere. They all look at me rudely staring and I bow my head. I apologize for it and finally I can go excuse myself. I leave the room quickly and put back in my ear piece. "Phillip?"

"What's up Phai?"

"I need to get Alex alone somehow. If Darian isn't here then Alex is the only one I can get the information from." I go find some rags to clean up the mess.

"There is no way Alex is going to step out during the middle of a trade."

"It's not even a trade anymore. He is asking for it all. Both the drugs and money."

"It seems as though Darian is serious about this. If there is a break in between try to get Alex alone. We need to know why they are after you."

"It's going to be hard, I'll try."

I go back in the room and start to clean up the mess. The men are already arguing.

"Alex what is the meaning of this? Is this Darian's idea of a joke!"

"He expects us to have that much money right up front!"

"I guess." Alex leans in. "How much are in these cases."

The men go quiet again and look to each other. "Mr. Alex what's in those cases is at least twenty grand." An executive speaks up. "We sell it to Darian like that or nothing else."

Bessus clears his throat heavily. "Alex may I ask a personal question."

"Sure go ahead."

"You used to do this job right?"

"Yes."

"Well then you will know that you are playing a dangerous game."

I see the executives reach into their jackets signaling that they are a threat and that they came prepared. Alex doesn't look worried. I finish cleaning up the mess. I think there just might be a shootout.

"Games I'm used too." Alex taps the surface of the table with his pointer. "Alright fifty grand?" I smile because he continues to negotiate when they already made it clear it was over.

Bessus shakes his head. "Alex it has been….interesting working with you. You definitely are something."

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I watch him touch my Phai and whisper something into his ear before he gets the chance to walk out of the door. Phai looks to me almost like he is about to regret something. He then follows Bessus head low out the door.

"Are we finished with this trade?' I ask Bessus. My tone is perilous.

"I am Mr. Alex. You can tell Mr. Darian his offer isn't applicable." Bessus leaves the room and continues walking. With my Phai. My fists ball up. My forehead furrows.

It's just me and the executives. And they are all going to die. I take a deep breath and plop lazily in my chair. "How about forty grand fellas?"

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I look back towards the door where Alex is. Maybe he will come after me. I don't see him yet though. Bessus grabs at me with an intimidating grasp. Not letting me go. He takes me down the stairs and people are greeting him as he walks down into the party. He's pulling me through the loud and crazy crowd. I find Cleitus and Crater watching me closely. I see Roxanne and Barsine on the runway. They communicate to eachother. Barsine nods to Cleitus. Crater and Cleitus start to walk in my direction.

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"Phillip Phai is being taken somewhere by Bessus." Cleitus tells me. "He's taken out his communication device."

"Where is he being taken?"

"I don't know."

"Can you follow them?"

"Yea were on it."

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One executive stands up and slams the table surface with his palms. "Mr. Alex you have the audacity to deceive us! From here on out there will be no further negotiations."

They shut the cases of money closed and lock it tight. "You can leave our sight now Mr. Alex or feel free to stay and be taken care of."

Two largely built guards come up behind me. I smile with a dirty trick.

"Aren't human feelings a wonderful energy we are blessed with. We betray, we feel betrayed. We lie, we are the liars. We cry, we hate. We love, we lust. We yearn and we commit murder."

"What are you trying to get at?"

I only hear the music playing. The DJ announces the song Club foot by Kasabian.

"I am only human, I'm just better than you. You are messing with the real enemy."

I stand from my chair and take out the two guards behind me, pulling the golden trigger through ones mouth and then taking out the other by flinging a pen from the table through his throat. They fall dead while I watch the other men quickly reach for their guns.

I settle back down and cross my legs. "Men let's be honest with each other. Nobody here in this room wants to get hurt so let's put the guns away. Such violence, is it really needed? In order to do this business right you have to know the right people. And I am not that right person."

They all open fire. I kick away from the table. The chair slides back. The bullets are missing me. I aim my gun and fire off. One bullet flies through one mans chest. Another through ones heart. The other two end up dying by the same bullet. I am satisfied with what I see so far. The chair stops rolling gently nudging up against the wall. I get up. And leave the room and the dead men behind.

I go down the stairs while fixing up my clothes. I let the men Bagoas sent in after me know that there are five major cases full of money and drugs upstairs. They are on there way to retrieve it. I let them know Bessus is still alive and I am going to rip his heart out.

Phai. My beautiful Phai. Mr. Messenger boy.

It doesn't matter how many times I think of him because I always smile. Even if I don't know it. Now you know why I am always smiling.

I wanted to see him again so much. I missed him so much. I wonder if he misses me.

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Bessus takes me into a private room. The room is dark with colorful lights on the ceiling. They are flashing around the room. Giving it a more club like appeal.

"Why are we here?"

"It's where people come if they want to have "privacy." He is undoing his tie. "And well, here we are. In private."

"I should really get back to work sir." I say politely. I act as if I don't know what's going on.

He moves in front of the door way and closes it. He comes up to me and blocks me with his large figure. "It's your job to please me and make me happy. I'm putting my cock in you. I will be gentle. It will only take a few minutes. Now precious," he leans into me "make my dick hard."

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You see I have been a very, very bad man. Phai must sense that. He hates me and I can see it. I left him and I never should have. But why is he here? I told him to leave. Man is he in trouble.

But I'm here and I'm coming.

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His roughened fingers slide up my arms.

"Get naked for me." He demands.

I hesitate.

"There is nothing to be scared about."

He grips a handful of my now shortened hair. He forces me anxiously onto the large bed. His fingernails dig into my back. He growls aggressively. "Show me that nice ass.'

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I ease my way through the dancing crowd. How you like me Now by the Heavy is playing.

I can't even tell if I am angry or not. My tone in my head implies that I am. I take out my golden gun just to be prepared. The pressure of the tenseness in my temples probably means some one is going to die.

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I cringe and my body intensifies. He is unfastening his pants. I look away from him lubing his hard cock. My eyes widen. It is big. Maybe to big for me. Actually I am positive it's too big. I take hurried breaths when he approaches me and flips me onto my stomach.

"Nevermind I will do it myself." He snatches off my vest and blouse and tosses it aside.

He slobbers on me from the back of my neck down until he stops at the rim of my pants. The pants are tight on my hips. He slides a finger through one of the belt loops and tugs down. He squeezes my ass.

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A girl asks me if I want to dance. I shove her away. My focus is only on him. Nothing else. I go down a cramped hallway where people are smoking and talking. They back away and freak out. They head the opposite way because they see the gun in my hand.

I must read all danger.

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Lust, sex and anything else that make a man horny flickers in his eyes as he quickly pulls down my bottoms just a little passed my thighs. He turns me back to face him and spreads my legs open for him.

I don't say anything. I'm too scared. I feel like I have to cry because I tried so hard to get away from this. Alex will never like me ever again.

He climbs on top of me. His dick presses up against mine and I shiver.

He spits on his hand and starts to rub my cock.

"When I fuck you, I'm going to make you bleed."

I watch him in shock. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder. "Please." I beg.

He is about to put his cock inside me.

A gun shot goes off. Loud and clear. My eyes widen in fear as I feel the blood of Sir Bessus on my face and body.

The dead man collapses on me.

My eyes meet irresistible ones of a blonde man. Alex is standing, arm extended. A gun pointed and his eyes trigger happy. He's looking sleek, strong, threatening and powerful.

He has changed so much.

He drops the weapon. He walks over to the lifeless body and shoves him to the ground hard next to the bed. He looks angry. He turns away from me like I wasn't even there and back towards the door.

"Hey!" I yell at him before he even gets close to leaving me again. "Don't you walk away from me!"

He stops. He glares my way. He doesn't like to be yelled at especially by me. He doesn't once pull his eyes from me. He takes an inch closer and I actually scoot back. Just a little.

I can't say a word and I can't tell if he is furious.

I think I am scared of this man.

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My Phai looks petrified. He is looking confused. Cutely pouting. He is looking at me like he had never seen me before. Like I have no moral boundaries and that I am the most immoral man to ever exist.

I walk up to him. I scoot my hands gradually under his strongly toned thighs. I drag him forcefully to the edge of the bed. I push his pants further down until it stops at his ankles.

I have no way of knowing if he is happy to see me. I place my soft lips and kiss the inner part of his thigh that is mostly exposed. His sensitive muscles stiffen. I drag my mouth until I stop daringly close to his cock.

My eyes avert up to his and I smile with true tactless love. Lust that turns to love turns to lustful love. Naughty and corrupted love. A love only I can give him.

I lift his legs up further until they press up to his chest. He looks interested in what I am about to do next. He looks terrified.

I push my wet tongue deep inside his sweet hole while I hold his gaze.

He gasps. He fixes unblinking eyes on me while I tongue him. My hand slides up and over his cock. I press down on his stomach while I eat him out. His tummy shudders at my warm touch.

He wipes the fresh blood of the other man from his face but blue eyes are still on me. He bites his lower lip. His reactions are feeble.

I remove my tongue and slither up until I am on top of him. I thrust him against the bed again. 'Is that the heart beat of my angel." I am listening to his heart pound hard within him.

It's a rhetorical question but he nods anyway. I smile at that with my eyes closed. My ear up against his chest. I look up and wait for him to make up his mind.

His hands reach out and he touches my face. He crushes his lips against mine. His body starts to tremble. Now in sudden desperation he forces his tongue in my mouth and captures the back of my head not wanting to let go.

His mouth tastes so good. I wonder what kind of wine he was drinking.

My god, his body pressing up harder against mine. He winces, feeling my cock getting hard for him.

He finally detaches from my mouth. "I would like to explore more of you. If you will allow me." I ask.

I take one of his sensitive nipples into my mouth and begin sucking. He moans louder. Then uses both hands and grips ruthlessly my long hair. Pulling. Grabbing. Tugging. He moans again because I bite down harder. The taste of metallic blood never tasted so good.

He opens his legs in desperate need of me. He slides them up against my sides and locks me in place. "Alex. I'm ready for you." He cries with a deep loneliness repulsing in his blue sky like eyes. I soothe him by licking trails down his stomach. He gets turned on fast. It reminds me of our first time in the elevator.

I take his hard dick into my mouth and tongue it the way he likes it. He hooks his legs over my shoulders. I lift him from the bed. I'm holding him tight at his waist and he screams passionately. He begs for more. I slam him up against the closest wall and suck harder.

Most don't like their cocks to be bitten down on. But he enjoys it as much as I enjoy hearing him shout about it.

I slip two fingers inside him. He throws his head forward. Almost like he can't take it anymore. It's too much pleasure in so little time.

"Alex… suck me, more." His words falter through rough breathing. His fingers entwined in my golden mane.

So I do. I indulge more while he fucks my mouth.

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He is finger fucking me and sucking me off hard. I turn and twist with every finger he slips in. It's warm in me. Fuck it feels so damn good. I can hardly manage myself. I feel like I am going to die. I focus on the sexual pressure that is licking the head of my dick. His tounge. His dangerous tongue.

I thrust into his mouth more.

"I've waited so long." I say through desperate whimpers. I am exhausted in this ecstasy.

He's stretching me open as he adds another finger. I encourage it by rocking onto it.

"Why did you cut your hair?" he asks as he nibbles up the side of my sensitive painfully hard cock. I don't think it's ever been this hard for him before.

"Because. Uh…god..I don't know." I can't even think straight. My body is going pale draining me from my senses. "Why are you torturing me like this?"

Alex stops the sucking and I leap to the floor. I untangle my hands from his now messy hair with difficulty and he helps me out. I turn around facing the wall. My hands are pressed firmly up against it. He knows what I want. The tips of his fingers dance slowly down my spine. It feels like a dangerous seduction.

And god does he. This is sensation. He pushes inside me and fucks as hard and as much as he can. Hitting the right spot every time.

Good he still knows me.

He reaches in front of me and strokes my impulsive dick. One of my hands mistakenly slip from the wall. I wrap my hand over his while I rub up against both our hands. My other hand keeping me steady.

He's pounding into me enough to make me scream each time. He fucks me harder. He is rubbing the head of my cock with his calloused fingers. Cum is already starting to leak. His cool breath on my neck. Makes me think he's a ghost. His strong arms wrap protectively around my chest. While piling in deeper. "Phai I told you not to come after me." Alex tells me against my back.

"I know but you left me and didn't say why?"

He takes me to the ground. I ride him hard facing the front. He holds my hips tight making sure I don't slip from him. The hot stimulation going on inside me has me part my lips. And the head of my swollen cock being abused and tormented has me climax in his hand. My orgasm is painful and I am leaking more than what I normally would. It passes through my body before everything calms down.

"To keep you safe Phai. Always that. It's always been about you." He's sucking my neck leaving marks on my skin. He chews at the back of my neck.

"I'm sorry." I look over at the dead man bleeding out on the floor.

I close my eyes and he trails a finger slowly down my back making me arch out.

"I have more business to attend, okay. That means I have to leave you for a little while Phai."

"Again?" I get off of him. He cleans me up with his tounge. "Why do they want me Alex?'

"Your father is alive and he knows something that Darian wants but it's something that you have. But you don't know either."

"My dad is alive?" I can't believe it. "Did you see him?"

"Yea. But let me handle all of this okay. Just go back with my dad. I promise I will return to you."

"They are going to kill you, you know." I sit there watching him about to leave me again.

Alex walks towards the door and opens it. He then stops and looks at me.

"Aren't I already dead?"

"Yea. I guess you are." I say. "Alex what is it that I have?"

"Shh." He puts a finger to his lips. He smiles and then leaves.

I feel a stinging pain. I rub the back of my neck. It's bleeding. Only a little though. Alex must have chewed to hard.

I sit for awhile. Thinking.

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I go back out to the party floor. I make my out to the front. The limo pulls up just on time. I enter it. The guards separate the cases. The drug cases they situate under the seats. And the two stacked with money on the seat next to Bagoas. The limo pulls away from the party.

"Did you get it done?"

He is staring at me, I am staring at him. "Bessus is no longer in this world." I reassure unmistakably.

'Goodjob."

"Yep."

"What's with the smile?"

"I always smile."

"Let's give Darian the news."

He puts his cell to his ear. "Bagoas how are things?" Darian answers.

"Alex pulled through. Bessus is dead. Along with the executives.'

"Well done. Ask him if he's ready for his next task."

"He's smiling so I am assuming that's a yes."

"Good. I will see you and him soon lovely."

He smiles, closes his phone and places the device back in his pocket.

"What took you so long?"

"Something beautiful." I answer.

I slip a tiny device into my mouth.