Author's Corner:
I don't think I say this enough, but I love each and everyone of the fans of this story. You guys are the reason I keep writing. So let me know you're out there and I'll keep giving you what you want. Now, this chapter contains references to the song "Amazed" by Lonestar and this chapter contains strong sexual content. Yeah, yeah, been just too long since ya had any of that smut. Enjoy!!
P.S. Shannon damn it, you are a sweet detective I swear!
Torque
"Gentlemen," Kalista greeted as she walked into the boardroom. The only word that could be used to describe her: sharp. David watched her as she floated into the room. She wore a starch white suit, the pants were slimming but boot cut, the jacket reached all the way down to her ankles but only had three buttons, the slight skin of her navel exposed, showing him that she wore nothing beneath it. Her breasts were pushed up and a slight bit of cleavage teased the eyes when they bounced as she walked.
"Miss Mozovelli," the room murmured. These were all men that had watched Kalista grow up, from precious infant, to bounding toddler, to precocious child even to hormonal teenager. But all that had ceased to exist as they took in this sexy, sophisticated young woman.
Bobby pulled her chair out at the head of the table and she stood in front of it. As her jacket slid opened it revealed her Glock in its holster, "Gentlemen," she said again and one by one each man at the table sat their gun on the table in front of them. They also stood on their feet, "Gentlemen," she nodded to David and Bobby.
David and Bobby started on opposite sides of the table frisking each man for an additional weapon that they had not made clear to Kalista. Once each man was frisked they nodded to Kalista.
"Clean," David said taking his post to her right.
"Clean," Bobby affirmed taking his place to her left.
Noting that it was now safe to sit, she did. The men followed suit. Each eager to hear what she had to say because as it stood she held the key to the business as her father had been deemed temporarily incapacitated.
"Let us get started, we have much to discuss." Kalista said firmly. "Since my father's incident, I've noticed dissention among the ranks and that type of bullshit I'm not having." Every head at that table snapped toward her. They had never heard her use that kind of language. Kalista had always been a good kid. David smiled softly, she was pulling her rank. She was showing them that she was no weakling and they would respect her as they would her father.
"Miss Mozovelli," one of the men said.
Kalista held her hand up to silence him, "I don't need your excuses Mr. Coachman." She said, "What I need is for you all to act like grown ass men." She opened the books Steven had prepared for her, "Profit looks like shit for the last 3 weeks. What's going on here people?"
"Like you would know anything about it," Chris Masters said.
"I would shut the fuck up right now if I were you," Kalista said not even looking up from the books. She looked up at him, "I'm not impressed by you Christopher and one way or the other I can have you removed from this room. Keep up your smart ass comments and I'll have you removed in a body bag. Understood?"
"Yeah," he let out a sigh, "I get it."
"Good," she said, "Moving on. Mr. Cornett?"
"Jim," he smiled at her.
"This is business sir," Kalista said, "Let's leave it at Mr. Cornett, shall we?"
"Fine,"
"What's going on in your borough?" Kalista asked, "Is there something wrong with the workers?"
"No, why?"
"I'm seeing some money that's unaccounted for--,"
"I beg your pardon," Jim Cornett perked up.
Kalista walked up to him, he was an older, rotund man with glasses. She put her hand on the table in front of him, the other behind his chair and looked him in the face, "Get on your knees Cornett,"
"What?"
"You want to beg my pardon," she looked to the floor, "Do it."
"Child,"
Kalista grabbed his gun from the table, placing it to his temple, "See there's where you're mistaken. There's no child here, never has been. So, I want you to beg my pardon as you suggested," She said with a smirk, "on your fuckin' knees."
David's eyes nearly rolled out of their sockets. He looked at Bobby who had already stolen a few glances at him.
"Kalista," David said quietly.
"Shut up David," she hissed not even looking at him, "Did I stutter Mr. Cornett?" she cocked the gun, "Or do I have to use this?"
Jimmy got on his knees, "I beg your pardon Kalista--,"
"Miss Mozovelli," she hissed.
"Miss Mozovelli, I'll be sure to find out what the discrepancy is and report to you immediately."
"You have 1 week Cornett, 168 hours," she uncocked his gun, "And not a single second more." She placed his gun back in front of him and walked back up to the head of the table, "I will not tolerate any disrespect. I am a Mozovelli; you work for me and not the other way around, am I being clear?"
"Yes ma'am," the murmurs came from around the table.
"Good, now get out of my fuckin' sight!"
-
"It's only going to be for a little while David," Kalista said.
They sat in her bedroom as she tried to explain why she needed to go away for a little while.
"It's a little while too long dysi," David kissed her nose; "I'm going to miss you."
"I'm going to miss you too David," she hugged him taking in his scent, Cool Water for Men.
"Dysi, why are they separating us?" he asked. "Does Nonno know?"
"No," she pushed her hair off her shoulder.
"Okay, are you in danger?"
"I'm always in danger," she cracked a grin, "I am a mafia princess,"
He smiled at her, "Kalista that doesn't tell me what's wrong here," she looked down at her feet. He lifted her chin, "Baby talk to me."
"I can't David," she said not looking him in the eye. "Not about this,"
"Why not?"
"I just--," she sighed, she couldn't lie to him. Not even if she wanted to, and honestly she didn't. "Baby, just let me handle this."
He sighed defeated, he always had a weak spot in his heart for Kalista and would give her the world on a platter if she'd ask, "Okay dysi," he said, "Just--," She was turning him into the bright eyed teenager. She could've turned him into a damn purple midget; he didn't care as long as she kept looking at him with those sapphires. He had no words for what he wanted from her, but lucky for him he didn't need any.
"David," she whispered to him, "touch me."
"Dysi, I have to get you to Nonno's," he said, "come on." He reached for hand but she placed it inside her jacket. The soft swell of her breast was his undoing, but then she looked at him, pleading with him with her eyes.
"Please."
He looked at the way her body filled out the black button down Matte jersey dress that stopped mid thigh. Those thighs had always teased him with their fullness, but damn was it his imagination or were they getting thicker?
"What?" she said as she walked toward him.
He hadn't taken his eyes off her thighs, he the drifted his glance up to the fullness of her hips. Damn! His dysi had always been full but shit!!
"Nothing," he said pulling her close, "Come here." He looked at the clock, "Baby, are you sure? We don't have a lot of time."
She took his hand and ran it up her thigh all the way to her bare core, "Lucky for us," she said with a seductive grin, "We don't need it."
That was it! He pulled her on his lap and entered her. No she hadn't been on top before but she was turning him into something else, something feral. He wanted her, he wanted her to know that no other man on the planet would satisfy her the way he would. He wanted to write his name all over her, he wanted to capture her soul.
As he guided her hips up and down his shaft, the heat she was generating around him only served to fuel the fire.
"You're mine," he whispered to her, "You're mine. Is it mine?"
"Shit," she hissed, "It's always been yours."
"I know," he reached down and stroked her, "I know it has."
Once he made contact, her orgasm came at a blinding speeding. Her nails dug into his skin, down his biceps. Again it fueled him further. He licked her neck tasting the salty fluid off her neck, squeezing her breast into his hand. She began to get the hang of being on top meeting his hips thrust for thrust and when he climaxed he gave a growl that would've made a lion run for cover.
He put his head on her shoulder, "Don't leave me Kalista. We are the same person. We have the same heart."
He couldn't keep saying things like that, mostly because they we true, "David I have to."
He looked at her, "Go get cleaned up," when she emerged from the bathroom fresh faced he said sadly, "Let's go then."
-
It had been all of 3 months since David and Kalista had been separated from one another. The Cena family was very adamant about who came to see her. Unfortunately that meant only members of the Cena household. She was lonely and she missed him. She missed the way he would laugh at her when she did something wild and in the same moment be ready to shake her silly.
It was a strange relationship between the two of them. Everyone "knew" they were seeing each other but neither one of them would confirm nor deny it. It just wouldn't be a good time with her father being in the hospital still.
John Jr. walked into her room, "Special K?"
"I'm here J.J.," she said standing by the window.
"K, you know you can't keep this from him forever don't you?"
"I know that John," she looked down at her self, "I can't keep it from anyone."
"I told Pop this morning." He said putting the lunch tray down for her, "Though I don't know why, he's known since Nonno went into the hospital."
Kalista just nodded, "He's a father, and besides, it's his job to know."
"How's daddy?"
"Good, he's starting to respond to people and bit by bit his getting his memory back. Pops said when you get your self situated you can go see him."
"Who's with him?"
"David."
"Have you seen him?" she asked, "Is he okay?"
"He's fine. He just doesn't understand why you won't see him." John shook his head, "I don't see why either."
"Lay off John," Kalista said, "I'll tell him when I'm ready."
John reached his back pocket, "He told me to give you this."
Kalista read it carefully, "Dear Kalista, I wrote you this poem for you. I miss you so much and I love you. John says you're just as beautiful as ever and I know he's right. Anyway, I'm counting down the days until I can touch you again but until then keep this close to you.
Amazed
Every
time our eyes meet The smell of
your skin I don't
know how you do what you do Every little thing that you do
This feeling inside me
Is almost more than I
can take
Baby when you touch me
I can feel how much you love
me
And it just blows me away
I've never been this close to
anyone or anything
I can hear your thoughts
I can see your
dreams
I don't know how you do what you do
I'm so in love
with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of
my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every little
thing that you do
Baby I'm amazed by you
The taste of your kiss
The way you whisper in the
dark
Your hair all around me
Baby you surround me
You touch
every place in my heart
Oh it feels like the first time every
time
I wanna spend the whole night in your eyes
I'm so in love with you
It just
keeps getting better
I wanna spend the rest of my life
With you
by my side
Forever and ever
Every little thing that you do
Baby
I'm amazed by you
I'm so
in love with you
It just keeps getting better
I wanna spend the
rest of my life
With you by my side
Forever and ever
Every
little thing that you do
Oh, every little thing that you do
Baby
I'm amazed by you.
I love you so much Kalista, I love you so much it hurts. Please, I wish you'd trust me with whatever this is that is going on. But I trust you to take care of it. Stay sweet. Love David."
He was amazed by her. She looked down at her self, she didn't see anything all that amazing but she wasn't going to knock anything. She looked up at John with tears in her eyes, "I--, I," A pain so swift cut her off mid-sentence.
"Special K--,"
"I'm ready. I'm ready to tell him now. Call him," she screamed.
"Kalista what is the matter with you?!" John screamed.
She grabbed his t-shirt, "I said call him!"
She looked up as Nonno Cena came tearing through the door followed by his sons. Everyone began emergency maneuvers expecting the worse, praying for the best.
"I called the team, they'll be here soon." He said, "Lissa this is dangerous."
"I know," she bowed her head "Did you call David?" She just hoped it wasn't too late.
John Sr. nodded, "I didn't tell him why, but I told him he needed to get his big ass here ASAP."
"Good."
"You okay?" Daniel asked.
"I will be," she said, "I will be." She looked at her womb, "Keiran Michael and Keaira Kyra, you hold on in there okay? Wait for you Daddy, he'll handle everything."
