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Boss

Late in the afternoon after his horribly exhausting day, he had finished being a little errand boy for his new crew. First he accompanied Kinzie and helped with what ever she asked.

She had dragged him into helping her move into her new warehouse and he was saddled with carrying all her heavy boxes. He was relieved when she asked him to enter a stimulation and drive a virtual street bike through fire walls and tanks. He then got to do real life things like manning a helicopter while she broke into different businesses. The lesson he came out with after finishing with her crazy rant in the dinner is that computers were some complicated shit and don't fuck with Kinzie because she already threatened to hack his phone. Also Kinzie was a bit crazy if she thought hiding under a table and typing on her laptop would keep her safe.

After he had gotten a call from Zimos. The day running errands for him he realized how dirty and crazy prostitution could be. He first stole a car load of hookers, then he took said hookers on a ride driving then around to meet clients. If that wasn't bad enough he still had to drive the hooker and the client around as they got it on in the back of the car. Once he finished he bought the biggest case of disinfectant then pushed the car off a bridge.

After hijacking a new car with out giving him a minute to rest Angel called. Angel seemed to be the only sane one of his new recruits so he didn't think it would be a problem to go help out. He was wrong... After doing some mayhem around the city, which was pretty normal, he wanted to help more. What he wasn't expecting is to be suited up and thrown on a four wheeler then lit on fire. It concerned him at first when he felt the heat but after ramming a few cars and pedestrians he was starting to see the fun, but also that Angel might have some crazy in him. He was absolutely certain Angel was crazy after he asked for one last errand. Angel had asked him to drive around? It seemed simple enough and he got into the car Angel had asked him to find.

After driving for about a block he found out his horrible mistake of letting his guard down. He heard a sound of what seemed to be... Roaring? A tiger jumped into the front seat next to him growling in his face. After taking a few swipes from the beast it settled down and he decided not to kill it. It calmed down long enough for him to finish the route Angel had given him then he turned straight around and headed back to Angels gym. Once in the parking lot he parked and jumped out of the car before he took any more damage. He had to use the last of his disinfectant in his cuts but he would rather take the car ride with a viscous tiger any day than having to drive any more of Zimos' prostitutes around.

Finally thinking he could catch his breath he phone rung once again. He sighed and pulled out his phone answering it.

"Hey Shaundi, what are you up to?"

"On my way to kill Pierce." Her tone was stern and he could tell she wasn't joking.

"What'd he do?", probably something stupid.

"He's throwing a fucking party, can you believe that shit?" Yes...

"Sadly yes, have you asked him why" Pierce never needed a reason.

"He probably wants some tits shoved in his face." That sounded about right but...

"I'm sure he has a better reason. How about..."

"Fuck his reason! It's not right, not after Johnny's funeral." She did have a point.

"Alright alright, let me talk to him. Promise me you won't do anything until I get to the crib."

"Fine fine whatever." She was beyond pissed and he had to get there quick before the bloodshed started.

She hung up. The boss tossed his phone on the seat next to him and sped off to the crib. He arrived to a crib illuminating the sky and music that could be heard blocks away. He drove his car down to the garage where Shaundi waited. She leaned on her car with a clearly pissed off expression. The boss parked and stepped out.

"Can I kill him now?" She asked.

"Just hold on let's talk to him first." He gestured for her to step in the elevator.

They stepped into the elevator and set off to the top floor. The door opened and they stepped out. They quickly saw Pierce standing with Zimos. Shaundi saw them and quickly made her way over with the him following close behind.

"Johnny's dead and you're throwing a fucking party!" Shaundi yelled at Pierce.

"Well when you say it like that sure it sounds bad." Pierce tried to defend himself.

"I was saddled up in a human pony show but do you see me crying about it little girl?" Zimos added with his overly auto tuned voice.

"I swear to god I will shove that thing down your throat hole." Shaundi threaten pointing a finger at Zimos and narrowed her eyes on him give a death glare.

"Woah Shaundi we can't mourn Gat forever, eventually you got to get back on the horse. No offense brotha" Pierce said.

He had to cut in placing a hand on Shaundi's shoulder. "He's right."

"What ever." She pushed his hand off and stormed off to an other room shoving strippers out of the way as she left..the sound of her heels clicking on the floor was the last thing they heard.

"Damn girl life is for the living and shit, know what I'm saying." Pierce yelled at her then lowered his voice to him.

Pierce just shook his head and motioned for Zimos to go down stairs. One of the dancers made there way over to the guys. She started dancing in front of them and wanted to know which one of them were interested. Pierce finally got what he wanted as she danced in his lap. Zimos watched and one more dancer soon followed for him. He just laid back and scanned the room. One more dancer trying getting on his lap but he shook his head and pushed her to the side. Pierce saw this and laughed.

"Come on boss enjoy yourself. You need to relax, just sit back these girls know what they are doing."

"No I'm good I should probably make sure Shaundi'a fine, you kinda pissed her off." He was going to stand up.

"Just let her cool off, give her some space." Pierce said as he leaned back while the stripper grinded on his lap.

He nodded to himself and sat back down on the couch. An other stripper came up to him and sat next to him. "So you the one who's putting the Morningstar in their place." She asked him.

"Maybe, whats it to you?"

"Nothing it's just that..." She didn't finish her sentence before he saw her eyes focused on something behind him.

He turned to see the stripper in Pierce's lap pulled his own gun on him and was aiming it at his head as he stupidly sat there with his eyes closed looking towards the ceiling. He quickly reacted pushing the gun out of Pierce's face as the stripper misfired into the ceiling and he punched the stripper in the face sending her flying off Pierce's lap and he looked up still unaware.

He watched the confused buffoon as he scrambled to the floor as other strippers pulled all sorts of weapons that were well hid who knows where. "Shit, these hoes ain't hoes!" Pierce yelled as they ducked behind a couch.

He took up Shaundi's tactic and rolled his eyes at the dumbass with his obvious comments.

He watched as his crib turned into a blood shed of stripper chunks painted the walls. The strippers stood no chance to the saints but they put up a decent fight for half nude and slutty chicks. They are just about clear when the building blacked out and every electronic shut off. Fuck.

"There's a light show going on outside." Zimos yelled over to him.

God damn it. He ran up to his room and grabbed his snipers of the dresser and ran out to the roof. He ducked behind a big metal vent on the roof as he watched the lasers scanned for him. First the two on the left roof, then the center roof, then the roof to the right. He scanned the buildings and no more visible enemies were spotted. He smirked at the easily defeated "assassins" and he walked back down stairs. He walked down to the basement with all the control panels and he flipped the lights back on.

His phone started ringing and he answered. "Hey Oleg,"

"You have to canceled the party, I'm afraid it's a trap..." The strong accent was heard through the phone.

"It's a little to late for that..."

"So it's over, I should have known a few helicopters wouldn't stop you."

"Helicopter? I'm going to have to call you back." He hung up just as the sound of a running plane motor was heard gaining from the distance.

He ran back up to the second floor looking out the glass-pane wall as the helicopter rose to look directly at him. He ran over to a rocket launcher that conveniently sat on the piano. He hoisted it with him as he aimed off the balcony hitting the first chopper.

The giant metal machine exploded with a loud bang as it dropped down in flames. The other pilot must have been distracted watching the chopper drop because he made no attempt to avoid the next missile that collided sending him plummeting down with his friend.

The front of the building was clear so he ran to check the back. He checked out the window as an other chopper raised from the ground. He shoved the butt of the launcher into the glass shattering it. He aimed down pulling the trigger sending a hunk of gun powdered propelled metal into the wide eyed pilot as he watched his fate unraveled before him. The metal collided and it sent the chopper spinning out of control, out of pure luck it clipped the back of an other chopper sending both twisting in the air then both smashed into each other twisting the metal and there was no chance anyone would walk out of that.

Disclosed Morningstar location.

"HOOKER ASSASSINS!?" Killbane's voice echoed and rang through the building.

"They came highly recommended." One of the twins said with confidence.

"Ladies, it was a pretty shit plan." The nerdy cyber punk said to them.

"Tell me something, Matt. Did you have a plan? How about you, Eddie? There's a reason Phillipe left the thinking to us. We're done here." The twins stood up and started walking.

Killbane grabs the twin with pink glasses holding her off the floor by her neck and violently twisted breaking her neck, killing her as she fell lifeless to the floor.

"Christ, Killbane!" The cyber punk grabbed his head freaking out.

"Relax, we only need one of 'em." He knelt down putting his hand on the one twin that was left. "Viola, your sun is setting, but it's not too late. There's still time to grab Apollo's chariot and drive that fucker back across the sky. You feel me?"

"...Yes, Killbane." She kept her head down.

"Ah, apology accepted. Hey, I'll comp you a VIP pass to Murderbrawl, that'll cheer you up." Killbane offered standing up and walking away.

Back at the penthouse.

If anyone saw what he just did he would claim it was completely on purpose. He was soon pulled from his cocky grin as the elevator beeped and the doors opened. He dropped his launcher and ducked pulling his pistol waiting for what ever was next. There was the sound of heels clicking against the tiled floor then he saw Shaundi walk into his line of sight.

"Are you fucking kidding me? See what happened, and now I was stuck in the elevator in pitch black while listening to gunshots ring above me..."

"Shaundi calm down..." He tried raising his hand to try and calm her down.

She shoved his hand down and kept scolding, "No, you should have fucking canceled this and now look, walls painted with the aids ridden blood of those bimbos... Also..."

"Shaundi!" He raised his voice at her and he watched a shiver ran down her as she shook a bit surprised. He was surprised too. "Please, just go wait in my office. You can yell at me after, just let me deal with Pierce"

"...fine." She muttered and quickly took off past him.

He sighed and turned to Pierce and Zimos waiting behind him. "Pierce, where the hell did you get those stripper?"

"Don't look at me, they came from Zimos' little black book." He pointed to Zimos.

"Well what can I say, the bitches love me." The auto tune voice said with a smile.

"They got a funny way of showing it." He said sarcastically.

"Anyway," Pierce started, "about your girl. You need to do something about that. She's way to pissy. With her snapping like that her emotions are going to get someone hurt."

"I know, I'll figure something out." He said looking to the office doors.

"Well do it quick, I don't need her killing the mood at my next party." Zimos said to him.

"Sure, what ever." He walked passed them and into the lion's den where the pissed off wild cat waited ready to spill some blood.

He slowly opened the doors and walked in. He spotted her looking out the window and he took a step closer shutting the doors behind him. How should he start this off. "Shaundi..." She turned and looked him in the eyes but her feral look had disappeared and now she seemed to calm a bit. He took the chance while he felt it was safe a walked closer, then to his desk sitting in the swivel chair. He let out an other sigh and turned from her looking down to his desk trying to figure out what to say to her. "Shaundi, I'm sorry for Pierce and his party. I know it hurts that it seems like he doesn't care but parties, drinking, and hookers is his was of cooping with things."

"I know." She said softly as she walked closer to him and he saw her walk around to the front of his desk meeting his eyes again. "And I'm sorry for snapping like that."

"It's fine but there's something I have to tell you, and you might want to take a seat." He gestured to one of the chairs in front of his desk but she ignored him taking a seat on the desk edge directly in front of him. He let out a sigh again and continued. " I know this probably isn't what you want to hear right now but..."

"Wait, Hold on..." She cut him off. "I've been kinda on edge today and it's because the producers to my show called..."

"What did they say?" He sat forward in his chair.

"Well they want to set me up on a date with some douchebag."

"What? Why?"

"Well the guy who won my dating show, they want to do a follow up story like what happened after the show. I've been pissed because they called me while we were in Stilwater, and those bastards won't take no for an answer. They called again while I was stuck in the elevator and they just informed me they are sending him over right now and cameras will be following us on the date."

"And you're mad why?..." He questioned.

"This guys a dumbass, I mean you have your moments but he's an idiot. I'm forced to sit in public with him while being watched."

"Ok I get it, and you're telling me all of this why..." He gave her a bit of a confused look.

"Well if some random dumbass comes strolling in in a few minutes don't shoot him. Second can you wait till we are at the restaurant then shoot him so they have film of it?" She gave him a pleading look.

"I'm not going to do anything to him." he sat back in his seat again.

"Why not?" She gave him a childish pout.

"Because, it will be good for you to go socialize. Dumbass or not you should go have fun."

"Fine I'll deal with him." She rolled her eyes which caused him to grin like a fool.

He got his serious face back on sat forward again closer to her. "Now I have something important to ask you..."

Her eyes got soft again as she looked into his eyes. He stared back into those hazel pools that consumed him and pierced through him. He stood up to try and gain some authority standing over her.

"I... It's...you..." He tried getting the words off but he stammered like a fool as he gazed into her eyes. He probably started shooting out random words in a line trying to form a sentence but her grin told him, nope just more gibberish. He growled at himself trying to shake this sudden case of mental disability. He shut his eyes took a deep breath and started again. "Shaundi, I think it woul best best if..."

Finally he got his words together but to be soon cut off as Shaundi, still sitting in his desk, grabbed up with one arm behind his neck and pulled him closer. He was in shock at her sudden actions but didn't have time to react because he shut his eyes and felt something warm and soft meet his lips. He wanted to pull back and scold her for such unprofessional behavior but, fuck it. He was enjoying this more than he should have.

She nibbled on his bottom lips as her hand behind his neck went to his hair grasping a chunk and pulled him forward even more on top of her. Her other hand balance her from behind as she leaned back in it as he was over her. He didn't know what to do with his hands so he placed then around her but his palms rested flat on the desk.

Her small slow teasing nibbles on his bottom lip was quickly doing some damage on his memory and what he was suppose to tell her. Oh well, it could wait. He took control as his hands cupped behind her ass and pulled her forward until they tightly pressed against each other. She moaned in his mouth and he took the opportunity to enter her mouth devouring it with his own. He felt a little wiggle from her as she rubbed against him added fuel to his growing need pressing against his zipper.

He let his tongue explore her mouth as she accept sucking it further into her mouth. He pulled back out of her mouth taking her bottom lip, sucking it between his teeth and releasing it as he left her mouth. He trailed down her jaw and down her neck as she moaned and grabbed his hair pulling him closer. He licked and sucked his way down to her shoulder and nibbled on her collar bone. Her grip tightened around him as he buried his face in the soft skin sucking it between us teeth and leaving a visible mark of where he had been.

He pulled back with a smirk seeing his mark on her and he started tugging on her shirt. She got the message and lifted her arms as he tore the shirt off her and tossed it to the side. He took a second to catch his breath as he gawked at her irresistible mounds covered in a thin lace black bra. He watched as her breathing was heavy lifting and dropping her chest back up and down tempting him for his touch. Before he attempted his assault to the tempting flesh she put a hand to his chest to stop his advance. He looked down at her with a confused looked on why she stopped him. She meet his lips with a small soft graze barely touching his then she was gone again. She tugged at the bottom of his shirt pulling it off exposing his bare chest.

He stared into her eyes with a wild crazed need for her touch but she was looking at his chest. She lightly ran her nails over his shoulders sending chills down his spin. He looked down as her fingers traced down his chest then to his stomach muscles. He watched her eyes roll over him again then she leaned forward leaving a matching mark as she bit down of his shoulder then soothing it with her tongue licking over his muscle. He groaned lightly as the tension between his legs rose pressing almost painfully against the zipper. A few more minutes of her teasing him he felt like he would never be able to pull the zipper down over it.

He had had enough of her nibbling. It felt wonderful but it was his turn for fun. He put his hand under her chin raising it to meet his face. He looked into the hunger filled eyes narrow on him waiting for his next move. He collided his mouth against her parting her lips with his tongue then taking hers into his mouth once more. A stifled moan vibrated into his mouth. He removed his hand and gripped under her thighs lifting her. Her hands immediately grasped his shoulders clinging on to him. He took a step back feeling his chair hit the back of his knees and he took a seat.

She moaned into his mouth as she dropped with her legs spread over his lap. He released her mouth and trailed back down her neck nibbling down the soft flesh until he was at her shoulder again. He kissed the already showing mark he had previously formed and lifted her up. He pulled her so she was on standing on her knees over him. He buried his face between her breast licking down and over the lace. His tongue trailed along the fabric and around her breast leaving no spot untouched. He repeated with the other side and worked his way back to the middle. One hand was at her thigh squeezing while the other on her lower back pulling her closer to his mouth. One if her hands went behind his head pulling him deeper into her.

His mouth went over the lace again but he left it in place. He bit down over the material clamping down on her nipple. She let out a gasp and she pulled on his hair and her nails dug into him. She pulled his head back and their eyes met as he released the lace from him mouth. She bit her bottom lip with a feral look in her eyes. She lowered herself back down rubbing on his lap. Fuck that's felt great. Her forehead pressed against his, he groaned as she ground down harder on his torturous needing pain prisoned under the denim barrier still between them.

She grinned down at him as he clenched his jaw watching as she teased him. He threw his head back as she pulled his hair and raked her teeth over his neck. She shifted back sitting on his knees looking down on the bulge she was obviously causing to swell bigger. Her hands left his hair and neck and he looked down as her hands roamed down his chest and stomach to his groin. He caught his breath as she quickly worked on his belt. She unbuckled it and started working on his button and zipper. He took as breath then recalled the whole point of talking in his office.

He couldn't let this go any further or else he wouldn't be able to stop himself. He grabbed her hand stopping her before she could work him out of his pants. "Shaundi...wait."

She looked at him confused but kept her hand in place. "What's wrong?"

"I... I can't do this, I have something to say to you." He moved her hand away from his pants and zipped them back up which was a challenge trying to fit himself back into his pants.

"It can't wait until after?" She looked disappointed but he couldn't let that distract him.

"No." He stood up placing her back in the floor and buckling his belt back up.

She crossed her arms over her chest just pushing her breast together and temping him again whether she was doing it on purpose or not. He turned away from her grabbing his shirt and pulling it back over him. He walked to the other side of the desk grabbing her shirt and handing it to her. She was resistant on putting her shirt back on but did then looked back to him for an explanation.

He sighed sitting back down on his chair rubbing his eyes with his palms. She sat in front of him back on the desk. "I need to say something to you." He looked back to her confused gazed.

"What? Is something wrong?" She asked.

"Yes and no..." She just gave him an other confused look. "Ok what I'm going to say might piss you off but it needs to be said."

"What just tell me..." She placed a hand on his shoulder with concern in her eyes.

He let out an other deep breath and sat back in his seat. "I need you to leave."

"What?"

"Go, I need you to leave."

She stood up even more concerned. "I told you, I'm just waiting for my date. If you really need me to leave right now I can go wait in the living room."

"No... I mean leave the saints for a while. It's probably best if you leave Steelport too."

"What? You're joking right." She let out a few breaths, almost laughs then stopped when she saw his expression didn't change. "You're joking right?" She repeated herself but without the humor in her tone.

He looked down shaking his head. "No..."

"Wait... So you're really asking me to leave? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No..."

"Why... Why do you want me to leave now?"

He looked up to meet her angry eyes. "I... It's probably best for now. This whole thing with Killbane, I don't want you getting involved."

"Involved? That fucker is going to get whats coming to him and I want to be there pressing down on his windpipe."

"See this is what I mean. You get really agitated and stressed with things like this and anything involving Killbane I don't want you around."

"Why the fuck not?!"

" I don't know what he's capable of yet but from what I've seen so far he's too dangerous. You've been on edge since Johnny died and maybe it will be better if you took some time off."

"Fuck you, and fuck Killbane. I'm not leaving the saints. That asshole doesn't scare me."

"Shaundi it's not an option. After your date I want you out of Steelport, and that's an order from your boss."

"Fuck no," she pointed a finger at him, "you can't tell me what to do. You may be my boss but when it comes to shit like this I can do what ever the fuck I want."

"Shaundi, you're leaving and that's final." Before she could answer the elevator dinged and they heard footsteps out in the living room. "That's probably your date. Go out there, go on your date, and when its over go back to Stillwater or something, just stay out of this city."

She narrowed her eyes on him shooting daggers but he turned and walked out the door to the hallway. She groaned in frustration and followed him out the office straightening her shirt.

"Hello..." She heard that familiar voice in the main room.

They walked into a room with a brightly dressed over greased man waited. The man offered his hand to him and he took it shaking his hand. "You must be who Shaundi had been talking so fondly of." He looked back to catch Shaundi's not so concealed eye roll.

"I'm betting. My name is Rico but you may know me as Puerto Rican Sex God, that's what I go by on tv." The man had a cocky smile to him.

He turned to see an other eye roll from Shaundi. "Well it's nice to meet you. Now you guys should get going, you kids have fun." He motioned to the elevator.

Rico turned to Shaundi and held out his arm. She reluctantly walked over to him and took his arm. She shot back a glare behind her to him mouthing "this isn't over." The last look he got from her was her hostile look and a middle finger as the elevator doors shut.

I hope you like this new chapter. Remember to vote on the boss's new name. I'm not sure when but within the next few chapters I might drop his name but there are no promises but it will be chosen eventually. Please review and I'll try and update soon. Thanks for staying with me. 50k!