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Chapter Twenty-One
"We've got to speed up Sonny's demise," Jason ground out, his jaw tightly clenched. The families had made it glaringly clear that his former friend and partner needed to be contained. Jason knew that just the fact that he still lived after showing back up hinted at weakness. His word that the issue would be addressed soon, that a plan was in progress, had only bought himself very little time. The other organizations feared a power struggle erupting, and with the recent development of Johnny gaining control of Lorenzo's properties through Georgie, they were not happy that the Morgan/Zacchara Organization was in the center again of more upheaval. The subtle warning meant adjusting their previous plans.
"I'm all for sooner rather than later."
"I can't imagine why, O'Brien. The man only ordered your death."
"Yeah, well, he would've done the same for you, Zacchara, if you hadn't earned Jason's respect by going against your father."
Johnny grimaced. "He crossed a line. Women and children are supposed to be protected, off limits. Knowing and doing nothing would have meant I was just as responsible."
"Too bad Anthony is behaving somewhat, for him anyway. He'd make the perfect scapegoat for killing Sonny." His green eyes gleamed with delight at the mention of the Cuban's imminent demise. He'd been dreaming off killing the vertically challenged prick with an inferior complex for several years.
"You can't trust my father do anything except for the unexpected." Loosening his tie, Johnny relaxed into the leather upholstery. "As much as I'd like to come up with a justifiable situation, there isn't one unless we place someone in his path, which is too dangerous. Are you going to take care of it personally, Jason? Or do you need O'Brien or me to do it?"
"If Jason wants me to kill Sonny, I have no problem doing it. In fact, I'll thoroughly enjoy that particular assignment. You on the other hand, John, can't be placed anywhere near when it goes down."
"He's right, Johnny. The power that you've amassed because of Georgie and Baylor being who they are, it won't be safe for them if you end up in jail. If the news of Georgie being Jerome's daughter spills, the families will be on the war path. Until its necessary, your best option is to let me or O'Brien handle Sonny."
"If you think I'm going to sit back and let you deal with the threats to them, you're dead wrong."
"No, that's your place to protect them." Jason's eyes briefly met his in the review mirror. "The picture found with Lucas' body has Mac on red alert. He'll be watching both of us closely for any signs of something brewing."
"So I get the pleasure!"
Shaking his head as his friend rubbed his hands together in anticipation, Jason smirked. "Consider it an early Christmas gift. It's fitting in a way. Besides, I know it needs to be done, but Sonny no longer deserves the respect of my personal attention. I don't care how you do it, just make sure you can't be connected to his death."
Trying to contain his own happiness Johnny exhaled heavily. He had seen firsthand how Jason had once respected the man that he was now giving the order to kill. He understood straight giving the order was more difficult than manipulating behind the scenes to get the same result "Jason, the man that Robin introduced you to no longer exists. That man never would've sent a lunatic after Lizzie and your kids."
"I know. Neither does she really. They both sold their souls a long time ago." Grimly pulling up in front of the small house, he put the SUV in park. "Stay with Georgie or in public tomorrow, Zacchara. We are going to be the first suspects, as usual."
"No problem." Johnny grabbed the jacket of his suit and nodded at the two men before getting out and walking up to the porch. Hearing the vehicle pull away, he arched a dark brow. "Any problems?"
"None. Last check inside, Georgie was asleep on the couch and Baylor in her room. It's been quiet," Logan reported as Milo joined them from the back of the house.
"Good. I'll see you both tomorrow." He watched as Milo and Logan traded off with the new set of guards before unlocking the door. Once inside he programmed the alarm before moving toward the couch where Georgie lay sleeping.
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Elizabeth got the boys off for the last day of school and then went searching for Jason. Slipping into the den she crossed the room and rubbed his back. Over the years she'd learned to pick up on his mannerisms and mood without needing words.
"The heathens were excited."
"I think Cam just wants to sleep in. He hates mornings."
Snaking an arm around her waist and guiding her to his lap, he chuckled. "Just like someone else I know."
Pouting a bit because it was true, she ran her fingers through his hair. "You want to talk about it? Or should I pretend not to notice something's bothering you?"
"I can't, not really."
Understanding but wishing she could help, she nodded. "You got in late last night. I tried to wait up but your daughter demanded sleep."
"Daughter huh? And if it turns out that it's another little guy?"
She smiled mischievously. "Then we try again until you get it right."
Liking the sound of that idea, a deliciously wicked smile curved his mouth before he placed his lips to her shoulder and nibbled on the delicate flesh her sundress left exposed. The darkness that had been surrounding him the last couple hours lifted when she sighed and ran her small hands over his chest before sliding them under his shirt. Jason moved his attention downward while easing the straps from her shoulders. Once her creamy breasts were free from the garment, he slowly massaged the plump flesh before licking her hardened nipple, sucking it gently into warm mouth.
"Oh God, Jason!" she whimpered as her nails dug into his biceps. Arching her back to allow him better access, Elizabeth's breathing became labored when his hands skimmed her thighs while shoving the skirt of her dress up, bunching it around her waist.
His teasing fingers danced over her satin panties, lightly caressing her through the material. Jerking his head by curling he fingers through his hair, she licked his lips before her tongue swirled in his mouth, dancing erotically with his. A deep growl rumbled in his chest as he tugged her panties to the side and inserted two fingers into her moist, tight channel. Feeling her internal muscles clamp around him, he withdrew, gripped her hips and lifted her so her bottom was on desk. From under hooded lids he trailed his eyes over her body while unbuckling his belt and unsnapping his jeans. Her skin flushed with desire had him groaning. "God you're beautiful, Elizabeth."
The huskiness of his voice had her growing wetter as she bit her lip to keep from begging. Her sapphire eyes glazed over as she trembled in anticipation, needing to feel him.
Climbing to his feet, Jason spread he thighs and dragged her to the edge of the wood. Capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss, he eased his throbbing shaft into her, giving her time to adjust before burying himself to the hilt in one quick thrust. Muffling her scream as she automatically came around him at the sensation, he began smooth, steady strokes while her legs wrapped around his waist.
Urgently meeting his increasing rate as his breathing became labored, she raked her nails over his back and bit his neck as the pressure starting to build again, creating a delicious feeling throughout her entire body that quaked in his arms. "Jason! Oh God!"
Maneuvering his hand between them as he felt his release approaching, Jason teased her clit, watching her face as she shattered in his arms, clinging to him. As her walls contracted around him, he finally lost all control and buried himself deeply inside her with one last aggressive thrust as he exploded inside her. Brushing soft kisses along her neck, he felt her breathing even off and lifted his head, meeting her satisfied and sated face.
"Hmm. We can practice anytime you think we should," he teased while nipping at her ear lobe. "I kinda think I like practicing."
Cupping his jaw and pulling his face back up to hers, Elizabeth lazily grinned. "I love you."
Blue melted into blue. "I love you too, more and more every minute."
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Sonny watched from the couch as Carly hurriedly fixed her clothes. While hadn't planned on having sex with her so soon, he had to admit that he had missed her well-practiced tricks. After a night of plotting with the blond while indulging in a large amount of scotch, he'd been unable to resist the woman that knew him better than any others. Hearing her small huff of annoyance as she searched for a lost shoe, he arrogantly grinned.
"Worried that Candy Boy might notice that you were out all night?"
She winced, casting him a dark look. "Don't start. Jax treats me great."
"Uh huh. That's why you had sex with me and are insanely jealous of Elizabeth, huh? Try again. You just want the respectability that comes from being married to the wuss."
"Just stop!" she hissed, finally finding the shoe and slipping it on. "Jax would divorce me and try to take Joss if he ever found out about this, Sonny. Why are you grinning like a damn fool, what would Kate think? I'm pretty sure Princess might have a problem," she sneered.
He waved aside her comment. Kate was still on the island until later this afternoon when she was planning to fly back. "What they don't know won't hurt us, Carly." He crossed his legs as he relaxed. "Did Lulu agree to distract Zacchara from that whining little bitch that he married? We need him focused on something other than business when we make our move."
Her eyes glowed as she dreamed of a life without any of the distractions that Jason had been ensnared by. "Yes. You know she hates that little twit. And Sam?"
Remembering their playful romp the day before, Sonny ran his tongue along his white teeth. "She already started last night. Lucky's pill problem will be an advantage. She's going to start switching the pain pills with placebos. He'll be so far out of it from withdrawals that it will be easy to point him in Elizabeth's direction."
"And then we make sure that Jason gets proof that Sam set everything up. He'll destroy her, therefor returning to his true family." A brilliant smile crossed her features, fading when she saw the clock. "Shit. I gotta go. Make sure that you keep an eye on Sam. She'll try to use this to her own advantage."
Snorting, like Carly wasn't already doing that, Sonny stood and kissed her deeply before releasing her and watching as she hurriedly left. Within just a few more weeks Sonny would have what was rightfully his. It didn't matter who got burned in the process. They were all a means to the end. Not caring that it was only ten in the morning, he moved to the wet bar of the penthouse suite Carly had gave him under a different name and scanned the choices provided by the hotel before pouring himself a drink.
The cool metal suddenly pressed to his head had him swallowing hard. He had not expected Anthony to turn on him. Not yet anyway. "Come on, Zacchara. We had a deal."
"Really?" The Irish brogue sent panic through Sonny's body and he paled.
"Johnny?"
Keeping his gun trained on his former boss, O'Brien whirled him around and shoved him on the couch he had just vacated. The fear and anger on Sonny's face had a malicious chuckle escaping. "I think we need to have a small chat before we get down to business, Corinthos."
"No! There's no way that Jason will let this go unpunished."
"Damn, you really are crazy. Jason helped me set up a new life, Sonny. He disobeyed a direct order. Who do you think ordered this?" Amused at the flash of panic, he casually leaned against the door. "You should have stayed on the island and far away from his family, Sonny. Tsk, tsk. You always were too greedy for your own good. Coming after Elizabeth and the boys was your last mistake."
Trying to buy time, Sonny nervously licked his lips. "And just what do you think you can do to me in the middle of the hotel, O'Brien? People will hear."
Laughter filled the room. "I helped trained Morgan, or did you forget, Sonny? Don't let the suspense get to you. You'll know soon enough," he informed the ex-mob boss, his voice gaining the lethal edge that had Sonny desperately trying to think of a way out of certain death.
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Georgie hung up the phone and leaned her forehead against the glass. Watching Baylor playing with Emma in the backyard while Patrick supervised brought a small smile to her face. She was glad that he had brought the little girl over to play. Baylor needed the distraction and it was nice to know that Patrick wasn't delusional like Robin. He'd explained that he had moved out late last night and was now staying at the Metrocourt. While she felt for him and Emma, Georgie knew that Robin was not the same girl she had looked up to growing up.
"Did your friend make it in okay?" Johnny asked while rummaging in the fridge.
"Yeah. Brooke's gonna spend some time with Dillon before stopping by later."
Hearing Dillon's name, he scowled while still searching for something to snack on before lunch. He'd missed breakfast because of a business call with his uncle and was hungry. Keeping his voice neutral, he changed topics before his dislike of the man that had helped to create her insecurities came through. "Did you get a hold of Maxie?"
"No. Mac said that she left earlier." Her voice grew soft. "He did say that Lucas' funeral is scheduled for tomorrow. Will you go with me?"
Turning to face her, he was shocked she felt the need to ask. "Georgie, of course I will." When she stepped toward him and then hesitated, biting her lip, he sighed before reaching for her. "You won't have to face this alone, sweetie. Those days are gone."
"Thank you," she breathed before shifting so that she could see the kids. "I still have to find someone to stay with Bay. Elizabeth and Jason are going to the service. So is Maxie. There really isn't anyone not going that I trust."
Racking his brain, he mentally flipped through names and immediately rejected all but one. Cringing at the prospect, he decided Georgie would have to ask. The woman was tougher than most men, but she was trustworthy. "How about Epiphany? Her being a nurse is a plus with Bay's sugar and I know Jason has complete faith in her."
"That's perfect, Johnny!" Impulsively kissing his cheek, she paused afterwards. Everything about him just felt right, like they fit in some weird way. "Um, about what you said last night, I just need…"
His fingers grazed her neck as his hand slid into her hair, gently holding her head still so that she didn't back away. "I know. There's so much going on, Georgie. I don't want you to feel rushed. I want you to be sure, I need you to be absolutely certain. Just focus on getting through tomorrow, Georgie." He kissed her forehead. "We'll still be right here the next day."
Yelping when the kitchen door slammed against the wall, she jumped and turned wide eyes to the group standing in the doorway.
Starting to snap at the interruption, Johnny stopped as he felt the discord emanating from them. Something was clearly up. "Would you care to explain?" he bit out.
All three started jumbling sentences over one another. "I had no choice!" "I found proof that…." "So sorry, Georgie. I never meant…" "Shut up! You could've…." "danger…." "Baylor…"
Swaying as the scattered phrases sank in, Georgie gripped Johnny's arm tightly while feeling him tensing. Her eyes swung to check on Baylor as Johnny tightened his arm around her waist, helping her stay upright as shock started to set in.
"Shut the fuck up!" he roared, causing the three to go unnaturally quiet. The only sound in the kitchen was Georgie's increased breathing. "You better pray to God that I heard you wrong," he hissed as his eyes narrowed dangerously at the man now being held in place by one of the others. "Georgie, go to Baylor."
"N-no. I need to h-hear this, Johnny. She's our daughter." Trying to keep from strangling the person who she had trusted, she fought for control. The rage she was experiencing had only happened once before. "How could you? How could you even consider taking Baylor to Anthony? My God! I trusted you!"
A/N: Okay, first off, thanks for all the reviews, favorites, and follows. I post these for you and I am ecstatic at all the positive reviews. Second, I don't mind criticism as long as it's done with respect. I've received several hateful pm's that there is no excuse for. To purposely try and hurt someone is rude. I welcome all feedback, good or bad, just please do so with respect. I know of a few other authors having the same problem. Most of you are great, it's just a few that repeatedly attack. It gets old after a while….I love posting for you guys. It makes my day to read your thoughts and comments. But I gotta admit that I almost stopped after reading some of the pm's from the last chapter.
On to better and happier things….As you can see, everything is heating up. I hope this chapter leads well into the next. The traitor is revealed and someone will die in Chapter 22! Hope you enjoyed the buildup.