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Zoisite woke up before Amy, and he held her. He thought about all of the revelations from yesterday. Damn. He was working for the wrong side. He'd justified everything based on the murder of his parents. After all, who kills people and leaves their child defenseless? Apparently, the answer was Beryl the whole time.
Amy was a secret agent, and she had been acting the role of a hooker. He knew there was something different about her. Everything he knew about her started to make more sense. She was smart enough to get a job to keep her in designer clothes. She already had one.
She loved him. Somehow, despite them being on opposite sides, she fell for him. As adrift as he felt with his life, she was his anchor. And, the fact that she loved him still and despite everything mattered more to him than anything else.
He gently rolled her to her back, put lube on his hard cock, and slid into her. She told him to take her when he wanted. That she wanted it. He had to believe that he could trust that. He wanted to fuck her awake. He darkly chucked. She did it to him after all. The first time he had sex with her, it felt different. He quickly came alive for the first time whenever he was with her.
He thrust deep into her. He then whispered into her ear. "Wake up, beautiful. In this fairytale, the villain becomes a good man by having sex with the princess." He began thrusting into her rhythmically. "I'll be a good man for you. We'll stop Beryl, and I'll join your team." He moaned when he felt her flex her inner muscles.
"Just keep some of the villain in you. I'd hate to lose the bad boy sex."
He thrust harder into her. "Spread your legs wider for me!" She complied quickly, and he put her ankles up on his shoulders. "I'm going to take you." He pulled out gentle nipple clamps and put them on her. She had made good on her promise to bring her toys. She moaned loudly. He thrust into her, staring at her. She looked so erotic like that. "You might have tamed my heart and my ways but never the bad boy who wants to fuck you..." He took her hard, and they orgasmed and collapsed on the bed. He whispered, "I want you like that again tomorrow morning."
She gave him a sated smile. "Best wake up, ever."
He pulled her close. "I'm all in. I want to be part of your team."
She kissed his bare shoulder. "I'm so glad. I want you working with me."
He held her. "I want the bitch to pay."
"Life in prison without the chance of parole. No power, no hope. That's what our plan is for her." She traced lazy circles on his chest. "Do you have a strong stomach for gore?"
He was agitated. "I don't know what you've heard about me, but I've never-"
"No, that wasn't what I meant!" She let out a breath then retrieved her tablet and pulled up the report she wanted to show him. "When I was young, I didn't have friends." He started to interrupt, and she placed her finger over his lips. "I'm getting to a point. I was nerdy and quiet, and everyone thought I was stuck up. Serena befriended me the moment she met me. I've had her friendship and loyalty ever since. I've told you about my parents. She chose me, and she means so much to me." She handed him the tablet. "I hate that Beryl had your parents killed. It adds to my anger. But, this is what she had done to the parents of my first and most loyal friend. The first person to make me feel like I could be loved by anyone."
He took the tablet from her and read it. She watched him. By now, she had it memorized. "This is brutal. How did they get all of the detail?" He groaned. "It's… worse than anything I've ever heard." He felt sick to his stomach.
She took the tablet from him and shut it off. "The report is from Serena. She was hiding in a fake panel in the wall and saw it all happen. She was six."
"She watched that?" The shock registered on his face.
"And couldn't cry or scream because they would have found her."
"She seems so happy."
"She is. She's always been. She kept this bottled up for twelve years. She absolutely refused to tell anyone. Then one day, Darien talked her into telling him and the head of the agency. He's good for her."
"I'm looking forward to working with him. The more I find out about him, the more I respect him." He held her. "I'm actually nauseous after reading that."
"You aren't the only one. Darien threw up after Serena told him. Don't mention it to her, he managed to not throw up in front of her. He's trying to be brave for her."
"He must have been secretly laughing his ass off when I told him I wanted to train you and Serena on how to use a gun."
She chuckled. "He absolutely was! He told us later that he struggled to not let on."
"I think we're going to be great friends. That's hilarious that he set me up."
Luna scratched her nails down Artemis' back, and he arched it. His cock twitched. "Damn, do I love it when you do that."
She scratched him again. "So do something about it already, sexy."
He sat on his haunches and spread her legs. He leaned forward and licked her pussy. "I love lapping you up like this. You taste delicious."
She mewled and raked her nails over his back again. "Don't stop!... Yes!"
He licked and nipped at her clit. "Have I told you how much I like your pussy?"
She whimpered. "No."
He gave her a cheshire grin and then went back to eating her out. "Marry me, please. Tell me you'll be mine."
"Are you asking me or my pussy?" She smiled.
"Both. Although from how wet you are, I know your pussy's answer."
She shook her head in an amused way. "I'll marry you if you just fuck me already."
"Roll over." She got on her hands and knees, and he thrust into her. He took her with powerful thrusts and rode her hard from behind. He nipped at her back and shoulders as he did. "I love you." He fucked her pussy and ficked her clit, and they both orgasmed hard. He collapsed next to her. "Move in with me and never make me spend a day without you by my side again."
She smiled at him. "With sex like that, I'm in." She winked and added, "I love you."
"I love you too."
Amy led Zoisite into the apartment. He walked over and smiled at Jadeite and Nephrite, "I'm glad you're both alive. Really glad."
"So you figured it out for yourself." Jadeite huffed.
"I did. It was to keep Amy from being disappointed in me. She was unimpressed that I didn't look into their murder for myself."
Jadeite smiled, "And you're in love with her."
"Yea, I am."
"Good. All these girls are incredible. You need to meet Raye."
Amy smiled. "She's even better with a gun than Serena and me."
They spent the next two hours catching up and finally being free to talk for the first time. It was nice for them all to not have to worry about angering Beryl.
The next evening, Zoisite looked at Amy. "So, we're good?"
"Yea. We've got this all set."
"It's really weird to think that it's going to be so easy to steal these paintings."
They hooked up the program they made, and the security went down. They walked in the unlocked back door. "Hey, the hard part comes later."
He nodded. "I'm going with you this time. You will not get shot again," he growled.
"Hey, I was fine. And, it led to me falling in love with you." They walked over and picked up the carefully packaged paintings.
"And, why are they boxed already?"
"She didn't want to risk us damaging them. It makes this part easier." They walked out, locked the door, and put the security back online. "And now, you take this to Beryl."
He put them in the trunk of his car and pressed her up against the building near him. He then kissed her deeply. "I'm going to want to shoot her through the heart when I see her."
"You're a good guy now. Murder isn't how we work."
"Fine. It's less fun that way though." He opened her door for her, and she got in. He got in and drove to give the paintings to Beryl. When he returned to the car, he handed her the money. "What do you want to do with it?"
"There is that wallet I still want." She smirked at him. "Pull out your cock. I want to make this a tradition." She then sucked his cock as he drove them home. He groaned in pleasure. He loved how wild his girl was.
Scott sat in front of his monitor. He saw the tracker moving, and he knew the moment that Zoisite handed off the art to Beryl. He watched the tracker signal dim and flicker out. He smirked. He knew she was trying to disable the trackers she detected. He then clicked a button, and the other trackers that were installed activated. Bingo. The chase was on.
He spent the early morning watching the trackers move and come to rest in a remote area. "Dang. That's a big house." He set his tracking software to run and got a driver to take him home. He was exhausted and needed to get some sleep. He already knew just where the paintings were going.
He kissed his wife's forehead and laid next to her. She rolled over. "I'm glad you're home safely. How did it go?"
"One word, 'Wiseman.'"
She laughed, "You're incredible."
