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Sam ran his hands through his hair as he glanced at the files Puck handed him. "This is it? He gave you all of it?"
Puck nodded. "All Five Hundred thousand. He wanted to make sure we knew he paid his interest."
"Good, he's cleared. Thank him for his business." Sam said, untying his tie. "I am taking Mercedes to the Villa this weekend; I want everything handled before we go."
"Mercedes, huh? You know you almost had me killed, right?"
Sam shrugged. "You knew the deal; you created the test. I can't let the weak into my inner circle, and she…she is special, and I needed to know that she couldn't be swayed by a pretty face."
"Aww, you called me pretty." Puck teased.
"Shut up! She's not like the rest of them."
Puck sighed. "Trust me, I know. The test did its job; I do not want to cross her again; she will murder me in my sleep. And I like my life, thank you."
Sam laughed. "Yeah, she is not a fan of yours."
"No one has ever passed this test. And I laid down my top-tier game, but that woman is all about you, and I gotta say it's about time."
Sam nodded. "Tell me the truth, do you think she can handle this… all of it?"
"I think she wants to, I think she is falling for you just as hard, and it's either going to be a match made in heaven or made in hell. I think you need to give her a choice to walk away one last time." He said honestly.
"I have never found a woman who could be trusted and keep up with me, both physically and in business. I know this started because she was searching for something…."
"Still don't know what she was looking for?"
Sam shook his head. "Nope, and I don't care. I know she's not a cop or a spy, and that's all that matters; when she is ready to tell me why she put herself in my path, I will listen. And that's why I want to take her to the Villa. I want to show her she can trust me, and I think before we go, it's time I introduced her to the Family."
Puck shook his head. "Sam…handling me is one thing, but Stevie and Stacey will eat her alive, and what about Seth, do not invite him."
"I don't just mean my siblings; I mean the Family."
"What? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, Sam, that is…are you sure? You don't introduce women to the Family, and for a good reason."
Sam shrugged. "I am in love with her and want her in my life; this is how that happens; this is how she sees all of me and tells me if she can handle it."
"And if she can't, you ready to kill her to keep her mouth shut?"
Sam frowned and sighed. "She can. But if she can't, then I expect you and Stacey to handle it."
"And what about Seth?"
Sam grew quiet as Puck continued. "Sam, if you value her life, warn her about Stacey, Santana. And Seth. Mainly Seth."
"I can't. If she's warned, Stacey and San will know, and they will never trust her. I will, however, warn her about Seth only because he's a wild card. After what happened with Quinn, and what we know, I can't let him near her."
"Sam, you know that wasn't your fault? She's attracted to danger. And we both know Quinn does what she wants, she made her choice, and we had no other choice but to let her go."
Sam shook it off. "Whatever happens, Mercedes has to handle it. She can handle it." Sam said, shooting off a few texts. "I am calling a meeting for this afternoon; that way, I don't have to waste time going to the villa if it goes bad."
"When it goes bad." Puck added.
"Oh, ye of little faith."
"Sam. The first time I met Stevie, he tried to choke me out, and Stacey held a knife to my member and threatened to remove it. And Seth. The sadistic Fuck broke a dude's finger, then set it on fire. It's a lot for one person to handle. And those are just examples of your blood."
Sam beamed, "Other than Seth being a lunatic, that was a proud moment for me! Stacey really came into her own at that moment." He ran his hands through his hair, standing from his desk. "If you don't want to be here when Stevie and Stacey get here because you are scared, that's fine; you can stay away until the meeting. But I mean, it's embarrassing that my right-hand man is scared of my siblings."
"I'm not scared. I am gonna be here, don't worry about that. I just hope you know what you are doing."
"Me too," Sam said, walking out of the room.
Mercedes stood in the room wearing nothing but a towel trying to figure out what to wear. Sam told her she was going to meet his siblings, and once the shock wore off that he had siblings, she became nervous. Sam put it as if it were no big deal and made her even more nervous. What did his siblings have to do with Sam's business, and what were they going to think of her.
Feeling someone's presence in the room, she turned and frowned, seeing a pair of familiar green eyes on a hateful face. The man looked almost identical to Sam, except for a scar running down the right side of his face.
"Mmm, I knew my brother loved me, but to have you in here waiting for me like this…how you doing, Darlin? I am the man of your dreams."
Mercedes tightened the towel. "I don't think so. You can leave now."
He moved closer to her. "Aww baby, you are primed and ready for me, smelling all good, looking like a goddess in that towel." He ran his hand down her arm. "So smooth."
Mercedes slapped his hand away. "I did not give you permission to touch me!"
He looked at his hand as if she marked it. "The fuck?" He pulled her into him. "I don't think you understand how this works, I get what I want, and right now, I want you naked."
"I don't think you understand." She said calmly. "If you don't take your hands off of me, I will make you suffer."
He laughed. "Bitch I think it's time I taught you a very valuable lesson." He said, pushing her against the wall and reaching to untie her towel. "Men like me, we get what we want."
Mercedes stared at him. "Is that a fact, well let me teach you a valuable lesson." She said said as she kneed him in the groin and punched him in the face as he leaned down. Falling to the ground in the fetal position, she sat on his back, pulling both of his hands behind him, and he screamed out.
"Women like me are not afraid to kick some ass!" She spat, placing her knee in his back as she held him.
"Shit! Get the fuck off of me!"
"Not until you learn some respect! No means no!" She screamed at him.
He wiggled under her. "GET OFF OF ME!"
"What? Can't take it when it's someone making you feel pain? You were going to try to rape me! You wanted me to be the one screaming. Well, who's screaming now!"
"Let me go, you crazy bitch!"
"Don't call me a bitch!" Mercedes said as she pulled his arms tighter. "Say no means no!"
"Get off!" He said, trying to roll away from her, but she held him tighter.
Sam ran into the room with Puck and a few others and froze, seeing Mercedes on top of his brother. He frowned, stepping closer; he thought he had more time to warn her.
Seth growled angrily. "Get her off of me, Sam!"
"Shut up!" Mercedes warned. "This pig came in here, put his hands on me, and thought he could take what he wanted. But he's learning." She dug her knee into his back. "Say no means no, you bastard!"
He grunted, and she pulled his arms tighter, causing him to whimper. "No means no! Damn!"
"I am sorry they couldn't hear you all the way in the back." Mercedes said. "Say no means no."
"No means no!" He cried out.
"And say you are a bastard who needs to learn to respect women."
The man groaned in pain, repeating her words.
"If you ever put your hands on me again, hell, if you ever come near me again, I will break off your damn fingers and feed them to you, then see if you ever touch a woman again. No means fucking no, you bastard!" She said, releasing his hands and standing, kicking him for good measure.
The man stood holding his arms and moved angrily towards Mercedes, but Sam stood in front of him.
"Seth, what the hell are you doing in my room? Messing with my girl?"
"Getting his ass kicked." Came a female voice. "I am Stacey, by the way, and can I say I love you? You are my hero. No one has ever gotten the best of Seth, and I can't even pretend to hate you now." She gushed.
"Powerful, beautiful, and not afraid to get her hands dirty, why the hell does Sam get all the luck?" The other male asked who looked like Sam but younger.
"You gonna let this bitch get away with hurting me like that?" Seth asked, seething.
Sam smiled. "Call her a bitch again, and I will let her cut you."
Seth stepped back, and Sam sighed. "Now, can you all leave so my lady can get dressed? We will meet you down in a few."
Seth eyed Mercedes, but Sam stared him down. "Let's not forget who runs shit around here. Go!"
Huffing, Seth walked out the door, and everyone followed. Sam closed the door and turned to Mercedes.
She stared at him, wondering if he was going to be upset, but when he moved to her, wrapping his arms around her and crashing his lips to her, she was pleasantly surprised.
"That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. Taking that bastard down like that!" Sam said, removing her towel.
"Sam…oh." She moaned as his lips latched on her breast.
"No one has ever manhandled any of my siblings like that." He said, moving his hand down her body. "I kinda want you to manhandle me like that."
Mercedes grinned. "With your family down there?"
"I don't give a shit."
Mercedes licked her lips. "I thought you were all I amDom. Hear me roar."
Sam growled. "Fuck me, Mercedes, Now."
Mercedes smiled. "Na uh, you want me to manhandle you, then I will." She said, flipping them over and moving her body up to Sam's face. "Eat." She said, and Sam smiled, gripping her thighs and diving in. Sam prided himself on always being in control, but at this moment, he craved giving it up to her.
"Oh, just like that. I wanna cum all over your face." She whined.
Sam moved his face closer, sucking on her clit as his hands moved to her ass, causing her to scream out as she grabbed the headboard cumming hard and fast.
"Let me go again…please." He asked, licking along her slit, and she moaned out a yes, reaching behind her and grabbing his cock, stroking it.
"You feel so good."
"You taste like heaven." He mewed.
Mercedes rocked her hips, riding his tongue as another wave crashed over her. "Yes! Yes! Sam!" She screamed out, moving off of his lips and laying on the bed. "Pants off. Now!" She said breathlessly, and Sam complied with a smile as he laid back, and Mercedes crawled on top of him. She ran her tongue over his swollen head, moaning at the taste, and gripped him.
"Fuck! Swallow me, baby."
Mercedes ticked her tongue against her teeth. "You aren't in charge." She teased, taking him as deep as she could, then pulling out and smirking.
"Fuck!" Sam groaned, thrusting up. "Please, baby, let me fill a hole."
She smiled. "Since you asked so nicely." She moved to him and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. "Oh, Sam! I love how good you feel."
"Nothing compares to how you feel, baby." Sam hissed, gripping her hips.
Mercedes smiled. "Na uh." She grabbed his hands and placed them over his head.
Sam thrust up as Mercedes bounced down, as they both cried out in pleasure. There was a knock on the door, and Mercedes gripped his wrists. "Tell them to go away."
"Go away, no one here." He yelled, kissing her hungrily.
"When you're done fuckin, Everyone is here." Puck said. "Hurry up and picture me, Mercedes, so ya'll can be done."
"Do you want me to cut you, Puckerman?" She threatened.
"I'll see you down there."
Mercedes smiled down at Sam. "I guess I gotta work harder and faster, don't I?"
Sam nodded. "Yes! Yes baby, yes!"
"Then hold on."
After Mercedes literally rocked his world, Sam dressed and made his way down to the dining room wearing an all black suit with a red tie and stood tall looking out at his Family.
"I am glad you all could make it on such short notice," Sam said, taking a seat at the head of the table.
Santana smiled. "A pleasure to be here as always, sir. Can I ask what all that screaming was as I arrived?"
Seth cut his eyes at her, Stacey had already told them what happened, but he knew what his second in command was doing; she was trying to undermine him.
Sam looked at Seth. "Seth, care to tell your Second what happened?"
"I would not."
"I will." Stacey beamed. "It's becoming one of my favorite stories; Sam's girl kicked Seth's ass. Had him up there whining and crying, and saying no means no."
"Shit, I knew I should have come early; I would have loved to see that. So where is the woman who brought two Evans men to their knees?"
"Three, if Sam screws up, she's mine." Stevie boasted, earning a laugh from the table.
Before Sam could reply, the door opened, and Mercedes walked in wearing a red wrap-around dress that fell above her knees, her hair in loose curls flowing around her shoulders. The room turned silent, and Sam stood.
"Come on over here, beautiful; we were just talking about you," Sam said, and Mercedes walked towards him as all eyes were on her. She took a breath and kept her head held high.
Seth reached out for her but stopped when she eyed him, making sure he knew she wasn't playing with him. As she reached Sam, he pulled her to him and kissed her softly.
"Everyone, I would like to introduce you all to Mercedes." Sam looked at her. "Mercedes, this is my Family. You know Puck, he's the Underboss, my second in command. That's Stacey; if Puck is my Second, then Stacey is my Third; she keeps us in line and helps us stay on track. That's Stevie, Mike and you met Seth; they are my Capos. And their second in command, Biff, Jake, and Santana."
Everyone looked up at them, and Sam looked around. "So no one has anything to say?"
"Oh, we have a lot to say; I am just not sure if you want to hear it," Seth said.
"Speak for yourself," Stacey said. "She is beautiful and can kick ass, I think Sam has done well for himself, Santana, and I don't even have to put her through her paces."
Seth cut his eyes at her and looked back at Sam. "I am not sure you understand what is at stake here introducing another woman into this place."
"Last I heard, you had no issue with Sam's women." Santana spat at him.
"Know your place, Lopez! You may be my second, but I am not here for your shit." Seth said.
"She's not wrong; you don't like her because she kicked your ass when you tried to touch her," Stacey said.
Seth frowned. "She had no right to put her hands on me."
Mercedes tilted her head to the side. "Excuse you? You had no right to put your hands on me, you jackass!"
"You will learn your place and speak only when told to." He roared.
"Oh, I will speak when I damn well, please. So let me get this straight. I was supposed to sit there and let you rape me? Are you out of your fucking mind? I don't give a shit who you are; no one puts their hands on me if I don't want them to." She growled.
"Sam, you gonna let this nobody talk to me like that?" Seth questioned.
"She's not a nobody. And if I were you, I would tread lightly. I am already just about done with you after what you did. If you weren't my twin, I would have dropped you the moment you pulled that shit. I am the Boss, I am the man, and you are not. You had the chance to rule, but Father chose me." Sam said calmly.
"And you never let me forget it! You couldn't even make me second in command! You made Puck your second and Stacey you're third and lumped me in with everyone else."
"You want my crown, try and take it; otherwise, shut the fuck up and sit down." Sam boomed.
Seth stared at him and sat down. "It's okay; I got something better anyways. Matter of fact, since we are bringing our bitches in here and all that, I should bring mine in."
"Call me another bitch, and I will lay your ass out again," Mercedes warned as the door opened, and she froze.
"Quinn." Left Seth's lips as Mercedes watched the Blonde walk over to him and stop short when she saw Mercedes. Mercedes subtly shook her head no, and Quinn looked at Seth standing by his side.
"You remember Quinn, don't you Sam? If he didn't tell you about her Mercedes, she was Sam's girl until she came running next to me because he couldn't treat her right. Let her fend for herself."
Sam folded his arms as Mercedes closed her eyes. "You done with your games, Seth; they are getting really old."
"Maybe I am just done with you. Maybe I don't like the way you are running things." Seth said. "Maybe we all are."
Sam nodded. "Is that how you all feel?" Sam questioned, and the room was silent. "Looks like it's just you, Seth, and I am real tired of your mouth. I have given you chances because you are my brother, but I can't keep making excuses for you."
"Making excuses for me? That's funny." Seth spat.
Sam sat back and nodded. "As of this moment, you are relieved of your duty."
"The fuck?"
"Santana will take over for you. San, pick your second; we will send a memo to your soldiers that they answer to you now."
"You can't do this. You are just…just jealous I have Quinn?" Seth said, standing and slamming his fist on the table.
Sam sighed. "Quinn, care to tell him the truth, or should I?"
Seth glared at Quinn as she moved to stand beside Puck. Mercedes looked confused as she sat back and watched everything unfold.
"What the fuck is he talking about, Quinn, and why are you next to that bastard." Seth spat.
Quinn handed Sam a USB. "This is all of it, every deal he made behind your back, pretending to be you."
"Bitch. You've been spying on me? Betrayal is worth death here." Seth spat.
Sam nodded. "It's funny you would say that. See, you have betrayed not only me and your Family but everyone at this table too. It's time for you to answer for your crimes."