You're gonna dance to my tune, Papi Chulo!
Chapter One.
He was a stone cold hit man for the mafioso, taking out high profile targets not just in Night City, but the world over. Obviously, these hits would be sanctioned, and requested, by the benevolent Arasaka Corporation. This assassin was as heartless as they came, only relishing in the kill and the lucrative fortunes that came with it. However, his outlook on life would change when he met her...
It was not a good month for Miss Milena Saurez of Heywood. Her brother, a proud member of the Valentinos, was taken out by the illustrious mercenary known as V, who pumped him full of hot brass during a shoot out at a Reconciliation Park cafe, in which NCPD offered a reward for killing the gang members whom held several civilians hostage.
Several of her high school chooms, many of which whom she was close with since her kindergarten years, also Valentinos, were recently snuffed by their most hated of enemies, the 6th Street Gang of Santo Domingo.
Her brother's best friend, one Francisco Alejandro and lieutenant in the gang, offered her chance to join the Valentinos without the need to be beaten in, to murder, or sleep with her fellow members. However, she declined the easy path in, and was willing to throw down with and sleep with as many members as possible in hopes they would all be willing to tutor her in the ways of firearms and cyberware to avenge the fallen close to her heart. Given that Milena was an exquisitely radiant woman, a dark mahogany skinned goddess of Mexicano, Puerto Rican, and Cubano descent, with curves in all the right places; they were more than willing to oblige her request, much to Francisco's chagrin, as he's had a thing for her for several years. While homegirl was quickly becoming proficient in the ways of quick hacking and slinging a gold plated, high caliber Nue handgun, the month she spent training for retribution would be far from enough for her to take on her enemies.
One Friday afternoon, as Milena was walking through the streets of Vista Del Ray on the way to the shooting range, three members of 6th Street rolled up on her in their custom Herrera Outlaw GTS droptop, three male members who were chromed to max and took a liking to what they saw. Milena was wearing very short denim shorts that displayed a generous amount of her divine glutes and her lovely legs, and a white and gray plaid top that was tied in a manner that showed her abs and cleavage.
She could see the lust and rapist wit in their eyes as they parked the car and hopped out their wheels, and upon recognizing them as being unmistakably 6th Street, she immediately drew her Nue from her holster and opened fire, managing to get several shots off. While she was able to hit one of them in the neck and incapacitate him, the other two quickly closed the gap and pinned her down. One of them restrained her with his gorilla arms while the other revealed his mantis blades, presumably to cut her clothes for easy access.
Milena struggled to break free of their grasp. "I'll fucking kill all you little 6th Street putas!"
The two 6th Street thugs looked to each other and laughed. The one with the gorilla arms who held her firmly in place sneered playfully, "Don't gotta try so hard, Mami Chulo, we're gone take good care of you!"
The one with the mantis blades proceeded to cut her clothes off, skillfully enough that they ripped open without any signs of struggle but not allowing her flesh to be cut. "Bruh, this Valentino slut is one nova preem piece of ass, we get first dibs but we should definitely share her with the boys back home, they'll be in our debt fo sho!"
Fuck, she told herself, these putas have military grade firewalls, it will take too long to hack them!
Milena continued to struggle in her bind, eager to be free but to no avail. "Pieces of shit, you gonna fucking dance to my tune!"
They laughed some more before a menacing gun shot, likely from a high caliber revolver, took out the man restraining her, blowing up his head up like an eviscerated watermelon. The one with the mantis blades looked behind him but did not see his death coming as the attacker used his Sandevistan to quickly maneuver around him before driving a katana straight through his throat.
The man who took them out was a middle aged man; a gringo with a shiny que ball head, grayed out stubble, and yet a very muscular frame.
He smirked, "Lucky for you I was in the neighborhood, eh Mami?"
Even though he was clearly not Valentinos, she felt an immediate attraction to this alluring, yet middle aged man who was probably old enough to be her father. "W-who are you?"
"Tobias Binnotto, assassin for the Italiano Mafioso."
Milena froze in terror, knowing full well the Mafioso and Valentinos were not on anything resembling good terms.
Tobias could sense her fear. He took note of an incomplete Valentinos tattoo on her neck and chuckled. "Worry not, Mamacita. Taking out street thugs isn't something I bother with, not enough money in it."
She breathed a sigh of relief.
He never trusted anyone, but somehow he sensed he could trust her and told her about himself. "We usually get outsourced to when Arasaka has some high profile targets that it needs taken out, since they can't rely on the Tyger Claws to do this type of job tactfully."
That explains the Sandevistan, she thought. "I guess that's two I owe you, then," Milena slightly smiled as she eyed the man over before she bit her lip. "I don't suppose I would be your type, would I?"
The man arched his eye brow. "I hope you're at least 18 asking me something like that…"
"I'll be 20 in two months…"
Tobias cocked his head ever so slightly. "You're every man's type, to be honest, Mami. But why are you asking?"
Tears rolled down her eyes. "You saved me, s-so you can have me…"
"I'm 20 years your senior, little lady, so call me surprised a cutie like you is interested."
Milena scoffed. "I'm not that altruistic. Many people I loved were murdered recently, including my older brother, so I joined the Valentinos for the purpose of revenge. I really need a strong man like you in my life. I don't have a father, and my mother is strung out on god knows what kind of drugs in an alley or doll studio somewhere."
Tobias was never one to give a fuck. Never did he feel empathy or compassion for anyone or anything. All he cared about was money and the sadistic pleasures he received from brutally torturing and snuffing his enemies. Yet, for the first time in his 39 years of existence, he suddenly felt remorse for this impossibly gorgeous girl who was stripped naked and alone in the world, eager to spread her legs for anything resembling security. "God damn it," he muttered inaudibly, uncomfortable with the fact his heart strings actually resonated with someone's sadness for once. He stated matter of factly, "I don't think your gangoon choombas would take too kindly to me, but I have decided to help you in any case, thus you need to vouch for me so they don't fuck with my shit, comprehende?
She slightly nodded. "Si, papi chulo."
"Anyhoo, who's the fucker that needs to be offed?"
"Asides from the whole of 6th Street? An Afterlife mercenary who goes by the name of V."
"Oh shit," Tobias muttered, "That one's gonna be difficult."
Milena's eyes widened. "Know him?"
"Her, actually. And only by reputation. We happen to have a mutual associate between us; My old Arasaka contact, Goro Takemura. According to him, she fled to Arizona with her nomad buddies in the Aldecaldos after they mounted the raid at Saka HQ last week."
Her heart sank as revenge for her brother's death would have to wait. "I see. What about 6th Street?"
"I got no love for them, quite detest their ultra patriotic bullshit to be honest. Loyalty to one's self, not a fucking country is my fucking motto. So if you want me to help snuff those redneck sons of bitches then I'm down."
In an unusually kind gesture, at least for him, he unbuttoned his black button up shirt, removed it, showing off his godly physique, then wrapped it around her. "As for the offer to sleep with you, we can revisit that after your revenge. Right now, you're one of the few people I can count on one hand that's actually earned my respect."
Milena blushed at his proclamation. "Gracias, papi."
"So for those 6th Street thugs, if you really want them snuffed out that bad, we take them out, their spouses, their children. I. Just. Do. Not. Give. A. FUCK!"
Milena could clearly see he was being 100% serious and was in no way bluffing. "That's okay papi chulo, I don't think we need to go that far, but I do appreciate your consideration!" Her new ally had some obligate sociopathic tendencies, but as this man was extremely strong, powerful, and could just plain get shit done, not to mention he was probably an animal in the sack, she saw the risk as being negligible in comparison to the reward. The goddess of a woman, hungry for warmth and comfort, embraced him before forcing her lips to his. While caught off guard, he relaxed into her. Upon sensing this, she probed his mouth with her tongue, and he was willing to reciprocate. Needing to breath 20 seconds or so later, they parted their kiss. "What was that for, Mami?"
"You made me so wet when you described the fate that awaits those 6th Street putas. Papi Chulo. I've never felt such a tingle between my legs like this! Please don't make me wait, I need you inside me now."
The hit man looked into her radiant brown eyes, seeing how longingly she looked at him, like a lost puppy finding a new owner. "Very well, let's get you back home and we can continue where we left off."
"My place is kind of a shit hole, papi, can we go to your place?"
"Sure, but you can call me Tobias, by the way. And I never did catch your name?"
"Oh! I am Andrea Milena Saurez, but people just call me Milena."
"Well, Miss Milena, my car is right over there." He pointed a car that was considered a classic. Not quite as classic as the Silverhand 993 era 911 Turbo, but a classic none-the-less. A black 992 era 911 GT3 RS.
Milena liked what she saw. "Oooooooh, that is a really sexy car, Tobias."
Tobias smiled gleefully before unlocking it with his key fab. They got in and rode off. Milena was in for quite the shock as they approached North Oak and began slowing down. "Please don't tell me you live here."
"I do."
By Santa Muerte, Milena swore in her head, he's rich too!
Within a couple minutes they arrived at his estate, a three story home which probably totaled a little over 10,000 square feet. Milena looked to her new benefactor, once again tears threatening her eyes. "Why are you helping me? You are clearly a god amongst men, while I'm just a peasant."
Tobias gently placed his hands on her face before placing a soft kiss on her lips. "As I said, you've touched me, Mami. And you are probably the most gorgeous woman I have ever met, not to mention you did offer yourself to me. I promise to do right by you." He then kissed her again.
"I can't take it anymore," Milena begged, "Take me to your bed and fuck me senseless!"
Later in the evening, after a marathon romp which lasted more than a few hours, they laid on their backs in bed, sharing hits of a THC cigarette.
"I can't believe I did something like this," Milena admitted, "A little more than a month ago I was still a virgin."
"Really?"
"Si. I had sex with five Valentinos when I was in the initiation phase, but beyond that, I never had sex."
"For what it's worth," Tobias admitted, "I've fucked so much women I've lost count, I typically only make note of the ones that leave an impression. And those are very slim in number."
Milena giggled. "Did I manage to make an impression?"
Tobias shuffled towards her and ran his hand through her dark maroon hair. "You have an impression, and then some." Her looked her in the eyes. "I really dig you, so I'm thinking, maybe we can kinda make this official. Like, be an us."
She giggled again. "Aww, Tobias! You promoting from side bitch to your main chica so soon?"
"I am, Milena. For the first time in my life, I feel something for someone. It's terrifying, for certain, but none-the-less I want you close to me."
She leaned into him and pressed her lips and her tongue to his own. It was a brief this time but Tobias did reciprocate in kind.
After they parted, Milena studied his deep cerulean eyes. "Te amo, papi chulo."
Tobias laughed.
"I'm sorry, it's too soon for that, isn't it?"
He shook his head. "It's never too soon when the feeling's right. Te amo, Milena."
They kissed again.
While they were definitely planning another round for their romp, approaching foot steps alerted them and they reached for their iron.
It was a middle aged dressed in a shimmering white tux and dark gray trenchcoat
"What the fuck, Takemura?! Could have called first!"
"I tried, but your phone was on do not disturb."
Tobias realized this to be true as he didn't want anyone interrupted his love making episode with his new lady friend. "Fair enough."
Goro made his plea, "I need your help."
The hit man sighed. "Who does Saka want snuffed this time?"
"I'm not here on behalf of Arasaka, this is a personal request."
Tobias arched an eyebrow. "Oh?"
"Arasaka is planning a raid on the Aldecaldo camp outside Phoenix. I want you to save the nomads, and my friend V, from the terrible fate that awaits them."
Milena, in ire after hearing that name, asked, "V?!"
The Mafioso man did not like the sound of this. "And then I'll become an Arasaka target myself?!"
"No, I have a plan to obscure their sensors and comms so they will not be the wiser to your involvement."
"I'm sorry, you want him to help V, the bitch who killed my brother and several other Valentinos?! Fuck that!"
"Tobias, it seems you need to put your gangoon dog on a leash!"
The mafioso hitman pointed his iron at him once again. "Don't ever talk about my lady like that, ever!"
Takemura couldn't help but laugh a bit. "You actually feel something for once? That is so not like you. In any case, I have an AV waiting outside. You have 10 minutes."
After he left, Milena spoke up, "This is my chance to get her..."
Tobias could not help be worried about the nomads retaliation against her. "You do know the Aldecaldos will kill you, right? I've heard she's been initiated into the clan."
As much she was wanting revenge, she was open to an alternative. "So what do you suggest?"
"You have to play it smart, Milena. Maybe the opportunity will rise for you to take her out when no one is looking. But I suggest you come with me on this mission, and there you can see the path you need to take."
She concurred with his assessment. "Si, papi."
"But Milena, please don't do anything stupid. If you sense the heat coming, hide. I don't want to lose you."
They kissed once again before getting dressed to meet Takemura-san.
