Nicholas
As soon as I closed the door, still with a smile on my face after I kissed my slut.
" Forgive my girlfriend. I smile and head towards the couple. And I point to the chairs and ask them to sit down and I go to my table.
— No problem, I liked your girlfriend. — Judge Santiago responds smiling and I smile back.
— How can I help you? I ask curiously.
— Mr. Ruiz would like to ask you some questions about a process... — she starts and looks at the security guard and says: — Miguel, what you hear here is "off", do you hear me?
"Yes…" he mutters annoyed.
— I didn't hear, Miguel... — she asks, or rather, she orders and I get to smile when I see that they were having something and I feel sorry for the guy that if she looks like my prostitute he was lost.
"I already told you so, Monica. he grumbles and as soon as she sees he's going to comply she starts.
"Judge Ruiz, what can you tell me about the Lo Fuego Mafia?" She lets go and I stop smiling right away.
"Judge Santiago, why do you need to talk about them?" I ask both curious and worried.
— Because I was chosen, let's put it this way, to judge the president's son... — She lets go and I notice her hands are shaking.
" Are you sure you're going to judge?" I ask carefully. We both know how famous this mafia is.
— I'm afraid so, I received an e-mail and the case was sent to me for the trial... - she says trembling and I notice that this Miguel takes her hands and keeps touching them as if that helps to calm her down.
'So it looks like it's been decided…' 'All I say is. The public defenders who sent us these processes were only willing to put our lives at risk.
"Yes, Nicholas, may I call you that?" — she asks and I nod in agreement and I smile when I see the expression on the face of that bodyguard who didn't like it at all it was before he stopped at my table five judges have already refused and honestly I'm already the sixth who asked not to judge and they they didn't accept it…" she answers with regret.
"So Monica, you're going to judge?" I ask worriedly.
— Yes I have the problem it's not just judging it's bad enough, sorry for the language. She apologizes awkwardly and smiles.
— No need to apologize, I know how things are. And another we are in my office and not in a trial session. — I remind her that I smile and smile together.
"Again, I apologize, this is no way to speak to such a stature as yourself..." she stutters.
— Calm down, do you need water? I ask.
- No, thank you! I'm fine just remembering it, I'm starting to get scared... - she declares and I understand what she's feeling isn't easy.
"And what do you want help with?" I ask cautiously.
"Nicholas, how do I proceed with a trial when they've put a price on my head already..." she asks.
" Have you ever received threats?" I ask in surprise.
"Yes... She's had several already!" - Miguel answers and I notice by his expression that he was worried about his client, or rather, tell by the way he is treating her as his wife.
—- Yes that's true, I don't know how, I started receiving death threats and only found out later who it was that they were threatening me. - she declares.
"What are you saying?..." I ask cautiously.
"If I don't give up they'll start hunting down every member of my family and killing one by one. - she answers with regret that was the evil of being a judge we were always being threatened.
'And what did you decide?' I ask cautiously
- Sincerely? she asks and I nod in agreement. — On the one hand I want to do justice and on the other hand I'm afraid that it will end up harming my family and... — She stutters nervously and I understand what she's going through, I've been through something similar.
- AND? I decided to come here to see if I can give up and if I can't, I'd rather leave the area. - she declares and I see the determination that was there and I admire it a lot.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" I ask.
— Not really, I want to judge... I want to put that bastard in jail, it's just that it's costing my life not only mine but my family's. she declares regretfully.
"I'll help you, I'll see what I can do to keep you from giving up your job." — I declare I still don't know how else I would go.
— Thank you Nicholas, you can be sure that you and your girlfriend have found good friends. - she declares and lets go of Miguel's hand and gets up and I get up too and I wait for her to pass in front and her boyfriend following her like a puppy.
I smile again hoping to get what she wants so badly, I'll have to get in touch with some friends. As soon as I opened the door for her to pass, she comes back and hugs me and says:
- Thank you for everything! she asks as I hear a growl and I smile at Miguel and call out to him. Whether he's weird or not, he doesn't say anything and as soon as he gets close to me I say: — Take it easy, don't give up she likes you! - I declare and he looks at me and says:
"Between me and Miss Santiago, there's nothing between us!" - he says in a low voice and still smiling when he sees that she got distracted by my lewd and I look at them chatting and say:
— Miguel is obvious that you like each other a lot, he doesn't let anything bad come to harm you. I ask and he nods in agreement. And they say goodbye and when they are going to the elevator I call him again and declare. - Take good care of her! — And he waves back and she just smiles and as soon as they enter the elevator and the doors close I hear my Devassinha say:
— If they didn't go to bed soon, I won't tell you anything! Dominique jokes making me laugh and I understand what she means.
"If they haven't decided yet, fate will soon take its course." — I warn her, who smiles as she says:
"They already like each other a lot..." she declares.
— Yes, it's true, but this threat isn't letting her be happy. - I declare and receive a shocked look and answer: — I'll tell you at home, don't worry. But first I need to make some calls.
"Don't you want me to call? Dominique asks and I smile as I say:
"No honey, this time I have to call the court. — I answer and give a quick kiss and I go back inside my room and I keep remembering the conversations I had with Monica and I was going to help she just didn't know yet. Although I still had some friends at the Supreme and who knows I can't solve this story soon?
I take my agenda and look at the contacts and take a deep breath and take my cell phone, after all if they already knew that she would be the new judge it is because the case was very serious and that meant that someone was deleting it and it was another very serious thing .
"Hello, would you like to speak with His Honor, Garcia?" — I ask as soon as I am attended to. - This is Judge Nicholas I would like to know if Garcia is available?
And as soon as I heard a voice I thought I would never hear again, it was my father Vicente Garcia Ruiz. The executioner judge who hadn't made a point of talking to him until now.
— How can I help my son? he asks my father. And I gather strength from where I don't even know where I had it and I answer:
— Hi, Dad, I need your help... — I ask him what I wanted and he just replies:
— My son, don't mess with them! He declares without hesitation.
— Dad is a friend… — I remember him making him see that he couldn't abandon his new friend.
"Nicholas, he's already marked whether or not he's judged this ends soon. - my father declares and I get curious.
"So he's marked?" I ask curiously.
— Yes, but I'll see if I can get what you asked for ok! he declares.
- Thanks Dad! - I thank you and we talk a little more and say goodbye.
" You're welcome, my son, I hope we can meet, anytime?" he asks and I smile in agreement. It had been a while since I had counted on him since our mother died.
My brother and I stopped talking to him after our mother passed away. Our father, let's put it this way, ended up betraying her memory with some random woman.
- Yes let's go! - I answer that from the moment I decided to call him I wasn't willing to stay on the line with him long.
I think the longing to chat with his father made him see what I was missing and I would really like him to meet my Devassinha.
- And your brother? he asks cautiously.
"He's as good as possible. I declare not wanting to tell him about my niece.
'Is everything okay with them?' he asks now worriedly.
— Yes, father, but Guilherme should tell you something! - Warning.
As we talk, I hear the sound of the door opening and I smile when I know who it was. And I stand there looking at her who smiles and I completely forget that she was, with my father, until I hear my father call.
- Sorry I was distracted... - I declare getting a wink and my gaze drops as the damn thing starts to take off her shirt and I start drooling and I didn't need to look at my father to see that he was hard.
My hand automatically goes straight to him and starts caressing him, giving him light squeezes, making my teeth clench tightly to keep from moaning. And I stop touching myself and I take my hand to the zipper and lower it and take my cock out making her gasp and smile to see that she was very excited and that was really good, that I would devour her completely.
- Son, I think you're distracted, really? my father declares.
— Yes, father, I have to go after we talk. - I warn and get a surprised look from Dominique and smile at her knowing we would have this conversation at another time.
We finish reading while I watch my lassie without her blouse and wearing only a bra, skirt and stiletto heels, they made me moan softly. I end the call as quickly as possible and when I finally get it I call her with my finger and she comes and when she arrives and says:
- Everything is fine? she asks and I can see she's worried.
- Now yes, with you here everything is fine! I warn her, leaving her calm.
"And you're going to tell me about this connection with your father?" she asks curiously, as I pull her close to me and place her on the table while I stand there admiring her beauty.
"And you'll go as soon as I devour you first..." I declare and stand up and stand and I lean her on the table and I hear her moan when I take my hand between her legs and feel her wet. "I see you're very wet, love?"
"For you always..." she moans when I push her panties away and I slide my finger across her lips and I hear her moan again and I bring my face to her neck I lick it as I say:
"I'm always hard for you always, my little whore!
I take her hand and make her feel it and I moan loudly.
"I want to be devoured by you…" she moans louder as her hand drops from my cock as I smack inside her pussy with my fingers.
"And you will be and now!" — I warn and comply, I end up devouring her the way I wanted and the way she liked most with great force. And hearing her scream was music to my ears.
The next day...