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Have Mercy
Now I have to admit I have done some very unholy things in the past. I was pregnant, and we all know how the birds and bees work. But this one here is the cherry on top.
Not only am I sitting here sucking the dick of my enemy, I'm sucking the dick of my stalker, I'm sucking the dick of my secret admirer, and I'm sucking the dick of just some oddly nice guy.
I always took offense when someone said the words 'suck my dick.' I mean, hey, I used this slang sometimes, but to do it literally is just insane, especially since someone could always walk in and see me in this mess.
Ivan lets out a loud groan as my mouth takes in his throbbing dick. My head went up slowly as I was teasing him, making his whole body tense up.
I have to admit his cock was nice, and taking it wasn't so bad, especially with a size like his. Sucking him off is making me question whether this was a decent idea or not.
"F-fuck, Ai—do it like that," Ivan curses as he rolls his eyes back. I can feel his hand on my head as if he was about to grab my hair.
Ivan is starting to move his hips as I lick the tip and suck softly.
"Damn, Aisha, stop teasing me." Ivan looks down at me, starting to grip my hair tightly.
"Can I…?" Ivan asked, and I nodded, allowing him to forcefully bob my head at a fast pace.
Ivan kept panting like a dog in heat, and he also kept complimenting me on my obviously amazing efforts.
"Your... *gasp is* not so bad," Ivan groaned while making me take it all in.
'Shit, it's hitting my throat. I don't know if I could handle this any longer.'
His fingers get tangled in my curls as he quickens his pace. At this point, Ivan's hand is gripping the bed sheets tightly.
"Wait, Aisha, I think I'm about to cum," Ivan blurted out in an airy tone.
I take my mouth off in show from what he said.
"Wait, what?" I exclaimed.
Ivan leaned back his face at the door as he let out a moan of pure ecstasy. Ivan came on my face, and I started spitting and rubbing my face.
"What the hell? Why didn't you— I stopped when the worst thing happened just now.
Suddenly the door flew open, and I saw not only my brother but my ex there as well. Everyone was in total shock except for Ivan. No, instead he had to make everything just 10 times worse.
"God, your mouth was amazing," Ivan said as he lay on the bed in pure bliss and happiness all across his face.
Max was just sitting there shocked while Damian looked poker-faced as usual, only this time you could tell he was angry.
I grabbed a random napkin at the bedside and just wiped my face. I saw some of the crew members looking at me, whispering among themselves. I so badly wanted to tell them off, but I stayed quiet.
Dante started laughing to himself while facepalming.
"Of course, you're like this, what, 2 months after we broke up?" Dante responded sarcastically.
I looked at him pissed the fuck off because Dante had no right to speak to me like that, especially since I caught him in a worse decision.
"Excuse me," I said, putting my hands on my hips, completely irritated.
"You're excused."
"Need I remind you of the time you had to 'fuck a girl for a mission' and instead got her pregnant? Besides, how's Joseph? I heard he's having a great time with the woman who won full custody of him." I crossed my arms, and I saw his eyes twitch with my words.
"You don't know what it's like to lose someone so dear and close to you. I thought I was gonna go crazy once I lost him." Dante blurted out
"Guys," Max tried to intervene but to no avail.
"Oh, so I guess OUR son meant nothing to you, huh? Well, of course, he didn't, cause you KILLED HIM!" I stomped over to him.
"Guys!" Max said, getting louder and also handcuffing Ivan, who was interested in the drama.
"It was either you or the baby, and at the time I would do anything for you, but honestly that was my biggest mistake." Dante got in my face, making me back up.
"GUYS!" Max shouted.
"Choosing a selfish bitch over an innocent child—" Dante said, but Max caught me before I punched him.
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW!" Max shouted at us.
"You two stop fighting and listen up!" Max snaps, his gaze sweeping over the assembled crew. "We need to move fast. Grab those power-defective cuffs and get Ivan secured. NOW."
The crew springs into action, two of them roughly grabbing Ivan in the special cuffs Max used. The cuffs, designed to suppress and neutralize the specialty a human has
"Aisha, baby, I'll see you later. Bye." Ivan waved happily while still being cuffed.
"Alright, let's move out," Max orders, jerking his head towards the door. "Kendall, Damian, you two ride with me. The rest of you, get Ivan back to the van. Now."
As the crew left, the rest of us followed slowly after and left the room. The shocking thing about this was that the bodyguards weren't dead. They were just standing as if they were soldiers and just watched us till we left the building.
Kana and the other strippers watched us in shock as we left, but my manager had some thoughts about me leaving.
"Babydoll, you can't leave. Come on, after everything I've done for you and even offered extra for your first day, you stupid—" The manager stopped his words as soon as I threw a stack at him.
"Take it and shove it up your ass maybe that'll keep you quiet," I responded, and he for sure kept his mouth shut.
"Visit when you can," Kana said right before I closed the door behind us.
We saw Ivan and our crew get into the car and ride off immediately; that was when Max blew up on us.
"Listen up, both of you," he says, his voice low and dangerous. "I need you two to stop this bullshit, 'cause this ends NOW! We have a job to do, and I won't let you fuck it up because of your shit. So grow the fuck up and act like adults."
He points a finger at me, his eyes flashing with fury.
"And YOU," he snarls, his gaze cutting to me. "When I said fuck the information out of him, I wasn't being literal. But that's a problem for another time. Right now, we need to focus on getting Ivan back and finding out what the hell he knows about the Apex."
Max takes a step closer to them, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper.
"So put your fucking differences aside, and let's get this done. Before I'm forced to choose between you and the job. And trust me, you don't want to test me on that."
"Wait, but that's the problem he doesn't know anything," I informed them.
"Did he fuck your brains out too?" Max asked sarcastically, "What the hell do you mean he doesn't know anything?"
"First off, fuck you second off, he's actually clueless, and to be honest with you, I don't even think he's even our enemy," I revealed to them my true opinions on the matter.
"Explain." Dante chipped in.
"I let my guard down, and he easily had the chance to hurt me, hell, even kill me, but he never did. He never even used his specialty on me either.
"So you're telling me Ivan is useless; then why even be a part of Apex if he's not gonna act like what he is, a predator?" Max asked.
I don't know, but I trust him.
"I don't trust him luckily we're not taking him to the agency. We still don't know what he's capable of if he hasn't acted out by now," Dante worriedly exclaimed.
"But let's think of it this way. Apex has been pushing Ivan as the face of the group, sometimes even the leader, so that anytime you think of them, you'd think he's the main bad guy or the main villain," I started.
"Think about it when you think of Ivan, you think of Apex or his stupid business, but have you ever seen Ivan actually do anything bad or at least heard anything?" I theorized that maybe Ivan couldn't be a threat to us at all.
"No, there's not even pictures or videos of him killing anybody there's truthfully no evidence that he's a problem besides the whole Apex thing," Dante realized.
"If he isn't the problem, then what is he?" Max asked both of the boys, looking at me, curious about my answer.
Simple.
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A scapegoat