She will be rewarded well for being such an obedient princess. Now it’s time to tuck her in for a little nap before I get dressed and wait for Yara and the guys.
Our session lasted almost two hours. No wonder she is so exhausted. I cuddled her, pulling the elastic from her wound-up hair and letting the strands loose.
I rubbed her head and held her close to my chest until she fell asleep. Her dark hair fanned across the pillow, always gave her a wild look. I admired her beauty for a few more minutes before I stood up from the bed. I gently kissed her cheek, then left the room, leaving her door open.
Chapter 30
Atlas
Kitten was taking a much-needed nap while I waited for everyone to arrive. We had an assignment later this evening and needed to map out the plan. I thought about leaving Kitten locked up in her room while I was gone. Joey has a new love interest and has had his head stuck up the guy's ass these past couple of weeks.
Zach could stay here, too. I could leave him in charge of her while I was out. He can work from the computer in my office tracking our target if we lose him. The whole hit shouldn't take over two hours, tops.
We know his current location because Yara has been watching him for the last few days, but that doesn't mean he won't change course. He shouldn't have pissed off his boss by selling the girls he kidnapped to a rival trafficker. Because of his stupidity, he would be a dead man tonight. The hit on him paid five hundred thousand dollars.
I'm not strapped for cash, but I want to keep growing my finances. With a beautiful girl to feed, clothe, and care for, the more money I have, the better I will feel.
I have been considering retiring for the past year, but I would miss the thrill of the chase. Even though Kitlyn excites me beyond measure, it isn't the same feeling as killing someone, and I have no intention of taking her life. I can barely breathe when she isn't with me.
I sound like a fucking pathetic loser, but it’s the truth. I enjoy her company as much as I love fucking her. She brings out the worst and best in me. A loud knock brought me back to the present. I looked at the door cam. It's the shady bunch.
I am shocked that they all showed up at the same time. My brother was looking straight into the lens, making fucked-up faces at me. He is such a clown. He knows about Kitten but hasn’t met her yet. I shook my head as I unlocked the door with the remote and let them in.
Yara had on shorts that almost went up her ass and a see-through tan tank top that left nothing to the imagination. She wasn't wearing a fucking bra, showing off her tits. Her nipples were dark, and you could see them as if she were standing in the room completely topless.
My brother wore jeans with a sleeveless tee shirt, showing off his lean, muscular arms. Unlike me, he didn't have any ink. His hair is as dark as mine, and his eyes are light blue. I am six-six, and he is six feet even. He isn't hurting for female companionship, that's for sure. For a minute, I felt a little worried about him meeting Kitten, but then I calmed myself.
He is eye candy for many ladies, but he isn't as handsome as I am. I almost laughed out loud at the thought. Here I was, jealous of my younger brother over my pet.
This is the shit I am talking about. I am so possessive of the little witch that I worry about my brother being around her, and it drives me up the wall.
I have never thought like that before. At least with Joey and his good looks, he is gay, so there is nothing to worry about there. He also has the same dark hair as me and Zach, and he is six foot one with hazel eyes. He isn't as muscular as Zach and me, but he holds his own.
Jacob was also tall and intimidating. Standing at about six- foot-two, he is also muscular. He is handsome in his own right. He's not as good-looking as me and Zach, but he isn't desperate for female attention either.
His hair is dark brown, and his eyes are hazel. He wore jeans, and his black tank showed off his inkless, sculpted arms.
I looked at Yara as she sat on the island in the kitchen. I stared at her for a minute.
"What the hell are you wearing? I hope you aren't in that getup tonight when we take out our target. It is too distracting. I don't want too many men surrounding you, only one…our victim." She smiled as she looked down at her chest.
"Oh, come on, Atlas. It's just a pair of fucking tits, and besides, I am almost flat-chested. Who the hell cares? I am comfortable, and it's hot as balls outside. I will wear more appropriate attire when I meet you later."
She scanned the room, then looked at me with a confused expression. "Where is your little project?"
Zach took a seat next to her, gawking at her tits. He has no shame at all. It must run in the family. I ran my fingers through my hair, frowning at Yara.
Jacob sat across from her, paying no attention to the free titty show displayed before him.
I glared at Yara, not feeling too pleased with her right now.
“For one, Kitlyn is not my project, but my guest. She is sleeping. She was exhausted and needed to take a nap.”
"Yara laughed, grinning from ear to ear.
"Tell me, Atlas, do you bottle-feed her too?"
Zach threw his head back, snorting, while Jacob sat quietly.
