Gods, they were stupid. Well, be stupid and you’ll get dumb results.
When I turned my attention back to Jackson, his eyes were pleading and full of lust.
“Now, Jackson, if I allow you to proceed, will you behave?”
“Yes, Lady E.”
Tilting my head to the side, I looked back up at him as I asked, “And what of Antoinette?” His wife was a beautiful woman, who knew I controlled all the finances and provided her a sizable allowance every month. With that, she took care of the household, including the kids' education. “Should I sendherthe new Coach bag? Then I can plan my trip somewhere warm.”
He adjusted his cock in his seat, and I smirked. “She would love that, Mistress.”
“Alright then. I’ll prepare the accounts exclusively for use in this project. You will report to me monthly on the status and provide me itemized reports for every penny used. If additional funds are needed, please let me know. Is that clear, Jackson?”
“Every dime will be accounted for.”
“Great. Now, please go and take care of your cock. I’m assuming Antoinette knows you’re meeting with me?” He nodded. “Good. I’ll let her know you are on the way home and to be ready for you.”
“Thank you, Mistress.” He stood, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and I smiled as he walked away, his pants clearly tented.
Grabbing my phone again, I took a sip of my coffee and called Antoinette, who answered on the second ring. “Mistress.”
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Carver. Jackson is on his way home now. Be a good girl and take care of that cock of his. He did very well presenting his proposal and deserves to be rewarded.”
Her moan on the other side of the line had me smiling. They were an interesting couple. He loved me taking over the finances, and she loved taking direction on pleasing herhusband. There had been more than one occasion where I had given real-time instruction on how they were to pleasure each other, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy having so much power over them.
“Yes, Mistress.” There was a pause on the line before she asked, “Any specific requirements?”
Dropping my voice so others couldn’t hear me, I kept my tone strong and commanding. “Tell him to fuck your throat, but just before he releases, pull away, demanding he fuck and cum in your ass. Understood?”
Her whimper of pleasure was all the answer I needed, but like the good girl she was, she answered, “Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress.”
“Have a good afternoon, Antoinette.”
After hanging up, I leaned on the table as I took another sip of my coffee. The idiots two tables down continued to spill specifics about the drug shipment coming into Trenton, and when one mentioned it would be stopping in Barstow and was idiotic enough to even say where, I texted Barry, an FBI agent I had history with and who had also been trying to bring the Azzaro family down for a long time, the information.
My phone rang almost instantly. “Hello there.”
“You ghosted me after our date and then sent me key evidence against the Azzaro family out of the blue?”
A deep sigh came out.This again?“Barry, it wasn’t a date. Not in the sense that you mean. It was a business meeting to see if we were compatible. We weren’t. That became apparent when you couldn’t let go of the control. If you hire me to do something for you but then you won’t let me do it, the requested dynamic doesn’t work.”
“Regardless, you didn’t answer my texts.”
He was right. Barry had wanted more than I was willing to give. “I’m not relationship material. You need a sweet, innocentgirl who will match you. That isn’t me. Now, do you want me to send you information I find or not?”
There was a long pause on the line. “You know I do. I’ve been after the Azzaros for years. Ever since Ben was caught in the crossfire.”
“I know. The fact they let you live after turning your back on them is a gift.”
He let out a heavy sigh. “I know. I know.” There was another moment of silence as I took another sip of my coffee. “How did you find this out?”
“I listen.”
“Elin, why are you doing this? What about your father?”
I gritted my teeth.What about him?“He’s dead.”
Someone was shouting for him in the background. “Listen, I have to go, but thank you for the tip.”
