Page 25 of Addicted

I grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet, then led her upstairs to the bedroom.

We went a few more rounds with me taking her from behind, her riding me, me flipping her onto herback and fucking her until she couldn’t speak.

Eventually, she passed out, her body limp and exhausted on the bed.

I got dressed, grabbed my keys, and left.

I had to meet with Kenzo and my soldiers. Had business to handle.

***

The warehouse on the east side was buzzing with activity when I pulled up. My soldiers were scattered around the space, some counting money, others checking inventory, a few standing guard by the doors.

I walked in, and the room went quiet.

“Boss,” Julio said, nodding at me.

I nodded back and made my way to the center of the room, where a table was set up with stacks of cash and ledgers.

“Give me the rundown,” I said.

For the next hour, my soldiers gave me updates on what was happening in the traps. Money counts, product movement, any issues with customers or rival crews.

Everything was running smoothly. As it should be.

Then the conversation shifted to the traitor.

The room got tense. I could feel it. The way my soldiers shifted uncomfortably, the way their eyes darted around, avoiding mine.

Nobody wanted to be mistaken for the person causing the leak. Because that would mean death.

I let my gaze sweep over the room, studying each man carefully. Then my eyes landed on Wes.

He was standing near the back, his arms crossed, his face tight. He looked more uncomfortable thananyone else in the room.

I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Wes,” I said, my voice cutting through the silence.

He looked up, his eyes meeting mine for a split second before darting away.

“Yeah, boss?”

“You solid?”

“Yeah,” he said quickly. “I’m solid.”

I stared at him, letting the silence stretch. The tension in the room was suffocating.

“You sure about that?” I asked, my voice low and dangerous.

“I’m sure,” he said. “It ain’t me, Stone. You know I’m solid, man.”

I held his gaze for a long moment, then nodded slowly.

“Aight.”

I dismissed everyone, and they filed out quickly, eager to get away from the tension.