#AN UNEXPECTED FUNERAL#

ALEX'S POV

Ever heard of the expression '4 weddings and a funeral'? Well I have and turns out from a grand wedding of the century turns out to become a funeral the very next day.

I played with the lace material of my white high-low dress since in honouring the death of a woman of a mafia.

The colour black seems too dark, depressing and empty for the departing soul so in light of it the men wear black whereas women wear white. Give a little hope for the soul whether they will enter heaven or hell.

"I know I didn't get to know her but you seemed really happy-"

"I was... and now I want the person who did this. Their friends, family and any relatives will soon be... gone... just like she did" My father says emotionless as we both stare at the freshly engraved headstone.

"Our beloved Amara Pierceson".

As we arrive to our home I follow father into his study just as Ryan Rekes graces us with his presence.

Ryan stood there in his black blazer and jeans contrasting his chocolate brown hair and dark green eyes. He was indeed handsome but something about him didn't quite add up. He was the second in command to my father which means he has to be a relative. Put that down in my mental 'to do' list.

"Scouts of The Black Anarchy are searching for the shooter Sir." Ryan says to my father who lights himself a cigar.

"I would expect her son to be doing the same but I want this person FIRST!" Father emphasizes on the last word making me flinch back.

"I can help. I think I can take you to where the person took aim from." I say while I steady my voice. Father nods his head as Ryan leads me out to the lounge area.

"Confident now are we?" Ryan snickers at me while narrowing his eyes at me.

"I don't see you throwing suggestions Ryan. You forget that I was prisoner to The Black Anarchy. I have seen their tactics and I could be of use."

"Prove it. I, in fact we want your loyalty Alex Lowrence" He says pulling his arms to his sides.

"How so?"

"Become the other half of me. Marry me." Ryan says challenging me as he pulls out a silver twisted ring.

It was beautiful no doubt but...

"I know part of this is not a request but who are you to me?"

"A distant cousin. An orphan who stands before you with an intention to create what once had been ruined. We can form the allegiance to The Red Knights."

"Give me a night Ryan and for now we have places to be and people to..."

"Kill" He finishes as I run upstairs and change into an appropriate killer outfit.

Pulling off my dress I slip into black cuffed jeans with a fancy chained belt. I put on a black crop top showing more than enough cleavage of my full breasts. I tie the laces of my black boots while slipping a blade into the hem of the belt.

I walk down to see Ryan changed into a tight black shirt capturing his muscles and the same dark jeans with matching boots as me. I tied my hair into a bun as he pulls me flush to his chest. He lowers his lips to mine though I turn away and he pecks my cheeks instead.

"Follow me tiger" he says as I follow him to the multiple rooms behind our mansion that connected with the warehouse building. It was quite the walk especially with the afternoon sun brushing my fair skin.

After passing two guards with rifles who made their usual round of the perimeter of our land we enter through French doors in a secluded soundproof room. The glass panes stood tall covered by vines and berry shrubs as I eye my victim.

The sun rays fall onto her shoulder-length, golden brown hair. When she looks up to meet our presence I am met with dark blue eyes. Her wrists hung above her head on the metal plank though I untie it and instruct her to place her arms on the sides of the metal frame.

"You know what's needed to be done" Ryan whispers in my ear from behind me as he grips my waist.

"Her name?"

"Stacy" he responds as I pull his head down and plant a kiss on his thin lips. From the corner of my eye I notice Stacy bite her lips.

"Ryan, a little head start would be nice" I say to him as he looks with dark eyes and retrieves leaving me with Stacy standing in a dark blue silky bra and thong.

As the blurred and one way tinted French doors close I near Stacy and slowly peck her lips. I plant kisses down her neck and in between her breasts. She shudders when my cold fingers trail her slim waist and moans when I slowly rub her heating core.

I peck her lips again and nibble her plump bottom lip as I un-clip her bra. I lick my lips as I stare with a smirk at her full shaped breasts. While sliding my hands down her back I tease and suck on her nipples hearing low moans escape her lips. I pull down her thong and squeeze her ass on seeing her swollen pink nipples and clean shaven pussy.

My weapons were placed on the bed but I wasn't going off that easy. I was given a challenge and on wanting to fulfill it I will make her beg.

Her legs spread wide for me as my slender finger enters her heating and wet core. I give a slight squeeze of her left breast as I slip in another finger working deep inside her. I could feel her clench her core around my fingers as she tries to hold it in but a heavy moan fills the room when I pull out my fingers before it was too late.

Her core was wet but not enough. I put my fingers inside her mouth and she sucks it clean. Good, she knew the rules.

On holding the one thing I could use that would still keep this a challenge I slide it in her wet core and hear it buzz. It vibrates as she bites her lips and I stop it. I press it again and it vibrates while I work her pussy with my fingers and just as she releases I pull it out.

"Fuck...Aaahh...I-" Stacy says as I play with her breasts and slide three fingers inside her soaked core.

"AHHH..AH...FUCK I NEED IT!" Stacy says as she hums the pleasurable words as I slide it in inside her vibrating and watch her come once and pull it out yet again.

I pull her onto the bed with me and work her clenched pussy. Due to her dripping core her pussy lips tighten around the dildo which I push deep inside her. I pull it out and slide it inside her while nibbling and squeezing her now harden nipples.

"FUCKK I'M COMING!" She screams as I pull it out the 4th time and watch her come undone. She was breathing rapidly as I hear a zipper go down behind me. It was Ryan's buddy Wilson I met only at the funeral.

He was definitely hard and ready as he passes me with a smirk and pushes into Stacy's dripping pussy instantly clasping his thick length. I watch how he pounds deep and fast. Upon hearing her scream I smile satisfyingly as Wilson takes his trousers and leaves a panting Stacy whose eyes lock with mine.