Chapter 26

I chose eleven other men, Making us a group of twelve. We armed ourselves and sorted ourselves into three helicopters and we ate off. The ride was quiet. There was fear and anxiety in the atmosphere and I was almost glad when Ivanka's mansion came into view. I took a deep breath and went through my usual checks it make sure my equipment wouldn't fail me during the mission.

Everything was ready and we were in less than a hundred meters from the gates. Without warning, four projectiles were fired, taking out their perimeter defenses. The pilot called out and we hooked ourselves up and prepared to jump out. I made a quick call to ensure that Khelanie was safely out of the way. She was at the movies. We jumped down and began our way towards the main house. We spread ourselves out at calculated intervals and raised our guns and shields ready for attack.

Their first line of defense arrived in the form of a dozen armed guards when we were roughly fifty meters away from the front door. We took them down with ease and continued our way. We made it to the front door and proceeded, making our way through the house killing everyone who dared to stand in our way. I was desperately looking for David. I peeled away from the group and headed to Ivanka's office. Like the maniac she was, she was seated at her desk lackadaisically typing. No human being could have been more annoying. She raised an eyebrow in my direction. "You do know I could just kill you right now right?" She took her time and sighed deeply. " You can... but the problem is, then you would never find out where your family is and they will be killed." Her words cut deep. It was true. She was there. She was unarmed. But I couldn't kill her. I felt weak. Defeated, but mostly I felt angry. I leaped over her desk and wrapped my hands around her throat. " Where the hell are they" It was a swift movement, but my eyes caught it. She pressed some button under her desk. What also caught my eye was that a van outside her window started moving. I did the math. I broke the window and began running after the van which was already halfway across the compound and still picking up speed. I shot at the tires, forcing it to a spinning halt. Three guards had also began sprinting across the compound, drawing their weapons. I opened the back of the van.

Their eyes widened with shock. I climbed in and cut the ropes off them and punched David in the face. We were climbing out, but were forced to retreat when the side of the van was splattered with bullet holes. I took a grenade from my belt and removed the pin. I counted to ten then threw it. The van was unbalanced for a moment and heat passed like a wave as the grenade went off. I spoke into my microphone. " I have them in custody. Rendez-vous in five". The helicopter pilots would have heard it as well as the other agents. We had won a minor victory in the ongoing war. A ray of positivity in a room of darkness. We met at rendez-vouz and were extracted. We were headed for C.I.A headquarters.

We arrived safely and unharmed. Or at least that was what I had been telling myself. We got out of the helicopters in a field owned by the C.I.A. There was a small convoy of black Cadillac Escalades waiting for us. My mother let out a small cough and dropped to the ground. Luckily, there was a medic on standby. He rushed forward with two other agents. It turned out that she had been shot in the side. The doctor assured me that he was confident that he would get it out and have her stitched up in no time. I had other matters to deal with. I thanked the doctor and headed back to HQ, leaving David. I arrived at H.Q twenty minutes later and naturally, I headed straight for Morrison's office. He mt me with a broad smile stretching from ear to ear. We had a successful day. Arguably the most successful day of my somewhat illustrious career. Two thirds of the agents had been safely pulled out and other agents were being assigned to the places we lost. My mother and brother had been rescued and the stunt we pulled on Ivanka's soldiers had to go down in history as legendary. I sat opposite him at his desk recounting the day's happenings. I felt like a kid telling my dad about my day at school, but sometimes it was okay to be human.

For once, things were going great in all aspects of my life. Unfortunately, it was at that moment that I realized that I had just invaded my girlfriend's home and hadn't spoken to her about it. A normal day in the life of Samuel Black. I bid Morrison goodnight and went home. Well not my actual home, but a penthouse at the Ritz-Carlton where my mother and brother were undoubtedly waiting for me. I needed to shower and meet Khelanie. I had called her and arranged for us to meet at the minibar by José Andrés restaurant. I gt home and dashed out of the car. I took my own elevator installed at the back of the building. It took me straight to the penthouse. The moment the elevator doors opened, the smell of food hit me. My mother had made dinner and laid it out nicely on the dining table. She met me on the way to my room to tell me to get dressed for dinner. " I'm going out, so you'll have to eat without me and next time you cook, use the stove vent and don't use the dining table, use the veranda." I turned and disappeared into my room without giving her a chance to respond. I would have felt bad, but I had lost my conscience a while back. I showered quickly and dressed in a black shirt and trousers instead of my iconic black t-shirt and jeans. I slipped out quickly without saying goodbye to them. They didn't deserve it.

I arrived at the same time as Khelanie. I smiled when I saw her. She was wearing a blood red lace dress that ended a short way down her thighs. She was wearing red bottom heels which just added to her graceful height. I couldn't help myself. She was just so beautiful. Sometimes I found it hard to comprehend. No matter what she wore, whether sweats and a t-shirt or a crop top and shorts, she looked elegant and totally stunning. I walked up to her and took her hand. I escorted her inside feeling proud and elated to have her by my side. We took our seats and ordered the first course and our drinks. She was looking around admiring the arrangements and decor and I was staring at her. Her hair was just hoe I would want it, but only better. Straight as paper and long. Heat crept into my cheeks as I felt myself going red. " Are you just going to stare at me the whole night or you're actually going to say something?" I chuckled. " You look..." I took my time to choose a word carefully, but I concluded that there was no word to describe her beauty. " You look stunning". she smiled and batted her eyelashes sarcastically. " I know. That's why I chose this dress". "Well". I smiled. " It was totally worth it" The ate and flirted the night away enjoying the full seven course meal. It had truly been one of the best days of my life, but naturally It had to be interrupted, only this time it was me who was interrupting it. I just needed to clarify a few things and set some facts straight on the table. I took a deep breath before talking" Khel..." She diverted her attention from her chocolate sundae and to me. I took another deep breath and a long sip of my mojito. "I just want to clarify a couple of stuff you know." She laughed softly. " Jeez babe... relax. I'm not your principal." I chuckled nervously. " You do know that I was one of the people who perpetrated that whole fiasco at your house this afternoon right?" . She hesitated for a moment, her spoon still hovering above her sundae. " Yeah."... " Look babe, I know my mother is a bad person. I know she does terrible things. I know that it's your job to stop her. You just can't stop some things. They have to be done." I nodded my head, a little surprised by her reaction. " Look at the brighter side" She smiled. I rolled my eyes sarcastically. " And what exactly could that be?". She leaned in and kissed me. " It's what brought us together".

I had to admit it. She had a point. " I'm just glad that you're not mad at me" . She raised an eyebrow. " Who said I'm not mad at you?".My face fell. " You didn't call me for three weeks and now you're asking me if I'm mad at you. Duh." I smiled sheepishly. " I'll make it up to you. we can go to the movies tomorrow and I'll let you pick the movie." She nodded her head slowly as if she was considering it. " You can do that... let me rephrase myself. You will do that, but that's not exactly what I had in mind." You see, there could have been over a million things that she could have been talking about, but knowing her the way I did, and the smile that came after, it was one thing in particular. She leaned in and whispered seductively into my ear " Bathroom". She turned and left. A smile played across once once more as I downed the rest of my drink and headed to the bathroom.

The bathroom was dimly lit and tiled with black marble, creating the perfect place for business. Kheanie was standing at the far side of the bathroom looking at me with a smug grin on her face. I started walking towards her, but she came forward and met met me in the middle. She lay the flat of her palms on my chest and looked up into my eyes. For a few moments, we stood there staring into each other's souls simply crazy in love.

She slowly removed her right palm from my chest and traced her finger all the way to the back of my neck where she rested her hand. She removed her other hand from its place on my chest and laid it on my cheek. I grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her forward gently and kissed her. We pulled apart reluctantly to look into each other's eyes. I ran my eyes over her face. Her hair which I had messed up, her more than perfect eyebrows, her stunning grey eyes and soft pink lips. I leaned in and kissed her again and again and again. We were fully entangled in a messy French kiss. I felt her tongue in my mouth and mine in hers. I loved her, I wanted to melt into her, I wanted to be with her forever. I didn't care if the odds were against us, we would write our own odds. Us against the world was nothing our love couldn't win.

My fingers found her thighs and slowly made their way higher and higher. I felt her wet lingerie underneath the dress and continues to caress her. I lifter her up effortlessly and put her on the sink. I took my time and savored the moment as I slowly pulled the designer underwear off her and let it fall to the floor, leaving a faint wet trail down her leg.

We continued to kiss, connecting in a way no couple could. Her nimble fingers unbuckled my belt and let y trousers fall to the floor, followed soon after by my boxers. I stepped out of them and left them in a heap beside hers. She locked her legs around my core. I leaned in slowly, allowing it to slide in whilst looking directly into her eyes. She kissed me again and turned around to face the mirror. I laid my hand on her lower back and continued.I watched her breath fog up the mirror as she stared at me. She suddenly jerked and stood up, pressing herself against me. She took my hand and wrapped it around her throat. She tilted her head back and bit her lip. She whispered into my ear " I love you". I kissed her again and went back to work. Harder and faster than ever before. I felt warm liquid gushing onto my pelvis and smiled. I leaned forward and continued faster until the big moment came. I sighed deeply and kissed her on the back of her neck.