Dumb & Dumber

Zion's Pov

I got out of the shower and then got dressed. We would meet with the Russians later in the afternoon and discuss drug trafficking and some essential details about the next shipment.

This was not a meeting I looked forward to having, knowing Vladi would probably be an as*hole, especially since I am doing his sister now. I looked forward to doing that part, and I knew Vladi would likely threaten me or whatever he needed to defend his family's honor.

I headed out to my balcony and lit a cigarette, and my thought immediately was on Sheila. The woman who drove me insane, and the voices were as loudest whenever she was near in my presence. Urging me to squeeze the life out of her, but not yet, not yet. I needed her alive, a little longer.

A few hours later.

"West!" Vladi nodded and sat down at the table where Joe and I already sat, waiting for his arrival. "Sokolov!" I nodded with a stone face and saw his men rounded up the place out front, and a few blended in at the restaurant. It must have been at least ten men coming with him to the meeting. Zion rolled his eyes on the inside.

They went over details about the last shipment for November, a double-up from the usual since the next one wouldn't arrive until January. Zion would need to put four extra men to collect, which would not be a problem.

"Oh, and West, before I leave," Vladi said with a stone-cold voice while he nodded to his men to give them some room. Zion smirked; this was it, this is the threatening part he had been waiting for the whole night. "I don't meddle into my sister's private life; she's a woman of pleasure like I am as a man. But I don't like her recent choice of companion," Vladi gave me a disgusted face and continued, "But if you harm her in a way that would affect my reputation as a businessman," He paused and leaned in. "I will finish you, West. I will chop you up like a pig, starting off with your balls... If my sister hasn't already got them." Vladi grinned and nodded to his men and then left the building. Zion gritted his teeth. Oh, how he wanted to cut that smirk of that man. And he would, but not yet.

Sheilas Pov - The same night.

I felt my phone started to vibrate in my pocket on my way home from the bar.

I reached for it down in my pocket and saw Celine's number appear on the screen.

"Hey, girl! We are going out tonight. Put on something sexy. I will be at your place in thirty!" Celine shouted through the phone, and before I even got time to respond, she had hung up the call. Great. I saw the time was already eleven, and I was tired from the wine.

I reached my building, and I waited for Carlo to catch up before closing the door behind us.

"So, it seems like we are going out tonight," I smiled, and Carlo frowned at me, "Well, my shift is over in an hour, so I guess Ramon is the one going out!" I shrugged. "Oh, right!"

We reached my floor, and I ambered into my walk-in closet to find something that would look sexy and still cover up all bruises over my body. I found a tight long sleeve dress with a full front cover and a turtleneck, but it had an open back and ended above my knees. It will do! I changed clothes and went into my bathroom to touch up my makeup when Celine abrupted me halfway through to have me unlock the door so she could enter the building.

Minutes later, she rushed into the bathroom in a black glitter dress with a low cut in front and back. It was a lot of boobs going on. Her wavy hair danced around her shoulders as she was doing her sexy dance!

She suddenly stopped and studied me from head to toe. With narrowed eyes and a 'wtf' look, she spoke annoyed; "Why the F do you have a polo dress on? I thought I told you to wear something sexy tonight?"

I sighed before I answered. "Well, I had a few bruises I needed to cover up, and this dress was my only option." She gave me a puzzled look. "It must be terrible if this was your only option? Are you okay, honey?"

I got distracted by my phone's vibration from the countertop, and Zion's name popped up on the screen, and I answered quickly.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zion asked directly. "I am getting myself ready with Celine. We are going out clubbing tonight. How about you?" He was silent for a few seconds before he answered. "Yeah, okay. In that case, I want you to go to one of my clubs. I don't want you in that kind of environment without protection."

I rolled my eyes at his response. "No, we are going to Euphoria like we usually do. I have my bodyguard with me for my own protection. But you are welcomed to join us there later tonight. I need to go now. Bye." I hung up before he even got a chance to respond, and Celine just shook her head, and then she danced out of the bathroom.

Moments later, I heard music filling up the apartment, and I ambered out to the living room and aimed for the bar. I was feeling myself, and I needed the hard liquor to get through this night. I mixed vodka and coke and drank it in one sip and then mixed one more.

"Hey, get me one as well," Celine shouted while she danced to the music. I mixed a drink for her and then handed it over. My phone was flashing that someone kept calling, but I decided to ignore it. 'Come on, leave me alone.' I thought to myself and sipped on another drink. I already felt the wine from the bar had gotten to me, so I knew I must keep it light on the glasses from now on if I want to remember anything in the morning.

After a few drinks, we headed down to the front of the building. Carlo and Ramon had switched shifts at midnight, so Ramon drove us to the club in the black SUV.

I started to get really drunk, and we had so much fun on the car ride to the bar. We blasted the music loud and sat and danced on our seats. I really needed a night out with her. We reached the club and walked past the waiting line, and were let inside and brought to the VIP section directly. We were well known at this club and always got well-taken care of by their staff.

We ordered in bottles of hard liquor and soda to mix it up with and continue to drink like maniacs while dancing on the tables.

Two Hours Later.

I was really drunk by now, and Celine had invited a couple of guys into our table and was halfway through the second base with one of them on the sofa. The other two danced around me next to the table. I did not want their bodies pressed against mine, and I had to push them off of me a few times. Ramon stepped in when he saw that I was getting pissed when they returned and grind on me after moving them away.

"Don't be so much of a stuck-up b*tch. Let us have some fun now."

One of the guys exclaimed loudly, and the other one nodded in agreement and added in while he took a step closer and a sip from his beer, "Yeah, your friend is enjoying herself, isn't she? Come on now, girl. Get this guy to leave us, and let's have some fun now." He nodded against Ramon with a massive grin on his face.

I rolled my eyes at them and then heard an awfully familiar voice coming from behind me, making both guys take a few steps back.

"Do you want her man to leave you guys alone as well?"

I felt his arm sneak around my waist, holding me tight against his chest.

'Took him long enough.' I breathed out and tilted my head back, rested it against his chest. I was so drunk; my vision had started to blur a little.

"Sorry, man, we thought she was fair game to us." One of them replied while holding up both hands. "Oh yeah? So, when I denied both of you several times, it wasn't clear enough for you two? You both needed my man to break it into your tiny little brains." I was boiling inside. So, fucking typical men. Both guys shrugged and were stayed quiet.

"We should leave. Bye." And then they both ran away from the room like a pair of pussies. "So, you are fighting men to keep them off you now? Good girl." Zion mumbled and pulled me tighter against him, and kissed my head.

"And I was hoping for a good old fistfight, such a shame they ran off like a pair of pussies." Zion chuckled, and then I heard a pair of unfamiliar voices chuckle coming from behind us. I glanced over Zion's shoulder to see who it was and saw two men standing behind us. They were tall and wore all black clothes and both had shaved heads and tattoos on their faces. They looked like brothers. Zion turned around with me in Infront of him and then introduced me to them.

"Sheila, this is dumb and dumber. Boys, this is Sheila." I smirked at his presentation and nodded to them, and said hello. "So, shall we leave?" Zion asked and kissed my neck. "Yeah, let's go. Celine? I am not leaving you here. Get up, girl."

Celine and the guy stood up and then looked over to us.

"Oh, sorry, girl. But I am not getting involved in this." The guy stutters and then sprinted away. Celine stomped with her heels angrily on the floor.

"F*ck Sheila! I needed to get laid tonight. Did you have to invite a fucking gangster squad and scare that poor guy away?" She shouted at us angrily, and then she tripped and fell back onto the couch by her wild gestures. All three men started to burst out into laughter at her comment and at the way she had fallen back on her an*s.

She stood up again and gave us an angry look before she walked up to us,

waggling on her heels. She glanced over and seized dumb and dumber up from head to toe and then frowns before she speaks. "I guess you two will do fine with satisfying my needs for tonight. Zion, you won't need them at Sheila's place, right?"

I was shocked at her sassy tone and daring approach. But she had been drinking a lot tonight, to be fair. Dumb and dumber nodded in approval and winked at her, which made Celine blush and smile back.

Zion just shrugged. "Sure, no problem. I am good with my exclusive friend here, and I guess my men can have a free night!" "Let's go then. Come on, Ramon." I called out, and then we all walked out of the club while Zion had his arm around my waist the whole time. Which was good since I tripped several times, and Zion had to hold me tightly to prevent me from falling on my face. "How much have you had to drink?" He mumbled in my ear when we got out front of the bar. "Just a few drinks, not that much." I stuttered, and then I started to laugh at myself. "For f*ck sakes woman," Zion whispered and then had to hold me up when I tripped over my own feet again.

I managed to control myself for a moment, long enough to ask him how they got here. "We drove one of our cars." He replied and lighted a cigarette with his free hand. "Okay, then have your men take Celine home in that car, so you can come in the SUV with Ramon and me?" He nodded and gave the order to his men. I kissed Celine goodbye before we walked over the street to the car and drove home.

We got to my penthouse, and Ramon said goodnight and walked directly to his room. Zion lifted me up into his arms and carried me into my bedroom.

"I want to take a shower before bed." I nodded to the bathroom, and then he carried me into the bathroom instead. He let me down on the floor and then undressed me. "Oh. S*it." He clenched his jaw together while he studies my body silently.

"Chill, it's not that bad." I turned on the shower and then pulled off his shirt and zipped down his jeans. "I know I can be rough-handed, but I didn't realize how rough I was with you yesterday." He caresses my neck carefully with his fingers above the bruise. It felt like he almost admired it... Then he leaned forward and kissed me lightly before he grabbed my hand and lead me into the shower.

He kissed me while the water was pouring down above us and starts to rub my p*ssy gently with one of his hands. My body craved for his gentle touch, and I put my arms around his neck and let a moan slip out from my lips. He lifts me up after a few minutes and tilts my back against the wall while holding up my legs around his waist. I felt his c*ck against my p*ssy seconds later, and then he thrusts it in gently and starts to f*ck me under the warm water that caresses our bodies, embracing this moment. Feeling him was all I ever needed to be satisfied in life.

"F*ck me harder," I mumbled in his ear and held my hands tighter around his neck, and pierced my nails into his skin. He growls back and then bites my ear before he started to take me harder against the wall. He growls loudly when I tore my nails and let them slide down over his back. He was so hard at this point, and he started bouncing me wildly on his c*ck, and I moan louder, feeling my climax approaching. He began to growl even louder, and I felt his fingers dig into my skin as his c*ck starts pulsating inside of my v*gina, shooting his c*m, mixing with my intense orgasm, which had left me breathless. He buried his face in my neck before we washed off each other and then shared a joint together on the balcony.

We stood side by side, leaning down onto the balcony's railing, and watched out over Central Park. This was a moment I loved to share with him.

"Your brother had his little brother talk with me today," Zion said and broke the silence. He gave me the joint after he took a puff from it.

I took a puff myself before answering him. "I know; he told me about it earlier tonight. I hope you're sincere with this. Us. I like your c*ck. It would be a shame if he had to chop it off your body, right?" I chuckled, and I heard Zion began to sigh and then shook his head.

"Yes, but I have warned you about me, Sheila." He grabbed my chin and then made eye contact. "Trust me, I do not want to hurt you. But I cannot control myself sometimes. I am f*cked up in the head. I am beyond repair at this point. At this moment, I do feel okay. But sometimes, I can feel someone else take over from within me. I cannot always control it when it happens. If you ever feel like I'm off when we are together. " He leaned next to me and then lowered his voice before speaking again. "You have to f*cking run as fast as you can and never stop. You cannot lock yourself in a room because I will break down everything that comes in my way to get to you."

My whole body froze on the spot, and I was completely sober again. My thoughts were all over the place while I tried to process everything he had just told me. And all I could manage to make my body do was to nod in response with a shiver running down my neck. My awareness knows that I should have left us then and there. But my heart was aching for him; my body needed him. He did warn me several times. He did. But I chose to ignore it. Because I was living in an illusion of what I thought was the beginning of sincere and consistent love.