His, His & Hers

London pov

"London hurry the hell up, I haven't got all day kid!" My uncle John yelled from the front door for the third time.

"OK ok dammit I'm coming, shit!" I Yelled back. I had just finished getting dressed and was heading out to dinner with my uncle. He is a some what business man and wanted me to meet his colleagues and other friends of the business. This was a big surprise to me seeing how my uncle John was not much of an uncle at all. I've never met any of his friends, or colleagues for that matter,up until today that is. He never even tells me what exactly he does for work, but hey I'm not one to judge I have my own business to attended to.

My name is London Lynn Landy, my mom Lynnette died while giving birth to me so my father Landon raised me. I was definitely a daddy's girl he spoiled me rotten and made sure I had all I needed. But sadly he died almost 9 years ago in a car accident, but I hate thinking about it. My dad's older brother John took on the role as my guardian since I was only 16 when my dad passed, just one month shy of my 17th birthday. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm far from a good girl I've done enough dirt to cover every desert known to man. No one knows about that part of my life, not the "friends" I portray to have or my uncle.

They just knew me as sweet little Jessica or Rachel or Kayla and so on, who wouldn't hurt a fly. Working small diner jobs as cover and always finding a reason to wear the sexiest high heels known to man. Little do they know I'm a murder. Quite literally might I add but that's neither here nor there. I've moved on, well sorta but I'm getting ahead of my self just dwelling on the past right now.

But I'm all grown up now, I'm 25 years old with long brown hair and green eyes. I have my own place and car. Well sort of my own place, my uncle stays with me since he doesn't have much to his name. All of my father's things were given to me. But I'm not one to complain, especially when it comes to my father. I've never down talked him, god rest his soul, even after he passed.

I kiss my two fingers and place them onto a picture of my father, I grabbed my phone and purse and ran down the stairs to meet my uncle. "Damn kid it took you long enough!" He fussed grabbing his coat and keys. "Don't embarrass me tonight kid, do what your told and things will go perfect." Uncle John said while ushering me to the car.

I rolled my eyes as he continued his rant about my behavior, as if I was a child let alone his child. I just sat quietly in the car playing games on my phone. I would occasionally respond with an "mmhmm" "yeah" "OK". After about half an hour the car stopped and uncle John cut it off. He removed the key and told me to wait in the car as he got out. I looked up to see the most beautiful house I've ever laid eyes on.

Uncle john knocked on the door and a really buff guy answered they exchanged words I couldn't hear and muscle neck nodded his head then looked over to me. Uncle John then turned and walked to my side opening up the door helping me out. We started walking towards the door and muscle neck kept starting at me making me feel uneasy. My uncle stopped walking when we were a few feet from the door and turned me to face him. There was an unknown emotion in his eyes as he cleared his throat staring at me intently.

"Ok look kid behave yourself alright, do what your told and this may not be as bad as I think it will. Let's face it I was never uncle material and I'm sure you know that. So this makes what I'm doing a lot easier for me to deal with." He said looking me in the eyes.

"Uncle John what the hell are you going on about? What's going on?" I asked in confusion. What the hell is this? I mean my uncle is wired but not this weird. This is like on Meth weird, why do I feel like I'm missing something? I thought.

"Look my gambling has gotten out of control recently and I owe Mr. Gambino a lot of money ok, money I can't pay. So I offered him a deal in which he accepted after I begged for my life."

"I'm still confused, who the hell is Gambino and what did you offer him. And most importantly what does this have to do with me? Why did you bring me here, I thought this was some stupid fancy business dinner?" I rant firing off question after question getting upset. I hate shooting off more questions than I have answers. He sighs deeply getting impatient.

"Don't you get it kid? Your the deal, I gave him you in turn for my debt." He said as if it was completely fine that he sold me. WAIT!

"WHAT!?" I screeched and he flinched back from my outburst. "You did what?" I advanced towards him like predator vs prey, as he continued to back away. "Please tell me this is some sick twisted joke for your amusement!" I continued to yell at him. At that moment muscle neck came down the steps and grabbed me holding me still. Oh it's on now.

"Sorry kid. Well not really." My so called uncle said to me as he pulled a syringe from his pocket. I started to fight against muscle neck. I've done training, this isn't a fight they want.

I swung my foot back and kicked him in his balls, his arms still holding me firmly as he bent down in pain. I shot my head backwards butting him hard in the nose he let go instantly holding his face and groaning in pain. I swiftly turned and punched him right in the eye and kicked him in the chest pushing him to the floor.

I turned just in time to see my uncle running at me tackling me to the ground. Without hesitation he shoved the needle down into my neck pushing in the clear liquid. I punched him in the mouth and kicked him off and went to stand but immediately felt weak. I fell to my knees and heard footsteps from the front door.

" What the fuck is going on!?" A strong voice yelled before everything in me went numb, and total darkness took over.

Damion pov

I'm sitting in my camera room with Seth and Tony waiting for this low life John to arrive with his payment or what he thinks is his payment. At the age of 28 I am one if not the most feared man in states and countries around the world. And yes that makes me very proud, but of course there is always an enemy trying to take out the king.

I am Damion Gambino. There's not a man on this earth that can shatter my empire. Nor a man that can dethrone this king, just ask those who've tried. Oh wait you can't, their all dead and some even buried in the back yards of the multiple houses of mine across the world. What can I say I like to keep my enemies close....

Even when they are dead.

"Seth listen when John arrives I want you and him to knock the girl out and take her to the room. Lock it up in case she wakes before we head back to Miami. I don't want no shit today alright?" I told Seth making my demands clear.

"Yea boss I got it man relax." Seth said nodding his head in understanding. He better.

"Good, I've had a long day and I'm ready to head back home. The sooner the better, look they're here." I said while looking at the camera showing the front door and driveway. Seth nodded once and walked out the room leaving me there with Tony. Tony and I have been friends since the 3rd grade, and became brothers by 8th grade when my parents adopted him. He's the only one I trust 100% in this "business" I run. He's like my second in command around here.

"So what happened with the deal D?" Tony asked.

"He tried to play me T, play me like a fucking fool! Ricardo and his men were everywhere hiding in the fucking shadows waiting for the perfect time to take me out. Good thing I got connections, Jeremy told me he was planning to set me up, so when I got there I blew his fucking face off. Most of his men ran after that, the few brave ones that dared to challenge me are being buried as we speak." I told T while ashing my cigarette. Some people will never learn, I am not one to be fucked with. Never have and never will.

"Good at least there dealt with, those stupid little fuckers." Tony said in frustration. " Now what about that bitch John? He's not really of the hook is he? I really hate that bastard."

"Come on T you know me, I never leave loose ends." I say with an evil smirk. "After we have the girl I'll let him leave, he'll go home continue life thinking all is forgiven. But we'll keep tabs on him and when he thinks he's safe I'll give him a brutal death." I say smiling at Tony.

"Ooo I like." Tony says rubbing his hands together. "I can't wait, I've been wanting to off him since day one." He says.

"WHAT!?" We hear a high pitched scream from out side. I look over to the cameras to see John speaking to who I'm guessing is his niece but I can't see her face. Her back is to Seth who is slowly approaching her from behind.

"Well sounds like he told her." Tony said. "It's a good thing the main house is sound proof otherwise she could wake the damn dead in China." He joked. I laughed at him shaking my head then looked to see his face in shock.

"What?" I asked as he just points to the camera screen. I turned to see the girl kicking Seth's ass like he's a fucking 6 year old selling cookies. "SHIT!" I yelled jumping from my chair and running down the stairs to the front door yanking it open.

"What the fuck is going on!" I bark as the girl fell to her knees and then hit the ground not moving again. I turned to Seth to see him holding his balls with one hand and his chest with the other groaning in pain. I kicked him in the stomach. "Seth what the fuck, you can't handle a little girl!? Get your sorry ass up! I specifically said I didn't want any shit today! T get this idiot inside!" I shout in anger and frustration.

"Yea make me get the shit head, boy I swear." Tony said while shaking his head. "Come on Seth be a man, walk it off it's not that bad, why don't you grow a pair. Now why don't you tell daddy how you managed to let a little girl serve your ass up like turkey to a fat guy on thanksgiving." Tony jokes helping him into the house then kicks the door so it closes. I stomp over to John and punch him in his face in frustration, he falls to the ground crying out in pain. Ah like lovely music to my sadistic ears.

"Ow what the hell was that for?" John asked holding his jaw in pain.

"Oh you know just for your damn niece fucking up one of my men, and you not being able to control her! Maybe I should just forget our deal and kill you now, hell it's not like she will care right now anyway." I threaten him, towering over his 5'9 frame.

"No! No she'll behave, she's just scared is all."

"I've seen scared, and that-" I pause pointing at the girl " that's not it. She is far from being scared! She is a piece of work is what she is." I tell him.

"Please I'm begging you!" He pleaded. I ignored him and walked over to the girl that was knocked out on the ground. I moved the hair out of her face and gasped inward. She was absolutely stunning, her bronze skin seemed to shine under the moon light. But she wasn't moving, anger poured through me as I quickly stood up and marched over to John grabbing him by his shirt.

"What did you do to her!?" I snarled.

"Wha- n nothing! Nothing I swear I just gave her the sedative that's it." He stammered cowering away from me like the bitch he is.

"Leave and I don't ever want to see your pathetic face again or so help me God you will meet an ugly death. And you know I don't bluff." I said so calmly his face paled of color.

"Yes of course." He whispered. I let him go and he scurried off to his car getting in and driving off without a second glance. I looked back over to the girl. FUCK! I didn't even ask what her name was. I walked over to her and looked at her face again. She was beautiful and now that my anger has faded I could hear her breathing. She's sleeping, way to be overly dramatic Damion. I think to myself.

Her hair was scattered around her, and her dress slightly torn from the fight she put up. Just looking at her I could tell she was a spit fire. She's small and cute but clearly has claws. Like a kitten I think to myself. Her plump lips started to tremble slightly and I could just imagine kissing them till they turned blue. But that can't happen, I plan on getting rid of her as soon as I can. But that may be hard if she causes too much trouble. I sighed and picked her up in my arms, God she felt so soft and light.

She whimpered and my pants grew tight thanks to my manhood, I held her still and quickly went into the house. I was met in the hallway by Tony he had blood on his shirt and his long hair was disheveled. He stopped in front of me looking down at the girl in my arms. I grew stiff and wanted to shield her from his view. I inwardly groaned at myself for already becoming drawn to her in the matter of a few minutes.

"Yo D, this the chick?" He asked looking at her.

"Um yea, why are you all bloody?" I questioned.

"Oh I had to fix up Seth. There was a hole in his chest from where she kicked him, she's wearing heels." He stated jerking his head towards her feet. I looked down and saw she in fact did have on white hight heels with Seth's blood at the tip of her right heel. I couldn't help but laugh, oh she's a spit fire alright.

Tony raises an eyebrow at me but I dismissed it. "So you want me to take her? I can put her in the room, Seth's out cold from the drugs I gave him." T said reaching for her.

"No its cool I got her, besides I'm taking her to the car we're leaving, now. Get that idiot in the car too." I told him while walking off before he could question me. I placed her in the passenger seat of my lamborghini and buckled her in. I ran inside the house and quickly grabbed my things. "Tony let's bail out!" I Yelled.

"Alright let's hit it I managed to get Seth in the my car we're good to go." He told me while handing me a box of matches.

"Good." I struck the match and threw it into the living room. The lighter fluid we doused the whole house in caused the flames to rage in seconds. We got into our cars and drove away from the burning house. I looked over to see my kitten still sleeping, I can't wait till I get back home. I thought as I sped down the road to my jet.

We arrived to the air strip in 45 minutes, I parked the car and William another one of my men came to get my luggage.

"What's that?" Will asked pointing to my kitten.

"She is none of your fucking business. And don't worry about getting her I will." I snapped at him. He held his hands up in surrender and walked onto the jet. I picked her up again holding her tightly against me while boarding the plane. I walked into the room and laid her on the bed, she whimpered again and I saw a tear fall from her eye.

Something in me stirred I wanted to be balls deep inside of her. I wanted to hear her cry out to me weather it be in pleasure or pain I didn't care. I wanted to hear her scream.- I wiped the tear from her face and licked it off my finger, hmm salty. I turned and left the room, shit I need a drink! I sighed in frustration and ran a hand through my hair.

"William scotch now." I snapped my fingers making him move quickly. Tony came and sat in the seat across from me drinking a beer.

"So wassup D? What's our next move?" He asked.

"As soon as we get to the house call Marcus tell him to cancel the auction. I've decided to keep kit- uh the girl, she could take Marcia's place seeing how she's getting old." I told him.

"What? When did you decide not to sell her? And Um hello Marcia is in her early fifties she needs no replacement." Tony questioned me making me angry.

"We're not getting rid her and that's final!" I snapped slamming my empty drink down and walking off to my room. I opened the door to see her still asleep I got in next to her. What is it with you? I thought to myself before falling asleep.