Her Empire

Standing by the window, I take in the city below me, my city. People think men rule, that men are the only ones to strike fear through people. They always underestimate me. I laugh to myself at the thought. I was brought up to rule, to take over. While my father wanted a son, everything was left to me, and I have done nothing but prove to him that a woman can rule and ensure everything goes well.My head falls forward, and this world isn't what it was before. My father retired, and things changed, but not as much as in the last few months with him gone entirely. Death took him, and for some reason, when people hear of his death, they fight me. They think I will crack and become weak; instead, I stood taller, stronger and fought back just as hard, if not harder.Yet, I can't stop the feeling of hate. I hate myself for how I am and for the things I have done. This world is a man's world, or at least a woman without remorse because every time I cause blood to drop, it bur

I sit waiting, and they seem to be taking a while, and I have to wonder if this Mr Lewis guy is putting up a fight? I open the file we have on him, and it seems like he stopped all payments once he realised my father had died.Yet he still used his immunity, killing a guy and walking free. So he uses the immunity I give and then refuses to pay? I sit and read his file. It is interesting. While his garage is legal, he does a lot that isn't legal. He needs us to keep him out of prison, to keep him having immunity. Hopefully, just the threat of removing that immunity will make him pay up and behave. He is only twenty-five, yet he has grown in his city a lot. He has connections, from what I can see, connections to many people and businesses. Why would he not pay? Was it simply because he believed now my father had died, no one would bother him? Did he know I took over and just sees me as a weak female? That is one belief I will need to destroy if he does

I'm there. Right back there seeing her above me. Feeling her grind against me. She is a fucking tease. One I need to fuck, even just once."Right here Diesel, you could have me right here and now." I hear Jessie's words and feel her body pushing towards mine. "Look at me Diesel, I dare you to." Her words are tempting. "You could always fuck me and imagine I am her." I keep my eyes closed, still seeing her there. Seeing the look in her eyes, hearing that small moan that escaped her mouth."DIESEL!" I open my eyes to see Jessie stood naked, shit. "Are you still going to refuse? You have me here naked right now, to fuck."Maybe it is a foolish move? But she is in my head and won't leave, and Jessie, well she just keeps throwing herself at me naked. Moving, I slam her against the wall, my lips attacking hers as I moan. My hands feel across her body and this is so fucked up. Fucked up because in my head I see her, I see her above me, the blade, I don't see J

I wave to the guy as he drives the shitty car out of my garage. Grateful it is gone. After yesterdays events today I just want a quiet day. I sit back in the seat and relax. Work is quiet, or kind of. "Hey, you got it?" I look towards Dean and nod. "Yes, shut the door." He closes it and walks farther in. "This is the location to collect it from. Here are the keys. Had a fresh paint, licence plates changed, heres the docs." I hand him the keys and papers. "Ten k right?" He looks at me. "That is what we agreed for the car." He places the envelope down and walks out. It's a side business, kind of. I have a guy working for me outsidde the city. He takes a car, I clean it up, refresh it and sell it. They know it is stolen but ten k for a decent car that would cost ten times that is a good deal. I get to work on fixing the car that was brought in this morning. Hours passing as I do. My mind goes to Serena. I hear his bike first, then his boots stomp

Waking, I roll over to find my bed empty. Just like always, Mel has this thing where she dissapears before I wake. It kind of confirms that this is nothing more than sex. I climb out of bed and walk to the kitchen, the empty bottles laid on the kitchen side.That is strange, normally she grabs them as she leaves. Shaking it off I walk to the bathroom, I don't remember last night. I do, actually. I remember the resturant, Serena's eyes on me as I came.I remember so much of that, then we got back here, drank, and spoke. Then nothing. I laugh slightly. Maybe drinking that much was the wrong thing. It's Sunday, so today I will just sit and relax.I hear the knocking and groan, or not relax. Walking to the door I open it and watch as Rooster walks in. I watch as he throws himself down on the ctair. His foot tapping, I have a bad feeling about this.I go to close the door and it gets stopped, I look up and see Jessie. Okay, was I that drunk I did something, me