The Shadow

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“I’d still like a boat ride.” She teased and closed her eyes once more. “So I get to meet more of the family tonight?” This was becoming more and more of a wilder night than she expected. Well wild in the way that wasn’t her norm. It was hard to believe that the night started with a simple pick up, and turned into finding Rick bleeding, getting to see his friends/associates again, and meeting parts of his family.

“I am the sister.” Deanna said as she kept working on Rick, making sure Rick was good enough to be able to move and get further treatment.

“Yeah, Deanna went to become a doctor and then decided to start helping people like us as well, and has gotten pretty good at it… both those with powers, and when I play hero.” Rick said.

“I thought you’d be…. bigger.”

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Chaos sighed, resentment clinging in his voice like a growl. “Oh, I was bigger,” he snarled, “before I was depowered by the humans.” He was shaking with repressed anger, his scales shining under his leather jacket.

“Ow, fucking shit!” James said.  He was no stranger to pain, but getting shot was a whole different level of pain.  He’d taken the bullet in his left side, just below the ribs, where it had come out the other side.  He didn’t think it had hit any vital organs, but it had caused a couple of nasty wounds.  

He didn’t know Rhiley that well, so he wasn’t sure why he’d stepped in front of the shooter.  The guy clearly didn’t have enough bullets for more shots, because he’d taken off running after firing.  

James was first doubled over in pain, but then sank to the floor, holding his hand over the entry wound.  “Dammit, that was painful” he said through gritted teeth. 

Rhiley gasped, her eyes imitatively traveling to the wound. “What the hell?” She couldn’t believe he did that, Rhi had hired him for extra help and muscle in getting a particularly nasty item. For a moment, she thought this was going to be it. Quickly snapping out of her stunned silence and got on her knees next to him, taking off her jacket.”We need to stop the bleeding.”

Wrapping the cloth around his sides, she gave him a look. “This is going to hurt like a bitch.” She started to put pressure on the wound. God this shouldn’t of happened. “Hey look at me.” Rhi gently pulled his face towards hers. “Stay awake and focused on me, okay?” 

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“Yes, I want those boots,” though, really she knew that she didn’t have anyway to wear the designer shoes. Still, she hadn’t been expecting getting shot out. Her heart raced as she glanced over at Rhiley, adrenaline pumping through her as she tried to keep quiet, nervous laughter threating to bubble out of her. 

“We gotta get outta here.”

“I know.” She breathed out. “If we can get the jug heads to go in the other direction we can get a straight shot to the exit.” Rhi looked back at Sophie. She thought this would be an easy grab for them both. Rhiley was not expecting the extra hired muscle for this stupid Doll. But it was worth almost $50,000. She agreed to split the money even with Sophie, but she was probably going to give her a bit more for her slip on this. 

“Right? These are my favorite kinds of places to hang out,” these kinds of bars felt like home, felt as if it was a place where she belonged. Sophie wasn’t sure what that said about her, but honestly, she didn’t care. 

“What do you mean?” she asked, turning her head slightly to look at the man before he started yelling, cringing at the names he called her. It wasn’t the first time that someone had called her out for hustling, but usually by now they would have at least pretended to forget about it. 

“Seriously,” she said, a soft sigh escaping her lips, turning her full attention to the guy, “Just drop it okay. If you want your money back, I can give you like, half back. Only half for being such a dick about it.”

“How about no.” Rhil lifted her brow at the man, “Why don’t you just accept you suck, Sophie here keeps the money, and we all enjoy the rest of our night? Okay cupcake?” She gave him a smile and patted his chest. There was no way in hell she was going to let this asshat take anything from Sophie. She liked this girl.

The man glared down at the girls, a vein popping in his head. He looked between the two of them and shook his head. “Fuck that. Give me my money and maybe I’ll let you walk out of here with just your tails between your legs.” He grunted, giving them a cruel smirk.

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“I’m with Jenny, a private plane is awesome.” Rhiley smirked and nodded at the girl. Rhi when given the choice would fly private. She could screen everyone who gets on the plane, making it easier in getting items she gathers back when she needs them safely. 

Lifting her brow, she returned her attention to Rick, “So when were you going to tell me about the boat?” She was half teasing. She let out a laugh at the quote and where the conversation headed. Leaning her had against the wall she let out a soft sigh. tonight was headed in a complete different direction than she thought. The red head thought she’d be back at her hotel by now enjoying a bath and finalizing a sale. She wasn’t disappoined where the night was headed thought, Rick being injured aside.

“Drive who straight to who?” She opened one eye.

“The boat isn’t that big, it’s mostly for when one of our annoying demanding rich clients decides we need to go to their yatch or something to do work for them. It’s not often, but still enough where it’s useful, but still could have done without it.” Rick explained.

“Jenny drive my sister to me.” He replied.

“True, the mini bar can be a bit pricey,” Which was why, if she ever did manage to stay somewhere kind of fancy, she tended to either use a fake credit card, or only stay if she had a really good night. She didn’t dare say that aloud though. Instead, she laughed, nodding, “These kinds of bars are the best for both those things.”

Sophie cringed at the idea of smelling like fries every day, and was slightly self conscious that she smelled like them now. “I do. I mean, it’s really good money if you can find a decent club, and it’s good exercise. I’d be dancing here but there isn’t anywhere close by.”

She took a sip of her drink, before something caught her attention. Trying not to ease drop too much, she could hear the man she had beaten earlier complaining, rather loudly, about how he couldn’t believe he lost to her. 

“Someone isn’t a happy camper.”

Rhi smiled and nodded as she listened. She remembered how hard starting out was. She honestly missed some of the fun that came out of the hustle. The bartender refilled her glass and Rhiley took another sip. “Bless the bars that have cheep booze and entertainment.” 

Rhiley smirked and rolled her eyes. Typical male. Peeking over Sophie’s shoulder, she noticed how the ass hat was talking to his friends and pointing over to them. “We might be having company.” She nodded her head towards them sipping her beverage. 

“You owe me that money back Bitch!” The man seethed, “ you didn’t play fair. There is no way you could of won against me.”

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Sliding her hands over her stomach, she grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. “You can touch and look.” Rhi’s smirk grew as she ran her hands over her stomach and legs, rocking her hips against his once more. “You know what else you could do?”

She kissed his jaw as she spoke, turning her head a bit more to kiss over his pulse point. “You could use that tie of yours for a more fun purpose.” Her teeth grazed his skin. “Bind my hands.” She breathed against his skin.

He grinned as he groped her breasts, and decided to try something, moving up a bit to pull her bra down and free them as she kissed and suggested he tie her hands up. “Oh… you are a kinky thing, aren’t you?” he asked, “Do you just want them bound, or should I be expecting a little more desire to feel me in charge?” He asked, his tone getting slightly more comfortable as he kept feeling her breasts.

She let out a soft moan as he groped her bare breasts, arching into his touch. Nipping his skin once more, Rhiley thought about her answer, Could she really give him more control? Did she trust him enough? That was something she usually tried her damnest to keep. She didn’t have control for a good portion of her life. 

“Yellow means slow down, Red means hard stop.” Her way of giving him her consent while still keeping some sort of control. She realized that she did trust Rick. The more she got to know him over these few months, the more trust she put into him. He knew where her apartment was, knew what she actually did for a living, even had her personal number.