The thing about revenge is that it's such a consuming presence it doesn't quiet down even for the duration of dinner. Because Anthony didn't have to tend to any business tonight I knew it was the perfect opportunity to do the scheme I've been thinking on lately. Nothing so overly radical it'd be noticed, but still something that'll later further the plot of what's to come.
And because revenge is consuming, avenging it leaves you with equally time consuming tasks.
Because I am a Petrov, quite unfortunately, I know random things about my family's business. Little things that meant nothing to me at the time I learned them, but everything to me now that I want to destroy them. Like the teddy bear operation. Sounds silly doesn't it? But its purpose is much more sinister than that.
The Russian's have their own type of import/export that doesn't overlap with the Italians because it's mostly aerial, but it is based here in New York. They have a warehouse down by the wharf. It looks entirely normal if you don't know where to look for the trouble inside. But I know.
Of course the warehouse is guarded. It's not swarming with Russian's though, because it's not supposed to bring attention beyond it being normal security for a warehouse full of shipments from overseas. Things already processed by the port authorities and are perfectly legal to be here.
I've taken up a new hobby recently. On nights when Anthony is busy working I go out and watch. Watch different locations of my father's operations, this warehouse included. Especially this warehouse in recent weeks.
It started two months ago after I found out the truth about my mother. I was going crazy and I couldn't just sit around and do nothing even though Anthony asked me to. So, when he wasn't around I started watching, studying, learning the patterns of Vitaly's operations.
All that is to say that I know a flaw in the wharf operation, one that'll get me inside undetected. Nobody is allowed inside the warehouse that they guard, they watch from outside of it. Once I'm in I have free rein over the place.
Of course there are cameras. I asked Dom about that a while back and he told me you can loop a camera so the feed doesn't show live footage. All you need is someone smart enough to hack the system, who Dom of course had on hand because he's Domani De Luca.
At the time he didn't know why I was asking, but now that he does know I'm seeking vengeance he probably wouldn't have told me the information without my promise not to contact that hacker without him involved. But I have the hackers information. I know who to go to. So, I went.
We've built a kind of rapport and I explained the bare minimum of why I needed this anonymous person to loop a feed for me. They're professional so they don't demand answers. It's all about anonymity. You just pay them and they do the thing.
I contacted the number I was given by the hacker themselves and let them know tonight was the night I would need that service. They said okay, then told me they'd send a text when it was safe to enter.
We waited a block away. Any cameras in the area are about to be looped. I'm invisible to technology, I just have to watch for the naked eye.
I'm stealthier than most think. I've been hiding things from Vitaly since I was 17 years old. I would trick Boris all four years of knowing him when he used to be my bodyguard. I can slip into a place without fuss.
And the best part about being a pretty blonde is that I can play dumb whenever it serves me. I get caught and I act like I'm Dumbo unaware that I just accidentally stumbled upon Bratva business.
Use what you've got right?
My thumb tapped the wheel of this car Anthony let me borrow tonight with the condition that I bring him along. My heart beat matched my thumbs motion. Then I got the text. I was good to go. Shit tits. We slipped out of the car and into the shadows. It's New York, plenty of people are walking around right now. I don't particularly stand out here. Not yet.
When we got close enough to the warehouse I checked the time and the men for the rotation I am specifically waiting for. There's always one asshole somewhere who doesn't do his job right or slacks off. Those guys are my new best friends for being idiots.
Three, two, one...
like clockwork I saw the men do what they literally do every night. They changed shifts and the guard I will call Mr.dumbass was now the main guy here.
Only this guy likes to get high on the job. He goes around a corner to a blind spot on Viatly's cameras and gets high, leaving a small window of opportunity for me to slip in.
Of course the doors are locked. That isn't an issue. No, I'm not gonna pick the lock. I'm not that stealthy. Well...depends how you look at it because what I did is way better.
The last time Andrei was here I went to the stateside house they have here, the one they forced me to live in before I was married. I know Vitaly has a master set of keys. And by the internet alone I studied how to make copies of keys.
I can mold them but I can't make them. That's what key smiths are for.
I stole Vitaly's keys just long enough to mold and label the keys before putting them back all within the same hour of my being there waiting for Andrei.
Now I have keys, so I used one to open the side door. Once I was inside I wasted no time. What I'm looking for is teddy bears. Again, absurd, I know. But the Petrov empire stuffs those giant teddy bears, that are almost as big as me, with tons of pills and other drugs.
With only my phone's flashlight we started searching. I had an inclining on the general area I feel like I've seen them in. And I was right. No more than ten minutes went by before I found the damn things in this vast warehouse. Having Anthony to split the search helped.
We got to work. I pulled the small travel size sewing kit that I brought with me and popped a few stitches around the neck of this stuffed bear. There is stuffing amongst the drugs, but most of its drugs. And I know what these particular drugs are used for. Teddy bear drugs are used on sex workers at the Russian whore houses. To keep them addicted and indebted. To make them too numb to do anything but obey.
Most have this done against their will. Well, fuck that and fuck them.
I pulled out the second item I brought with me in my bag of tricks. This is going to take all night. I know it is, but I am determined and it is worth it. Originally I wanted to empty all the pills and just leave the capsules with nothing in them, but they weigh these things. It needs to be filled with something powder-like. Fine, no problem, that's what pixy sticks are for. But then I realized something.
These girls have been hooked on drugs for a while. I can't just replace the drugs entirely or they'll start to noticeably detox and the whole scheme will be found out. So I had only one choice even though I didn't love the idea. I left the pills with half drug powder and half pixy sticks. It weakens the effects but doesn't make them withdraw entirely.
It has to be a slower process than that. Fine again.
The clearer their minds become the better off they'll be. I intend on saving the woman who wanna be saved, because yes, some might actually wanna stay and that's their prerogative. Like I said, time consuming work. I was glad Anthony was here tonight because this will take all night.
I have to empty the bears, cut the bags holding the baggies of pills together to get access to the drugs themselves, weigh them, empty half the capsule and replace some with candy powder, weigh them to be sure the numbers line up, then put them back into the plastic bag and use heat to melt the seal closed again. It'll be worth it in the end.
I started my process. I looked like a real drug dealer with my mini weigher and board to cut the product and re-pack them. Cut, weigh, empty, refill, put back. Over and over again.
Our eyes were crossing before we were even through half of it. But my motivation was simple. One, these women deserve so much better. And because they can't save themselves from my family I have to at least try. And two, I just keep thinking about the Petrov empire as it crumbles day by day without them realizing.
Cut, weigh, refill, put back.
My fingers felt sore by the end of it. My head hurt from squinting too much, and my back was killing me because of my hunched position all night. I had to watch for the time because the high guy's shift ends at dawn and we needa be gone by then. It was long, very long, hard work, but we did it. And I'll do it again. I'll do it pill by pill, brick by brick, until the mighty empire falls.
Cut, weigh, refill, put back.
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The riskiest part of this operation was our leaving the warehouse. There is no way of seeing outside before I have to open the door. If my luck is bad the guard will be by this side of the warehouse and we'll be discovered. If he isn't on this side we better run like hell before he notices us.
After we had restuffed all the bears I used my sewing kit to stitch them back up.
All that was left now was the leaving part. My heartbeat had settled after hours in that warehouse, but the fast paced beats started up again now that I remembered where I was and how risky this part is going to be.
What do I say if we get caught? I doubt he knows my face because I don't consort with Vitaly's henchmen, but still he'd have to capture me and interrogate me. Let's hope that doesn't happen. Fingers crossed that seriously doesn't happen.
I got to the side door and grabbed the handle. I froze. Shit tits. I just have to open it. There is no stealthy way of doing this aside from opening it a crack first to see if I can hear or see anything before I have to open it wide enough to run. Just do it, Lexi.
I took in a calming breath and pulled the handle. Inch by inch I waited to hear someone shout that I was caught. I strained my ears to listen but I heard nothing beyond New York background noise. Fuck it.
I had Anthony run for it first then I opened the door and slipped out. I held my breath as I started to quickly walk away from the warehouse. I was too afraid to look back and see if anyone was there. I just wanted to sprint off, and I almost did. Almost.
"HEY! Did you just come from this building?" I heard a man ask. It's Mr. Dumbass obviously. Activate dumb blonde mode. I turned and looked at the man. He was eyeing me but he was still a ways away.
"Run", was all my mind kept telling me. I opened my mouth instead.
"Uh, no. Why would I?" I used an annoying dumb voice to sell the pitch. He was walking closer. "Run", my mind told me again. But he'll chase me and let's be honest I'm not a world class runner. I don't do frickin exercise. I probably have smokers lungs, then again so does he. I contemplated the running part again.
"Where are you coming from then?" He asked me. I twirled my hair and smiled. "Why would I tell you, stranger?" I asked, air of flirtation now. I didn't want Anthony turning back around for me. "Well, because my boss is a pretty important man and he wouldn't be very happy with you if you were sniffing around here" he also had an air of flirtation, but the warning was also clear. I licked my lips and he watched my mouth. Men are too easy.
"If he's so important wouldn't he be more angry at you for not doing a very good job guarding this fish market or whatever this place is" I waved at the wharf acting like I didn't know this wasn't a fish port. Mr. Dumbass's face dropped when he realized I was right. He'd have to admit why I was able to enter in the first place and he'd be as fucked as I would.
"I was coming from a rave. It's down the other way. You should come some time" I flirted again. His dropped expression now turned up in delight. He likes the flirting, the ugly chump. He stepped a little too close now, but I have to keep this up.
"Maybe I will" he touched the ends of my hair. My first instinct is to knee him in the balls and tell him never to touch me again. I can't do that without more trouble coming to me. I let him touch it but I subtly stepped back to give us more space.
"Look I gotta go, my uber is here" I showed a quick flash of my phone screen like anything was even there. He opened his mouth to say something, but I said, "Crap, he's gonna drive off" which gave me a reason to sprint away. "I'll find that rave some time" I heard him holler after me.
You do that, Mr. Dumbass. You do that.
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I think I got about four hours of sleep max before I was being woken up by Anthony's lips against my neck. I groaned because I was tired but also because it felt good. He kissed me again. "Wake up, sleepyhead" his gritty voice told me he was in the mood. I couldn't help my yawn.
"Did you not sleep well?" He pulled slightly away from me to get a better look at me in the dim light. I know it's daylight but I have all shades drawn shut. "Insomnia" I lied. I hate doing that, but after our return last night I was too worked up to sleep like he did.
"Shit, sorry, baby. I wouldn't have woken you if I'd known" he went to retreat. No way. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back to me. Now that my eyes were open I could see he was sitting on the edge of the mattress beside me. He'd been leaning over me to get to my neck.
"Come" I motioned for him to get in bed. His eyes lit like tiny fires. "That's what I was hoping for" he retorted to my remark of 'coming'. I couldn't help the silly smirk and he looked triumphant like that was his purpose in life and he'd fulfilled it. I pulled him until he was over me, even though he was fully dressed apart from shoes. He'd run off to do something for work.
"Are you sweaty and bloody or can I have you now?" I asked him. He chuckled and shook his head. "No, I'm not sweaty and bloody. Who do you think I am" he smirked. HA. "A criminal last I checked" I teased him. He kissed my neck again. Damn him. Everything was getting hazy and not from lack of sleep.
"I was overseeing an important shipment for like an hour not torturing men in Dom's creepy dungeon" he quipped. I love that he keeps up the banter with me. He has since day one. "It was a trick question anyways, I find you even sexier when you're dirty and bloody" I dragged my hands down his back. He groaned.
"Good, sweetheart. Because I want your mouth on me today. Can you do that for me, baby?" He asked, like I could ever resist him. I pushed on his shoulders to stand him up and eyed him from head to toe from where I still lay on the mattress.
"Pull it out then" I bit my lip to tease him. He groaned again. He loves my dang lips. And I love that he loves them this much. He's so easy to turn on. I take that as a compliment.
I watched him unbuckle his belt and pop the button of his pants before he pulled the zipper down enough to show his swelling erection. "Shirt too" I ordered him. He smirked but obliged. His torso is so damn sexy. The body of a skilled fighter. His shoulders are so broad and sturdy and damn hot. His arms are perfect.
His hands are so big they can do so many things to me. So, so many things.
I sat up so I was on the edge of the mattress now and looped my fingers into his belt loops to pull him close. That put my face just above his groin. Perfect. I slid down to my knees and he dropped his head with a groan.
"You look perfect, my pretty girl" his tone was even huskier. I could tell he hardened further. His erection pitched his briefs up in strain.
"I'll look even prettier with your cock in my mouth" I grabbed his shaft through the fabric, which made him flex his hips. Then I pulled him out.
He's always so hard and glorious. Blasphemy aside, the man's got the dick of a god. My lord...figuratively of course.
Anthony couldn't help fisting my hair from above me. He liked my words. "I agree, sweetheart. I fully agree" he flexed his hips again so his swollen tip touched my lips. I licked them and he bit his own in anticipation.
Rubbing his head against my mouth across and back he felt silky over me. I could feel the pre cum he had dripping for me. I love knowing I can drive him this wild without even starting. Slowly my tongue came out and licked his underside. His fist tightened.
"Please baby, I need you" he groaned. Well shit tits. Who can say no to that. I shoved him in.
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