Seven Days Ch. 10

Renny nodded and walked out.

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His hands were shaking, and he needed to slow down his breathing. Even though he knew it wasn't there, he still felt there was blood on his hands. He quickly wiped his palms across his jeans-covered thighs. Fuck, this was spinning way out of control.

He could bullshit and charm his way out of almost every situation. It was a gift he had. One that his father never fully appreciated. His old man wanted him to be more like him, old school. Or like that fucker, Nic. But that wasn't Sonny.

And until tonight, he had never taken another human being's life. Until tonight, he thought over in his head again. Fuck!

Sonny knew he shouldn't have gotten involved with the Russians. He had never played at that level before. That was more Nic's territory, because where Sonny liked to bullshit, charm and make an idle threat every now and then, Nic would just kill you. And that's exactly the same philosophy that the Russians had adopted. And Anzor...that Russian prick, believed that Sonny had stolen from him. But he hadn't! Anzor had sent some of his men after him, but they tagged the wrong guy. Some poor local criminal who was in the wrong place at the wrong time. When the body was found, or what was left of the unlucky bastard, Sonny heard on the street about it, and speculation that it might be his body. That gave him an idea. He left an anonymous tip with the police that it was his body, then he hurriedly left town.

Sonny knew further investigation would eventually reveal to everyone that the body wasn't his, but he thought he would have at least a few days to get his shit together before he was a target again. He was wrong.

Sonny had already been traveling down south to escape this whole fiasco, when he felt like he was being followed. On the second day of his trip, the person made a move on him and Sonny panicked and stabbed the bastard. Only that bastard turned out to be Anzor's son, Viktor. Of all the fucking luck! Apparently Viktor hadn't believed the police reports, and decided to go after Sonny alone so he could prove something to his old man. Dumb fuck.

Viktor had moved in on him late that night, and tried shooting him. Sonny had managed to get the gun away from him, but then that asshole pulled out a knife. And this wasn't just any knife...that fucker had to be at least close to a foot long. Viktor was certainly larger than Sonny, but he wasn't as quick. Sonny managed to struggle with him, and quickly take him off guard by clipping him in his thick neck, a trick his father had shown him, and stealing the knife away. But it only stalled Viktor for a second. He grabbed Sonny by the neck, and started strangling him, before Sonny stuck the knife in his stomach. He had to stab him four times before that bastard stopped trying to choke him, and turned him loose.

Sonny stared down at the body in disbelief. Viktor's cold blue eyes still looking up at him, but with no life behind them. Sonny couldn't think straight. He tried to drag the body over to a swamp near the library where the scene had unfolded, but halfway from the back of the building to the murky waters, SHE walked out.

Immediately the young black woman froze. She stared at him, then stared at the body. Her eyes widened. Before Sonny could get 'wait' out of his mouth, she screamed and turned to run back in the building.

Sonny picked up the gun and immediately sprinted after her. She tried to lock the door, but he got there just in time, forcing it back open.

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A few weeks had passed, and life was finally getting back to normal for Nic and Victoria. Not that their relationship had ever been normal, but Sebastian brought that balance to their lives. Victoria couldn't stand to be away from him, even for a few hours. But they had agreed to go to Jackson's house for a family and friends get-together. Jackson seemed to be the center of a very large, unique group of people, and they all seemed to have so much respect for him.

Victoria wasn't so sure that Nic would get along with Jackson's son in-law, Brandon. Upon first impression he seemed extremely blunt, and dropped the f-word...a lot. But much to Victoria's surprise, he and Nic had already made plans to attend a Lakers game. And somehow, Brandon was able to make Nic laugh, which was not an easy feat. Nic rarely ever cracked a smile in front of strangers. And Jackson's daughter, Sienna, was really beautiful...and really young...but she seemed to have an amazing head on her shoulders. Very bright mature woman, who amused Victoria with the story of how she and her husband met. Victoria wasn't quite so ready to reciprocate with that kind of information...since she and Nic definitely didn't share the average fairytale meeting. But maybe one day, she would let Sienna in on that, since their story was no walk in the park either.

Nic and Victoria didn't want to bombard them all with a new baby, so they left Sebastian at home with Marianna, who was more than happy to take over. She had been visiting them, and was almost a permanent fixture in their home. So much so, that she basically spent every other month with them. She no longer had to pack for flights, since Nic had bought her a new wardrobe for her room at their house. And as overbearing as Marianna could be, Victoria loved having her there.

After they finally made it home from Jackson's house, Victoria was so sleepy, that Nic had to carry her upstairs to their room, kissing her ever so often along the way. But she wanted to check in on the baby first, so they walked into Sebastian's room and glanced in his crib.

Neither one of them could still believe that he existed. Nic stared down at him. Even though their son tended to look a little more like him, he prayed that Sebastian would have Victoria's big heart. Her optimism and outlook on the world. Nic had thought of what he would say the day his son was a man and came to him asking about how his and Victoria's relationship started. Nic thought about what he would say. And he decided that the truth was the best. To admit that he wasn't always a good person, but Victoria changed that. She decided to ignore the monster and look deeper to find the other person who had been hidden for years. And he hoped that answer would be enough. Only time would tell.

"Could he be any cuter?" Victoria asked, breaking his train of thought.

"I think he needs a brother," Nic whispered to her, pulling her away from the crib. "Let's get started on that."

Victoria laughed, as the two of them entered their bedroom. Nic went to take a shower, but Victoria didn't feel like budging. She was so tired, and instead opted to plop down face first on the bed, and stayed like that until she heard the shower cut off.

She finally crawled underneath the covers, when she remembered something. "Oh, hey Nic," Victoria yelled from the bed.

"What?" she heard him say.

"Some woman from that party we went to months ago invited us to her party. I forgot to tell you. It's a garden party, or key party...something like that. But she seemed nice, so I wanted to let you know."

Victoria watched as Nic slowly peeked around the corner from the bathroom with a quizzical look on his face, his hair still wet from his shower. He paused mid-stroke of brushing his teeth. "What did you say?" he asked.

"She wanted us to attend her party," Victoria yawned.

"Well, what kind of party is it? Garden party or key party?"

"Hmm, I think she said key. But what's the difference?" Victoria asked.

Nic laughed. "Well, a garden party is a bunch of stuffy rich people eating outdoors and dressed in formal attire. A key party is when married guys place their car keys in a sack and their wives pull them out, and sleep with whichever husband's key they pull out. Again, usually stuffy rich people. But different parties, baby."

Victoria almost choked, "What?! She couldn't possibly think that I would—oh my God, I can't...what is wrong with people?!"

Nic laughed, "My beautiful wife...making friends." He rinsed out his mouth and then stared over at her.

"Eww," Victoria said to herself. "I could never share you. Ever!"

"I almost followed a guy one night who slapped your ass while you were working at Calamity's. Definitely not the sharing type."

Nic watched as his wife stared over at him with a big smile. She was absolutely stunning...and even more so now than when he first met her, if that were possible.

"So you were stalking me," Victoria smiled.

"Of course."

She laughed and shook her head. "I knew it."

"Hey, how much do you love me?" Nic whispered over to her.

Victoria pretended to think about it and then stretched her arms out. "This much."

Nic shot an eyebrow up. "Only that much, huh?" he said, scratching his bare, toned stomach.

Victoria widened her reach even more. "This much!" she said, trying to pull her arms completely in the opposite directions.

Nic sighed. "Hmm, only that much," he repeated, before he walked back into the bathroom.

Victoria sat there staring incredulously at the door. Her fucking arms hurt from that little demonstration of love. Okay, she knew what to do. She didn't know where these ideas came to her from, but they did. "Nic!"

Nic opened the door again and leaned out. Victoria was lying on her back, completely naked with her legs in the air.

"I love you this much," she said, as she slowly started opening her legs until she reached a full, very spread V shape. Holy shit...instant blood rush.

Nic dropped his boxers and walked over to her. He slowly slid his fingers from her ankles down the inside of her legs and then bent down to the apex of the V and kissed her glistening love nest.

Victoria whimpered, as he started to French kiss her pussy. She felt little jolts of electricity to her brain. He was working some kind of magic with his tongue. She ran her hands through his wet, smooth hair. "Ooh, Nic...ooh, don't stop," she moaned breathlessly. He continued to lovingly assault her clit, by licking and lightly nipping it, as her legs turned into jello. And then he hit her spot. Victoria's eyes rolled back as a powerful orgasm rolled throughout her body in intense waves.

Nic crawled up her body and positioned himself on top of her. She had yet to open her eyes. He leaned down and kissed her, wishing he could take a picture of her at this exact moment.

Victoria gradually pried her heavy eyelids open, and stared up at her handsome partner. She smiled at him. "What did you spell with your tongue? I know it was something, you always do."

Nic kissed her again. "I spelled 'mine'. And don't ever forget it."

"Never," she whispered back to him.

"And when did my innocent girl turn into such a sex kitten?" Nic asked, resting his body on top of hers. Her little display of affection was beyond hot.

"It's all your fault. You corrupted me," she said back, raising up to kiss him.

"Damn right," Nic muttered, crushing her lips to his, as his hard length entered her body at a torturously slow pace. He could feel every inch of himself being invited in by her tight pussy. When he finally bottomed out, they both lightly moaned.

But he didn't start driving in and out of her, and she didn't start rolling her hips, driving him crazy like only she could do. He didn't bite her or place his hands around her neck, and she didn't beg him to do so. They just stared at each other, neither one able to move due to some invisible bond that they were sharing at that moment.

Finally, Victoria spoke. "I love you, Nic Andretti," she said, looking into his bright, blue eyes. Eyes that used to be as cold as a block of ice. But that ice had melted away some time ago, replaced by happiness, hope and...love. Love for her, and love for their son.

"I love you more, Victoria Andretti," Nic whispered. "Always."

Victoria wrapped her arms around him, feeling the wetness of her tears seeping onto her cheeks. She remembered when she thought that in just seven quick days... she could make a new start for herself. She couldn't have known then how true that statement would become.

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Thank you all so much for sticking with me on this story and supporting me with all your emails, comments and votes. Many of you I know your names and email addresses by heart and although I sound like a broken record, the support I've received really does mean so much to me. I also wanted to let you know that I plan on publishing soon, so please check my Literotica bio page for all of that information, including information on a new story, a follow-up story to Damn Dress, and Sonny and his mystery woman... And I just want to thank a few people, J for the wonderful editing, TangledinYou for being an amazing friend and sister, and August_Bouvier, for a wonderful suggestion;-)

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