I don't know why I'm fucking surprised.

To think for a second, my familia, my mama, would congratulate and respect one of my decisions. It's funny in hindsight. But why does Mika's profession have to do with anything? If I want to be with her, I will. They don't know any of her hardships that could've let her down that path.

Something completely out of her control.

Still, Mika inspires me.

Even with everyone throwing her name in vain, she never stooped down to their level and proved why she is a million times better than they are. Of course, the only one who treated Mika with dignity and respect was Mateo. At least there's one person in the stands for our relationship, cheering us forward.

I take Mika to the one place no one will interrupt us.

I highly doubt anyone will come to apologize for their behavior, and why would they? I don't show any strength. My familia thinks they can get away with anything because I'm spineless. My chest is burning with rage, and my face aches from how tense it is. I'm fucking seething.

As I close the double doors, Mika runs her fingers down the alphabetic order files, books, and boxes and sticks her pointer finger in the air. "Wow! Not even one speck of dust. Incredible."

A laugh rips from my throat as Mika hurls herself onto the U-shaped couch, moaning in satisfaction. She moves her arms up and down as if she was swimming in an ocean. Mika flips onto her stomach, her boobs barely holding onto her top as her feet kick up in the air. She grabs one of the magazines on the circular coffee table, flicking through it.

Diverting my gaze, I see my ongoing investigation about Ander on my desk, and I panic for a second. When Mika texted, I got so excited I left everything on display for anyone to see. I don't need my familia adding delusional to the mix. Nor did I want to risk Mika's safety by getting her involved in this case. Quickly, I gather everything in a pile and throw it in my locked cabinet.

With an annoyed groan, I slip into my chair, widening my legs to a manspread to relax. My hands are kneading my forehead, trying to relieve the knots of an incoming mirage. My body jumps unexpectedly when Mika drops her hands on my shoulder, heat spreading like wildfire. She massages the kinks in my shoulders, lowering her lips to my ear, warm and minty.

"Relax, Muñeco," Mika whispers lowly in my ear. "You shouldn't be this stress on your birthday."

Taking a deep breath, I try to erase all the stress, irritation, and distress from my body like chalk on a chalkboard. It doesn't work, sadly. So many things went wrong, and all I wanted was for Mika to feel appreciated and accepted by my familia. I subjected her to such a tense, awkward situation. A part of me wishes that I never brought her here. Not because I'm embarrassed, but because they didn't appreciate her.

"Muñeco, you're not even trying to relax," Mika says, placing her weight on my frame as she leans on my shoulders, her arms reaching for my tie.

I groan. "I know. Gosh, I'm just so pissed off. Why couldn't they keep their mouths shut for twenty minutes?"

Mika arches her eyebrow with amusement. "What for? So, they can be fake to our faces? No, thank you. Real people stab you in front. The ones with a hidden agenda do it behind your back and leave you bleeding."

A crease forms between my eyebrows. "So, it's a good thing they were assholes to our faces?"

She giggles, pressing soft, feather-like kisses starting from my ear to my jawline. "Exactly. You have to watch out for the ones that do it secretly behind your back." With her arm draped over my shoulder, she spins around and sinks into my lap. "Now, Muñeco, the night is still young. Why don't we spend the rest of it doing things we enjoy?"

Mika doesn't waste a single second. She's ripping the buttons from my shirt and places wet, sloppy kisses from my neck to my chest. My hands fall to the side, submitting to Mika. There's no point in stopping her from getting her way with me. Mika kisses down my chest to my abdomen, gliding her tongue across her teeth as she stops at my button pants.

"What do you say, Asiel?" Mika gnaws on her lower lip, her fingers dancing across the seams of my pants. "Can I give you your birthday present early? I've been dying for another taste of your cock."

Fuck.

I'm fucking blown away, muted, silent.

But my cock twitches in protest, causing Mika's irises to glimmer with lust. "If I stand corrected, I think he wants me too. Do you want me, Asiel?"

I nod, and my eyes widen in anticipation. "Always. I'm yours. Do whatever you want with me."

Mika smirks, leisurely taking her time to unbutton my pants, my cock aching from being fully hard, and demanding attention. Finally, my cock sees the light, and Mika starts playing with my balls. Nipping and sucking until I'm leaping off from my chair, my hips jerking in pleasure. Her tongue is warm, soft, wet, sucking on my balls as if it was her favorite lollipop. She spits into her hands, spreading around the length of my cock, and moves her hand up and down while her mouth focuses on my balls.

My head falls back, my eyes half-lidded, drowning in lust and arousal. Mika looks so fucking sexy. The amount of effort she puts into making sure every bit of the experience feels euphoric. She always makes sure to keep her gaze locked on mine, only closing when she moans against my dick. She disconnects her lips from my balls, leaving them cold and helpless. An electric bolt of pleasure shoots up my spine when she kisses up my length.

She morphs into a sexual goddess, her doe-eyes innocent, mixed with a hint of wickedness as her mouth parts, her tongue sticking out with saliva dripping down. It lands on my tip, and she slides her hand softly up and down my length, my cock throbbing against her palm. Pleasure swells in my cock as she runs her tongue all the way from base to tip.

She lightly mouths the head, enclosing it within those silky, feathery lips, but hauls when there is a pounding at my door. My head lifts to face the door, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Mika shrugs and wraps her lips around my cock, going down the length until it hits the back of her throat.

The groan that wrenches out of me turns my whole face pink with embarrassment. Another set of pounding comes from the closed door, and my eyes widen in panic. It's impossible to take in the outside world when Mika is sucking my cock as if it was her favorite cone of ice cream. Mika's eyes darts at the door, signaling to answer.

"Who is it?" My voice comes out ragged.

"Mateo. Can I come in?" He screams back from the other side of the door.

Instantly, I spring up from my chair, forcing my cock out of Mika's mouth and accidentally causing her to lose her balance. Instead of being on her knees, she lands on her ass with legs spread wide and muffling the giggles threatening to escape her lips.

"What are we going to do?" I whisper, alarm washing over me.

Mika wipes the corner of her lips and continues laughing. "Calm down, Muñeco. I'll hide under the desk. Just act casual."

She crawls under the desk, and when I try to buckle my pants, she tugs them back down. Another knock thumps against the door, and my heart pounds to the beat of EDM drums, loud and obnoxious. Pulling my pants up, I sink back into the seat, rolling it towards the desk, and before I could reply to Mateo, Mika unbuckles my pants.

I side-eye Mika with suspicion. "What are you doing?"

She smiles harmlessly and so fucking cutely. "I wasn't done giving you your birthday present."

My eyes plead with her. "Mika, are you insane!"

Mika nods. "Yes. Don't worry, I'll be extra quiet. No one will know I'm here."

"I will!"

"Asiel, I'm coming in!" Mateo announces, my heart racing as the knob tilt open, and I stick myself as close to the desk as possible. "Jesus, what the hell were you doing in here?"

My arms are extended over the desk. "Huh? Oh, um. Listening to music?"

Mateo flashes me a look of concern before dismissing my response. "Alright. I wanted to come in here and say sorry for the night, turning out the way it did."

Before I could open my mouth, Mika grips my cock and wraps her lips around the tip, swirling her tongue like it's running a fucking marathon. All I wanted to do was bang my head against the wall because fucking Jesus Christ this feels magical. Mika is kneading my balls in her fingertips as she bobs up and down, sucking hard.

Keeping composure, I reply, "T-Thank you, Mateo. It isn't your fault. Everyone else couldn't keep their thoughts to themselves."

Mateo's face cringes, his nose crinkling as he rubs the nape of his neck. "About that... I have a few concerns about Mika myself."

My breaths pick up as Mika increases her speed, adding her hands to the mix to push me to the max. Sweat trickles down my forehead, and I grab my collar, flicking up and down to gain some wind. I can feel my balls swelling, throbbing to erupt in her mouth. Pleasure build and build. The entire combination of her mouth and hand sucking relentlessly, not giving me a second to attain composure. 

Mateo clears his throat. "Jefe, are you okay?"

My head bobs to its own accord. "Mmm, go on."

He scratches the back of his head. "Okay. Why are you hanging around with Luka's whore? When I told you to go find some bitches, I didn't mean to take our rival familia's girl. How can you even trust her? For all we know, she can be telling your personal shit to Luka, so he gets the upper hand." 

His entire argument goes in one ear and out the other, as I can only focus on Mika's intoxicating, reckless movements. My teeth gnaw at my lower lip, hard enough to taste metallic as my stomach tightens. My balls squeeze as if it was a stress ball, and I erupt in her mouth, spurt after spurt, my cock twitching. The relief is electrifying. My eyes are hazy, black spots appear in my vision as I come down from the mountain of pleasure.

When the bliss subsides, I repeat to myself Mateo's concerns, and instantly my face hardens. "Are you fucking kidding me, Mateo? Not you too."

"What?" Mateo throws his hands in the air to show his frustration. "Eres mi primo menor, Asiel. Sue me for being concerned, but I don't trust her. How much do you even know about her? Or are you distracted by her big tits and ass?"

(You're my younger cousin.)

"I know enough!" My jaw twitches, my teeth grinding.

He stifles a laugh. "So, I take that as a yes."

My stomach is churning, disgusted by Mateo's attitude. Mika was right. It feels even worse when my favorite cousin put on a whole facade in front of the others to only repeat the same thing. He treated Mika like a person, only to talk shit behind her back. The audacity. We're being pushed into a corner with knives coming from every corner.

My lips curl up in a snarl. "Well, your concern is not needed. I'm not some fucking five-year-old. I can look out for myself! I like Mika a lot, and for some fucking reason, she likes me, too. She was only with Luka because he brought her, but I shouldn't have to explain it for her. Luka isn't and won't be a problem."

Mateo glares at me. "Did you think maybe she's only with you because you paid for her? Because no offense, primo, but you aren't a girl's first choice. Not even top ten. Open your eyes before she ruins everything you worked hard for."

I toss my head contemptuously. "Maybe I should reconsider my second in command because if you don't have faith in me with something as simple as my relationship. Then I can't trust you to have faith in what I do for this family."

He scoffs, pressing his tongue into his cheek. "Oh? Who are you going to give it to? Limon? Gato? Wait, let me guess. Mika? You're going to throw away everything we built together for a pathetic woman?"

"You think I care about our enterprise? It's nothing to me!" I scream passionately, so fucking frustrated. Tears threaten to spill, but I swallow them down like a pill. "Mateo, I have a real shot at being happy here! I'd everything strip away from me. Am I not allowed to have one thing?"

Mateo fists his hair, causing his hair to look like clumps. "I want you to be happy, Asiel. You deserve it after everything with Ander, but why her? Why do you want to be with Mika? She is aligned with our enemy. I would've never expected you to go for a girl like Mika."

"Mika makes me a better person."

He sighs, getting up from his chair. "For your sake, I hope everything works out. I'm sorry, Jefe. I wanted to voice my concerns, but I overstepped my boundaries. I will not bring up your relationship again unless I find something incriminating."

"You won't."

"I hope not, Jefe."

Mateo turns the knob and slips through the door as my mama catches it before it slams closed. Anguish washes across her face. Her eyebrows pull tight, and her lips quiver. She strides closer, her hands trembling from her elderly age. I button my pants and mouth 'one minute' to Mika as she plays with the ends of her hair.

Mama squeezes my cheek. "Lo siento, peluche. I didn't realize how harsh my words came out. Me alegro mucho por ti. Love is an emotion so beautiful to experience, and I know you have always searched for the one. I judged her too quickly. If she caught your attention, there has to be a reason."

(I'm sorry, teddy bear. I'm so happy for you.)

I smile lightly, enjoying my mama's sweet, warm touch. "There is plenty. You will love her if you give her a chance. We can have dessert on the patio, just us three. Give the night a redo. Mika doesn't hold any resentment."

"Sounds wonderful." Mama places a peck on the top of my head. "Me alegro mucho de que hayas encountrado a alguien. No has sido la misma desde Ander. Me preocupaba que pudieras seguir el camino de Ander. I'll have to thank Mika for that. I'll go get the desserts ready."

(I'm so glad you found someone. You have not been the same since Ander. I was worried that you might follow Ander's path.)

It never dawned on me until now.

Even with the darkness surrounding Mika, whether it's her dark path or her lifestyle. There's no doubt she has brought a sense of light into mine. Ander's death completely changed my life and me. There is no way around it. Finding the body of a loved one changes your entire outlook on the world. The images still haunt me-- his wrist sliced, blood pooling around his body as the emptied prescription bottle left at his feet.

The feather was left on his back, perfectly white.

Not one speck of blood.

My enthusiasm for dating Mika causes my pain about my brother's death to be pushed to the side. It still exists. It still carves a hole in my heart every day. Especially on my birthday, when Ander would clear his day to spend it entirely with me. Mika gave me a reason to trudge forward, work through the pain, and live my life for me and my brother. She is in no way replacing him, but the final piece of my life.

Mika crawls out from the desk, the tips of her toes sticking out from the thousand layers of fabric on her body. "That was exhilarating!"

My lips curve into a foolish grin, losing against the fight to resist. "Do you know how hard it was to concentrate on the conversation when all I could think about was those pretty lips wrapped around my cock? I was close to exposing us. You deserve a punishment."

"Oh, really?" Mika cocks her eyebrow, her tongue gliding over her teeth. "What do you have in mind?" She pushes the paperwork off my desk, falling to the floor with a thud as she presses her stomach against the desk. "Do I deserve a spanking for going against the norm and pleasuring you?"

I still.

How is she all mine?

She turns her head just enough for me to see the side of her face and her irises flashing with desire. "It's your birthday, Muñeco. You can do anything you want to me."

Lifting from my chair, I stride closer, raising my hand and bringing it down on her ass. Except I halted an inch before contact, opting to rub my palm over her ass and place a kiss on her exposed shoulder.

"That's your punishment."

Mika flips over, her elbows leaning against the desk while her face is only a few inches away from mine. My smile broadens as my cheeks burn warm at my failed attempt at acting cute with my girlfriend.

"A kiss is my punishment? I think a spanking is called for, or I might do it again."

I wrap my knuckles around her button-nose, giving it a tiny squeeze. "I won't ever hurt you. Sexual act or not. I can't do it."

Mika laughs, pulling her nose away from my hold and touching it. "Really? Because my nose hurts now."

I roll my eyes playfully and wrap my arms around her waist. "Oh, shut it! You're being a smartass."

"No, I'm serious! It hurts," Mika exclaims through her giggling fit.

With my arms around her hips, we walk out the door to see a group of my cousins chatting in the hallway by the bathrooms. Gato is there. His back facing the opposite way as he combusts into laughter with the rest of his canines. Irritation immediately spiked in my chest like a time bomb-- the timer starting at five minutes.

"I'm going to go freshen up before we go to the patio," Mika says, tapping on my entwine hands to release her. "Is the bathroom down there?"

My jaw flexes as I glance down the hall in Gato's direction. I don't want Mika to be anywhere near him. He isn't going to stop being an asshole. The followers that encircled him cheer him on until he's ripped a person into shreds. They're his number one supporters. Because everyone knows I wouldn't retaliate, even if it's about my girlfriend.

"Yeah, I'll wait outside."

Mika sends a thumbs up. "Alriii-ght!"

She speedwalk down the hallway, clearly having to pee. I take my time, not wanting to spend longer than two seconds with Gato's group. An easy silence stretches for a minute before Gato's obnoxious group howls with amusement.

"Her ass and tits cannot be real," Gato cackles, placing his arms around two of his boys. "They get bigger every time she walks past. God, the fucking things I would do to her. She would beg me never to stop."

The cousin with Gato's arm around him replies lowly, too quiet, almost impossible to hear, but it sounded like. "She begged last time. For us to stop."

My head jerks up and my eyes pinpoint on Gato, narrowing with anger, irritation, disgust, rage.

"Shut up!" Gato smacks his hand against his cousin's scalp. "She deserved it. She is a useless whore. Her only purpose is to be passed around like an old pair of gym socks and wreck her holes until she's sobbing. Go around, ask where she works. I die happily knowing we all fucked his bitch before he could."

Blackness tints my vision as my control snaps like a weak stick.

I'm going to kill him! I'm going to rip his fucking body apart limb by limb until he's begging for mercy! Disrespect me, but Mika is off fucking limits!

My body moves on its own accord as if my soul was outside my body, watching it speed down the remainder of the hallway. My hands are clenching, craning back to do damage. A raging roar rips through my chest and up my throat as I charge.

I reach Gato before his band of followers can alert him, my fist smashing into his face like crushing grapes underneath your feet. My next swing hits harder, landing on his jaw with a crack before he falls to the ground.

Climbing on top of Gato's frail body, the sounds of people screaming faintly reach my ears, but I'm too far gone. All I focus on is the unhinged laughter rumbling from Gato's chest, his teeth coated with blood as it trickles out his mouth. All I can hear is Mika's name on his lips. All the dirty things he said he would do to her.

Everything.

It fuels my punches.

Gritting my teeth, I grasp his collar with one hand, and rain down hit after hit with my other. Gato fights to push me off, but there's no use. I have so much pent-up rage I unleash everything on him. My blood boils, vision blurs with red fury as I imagine his chilling, unhinged grin, the one he always wears in fights as I smash my fist on his jaw.

I grab him with both hands and yank his head off the ground. "Keep Mika's name out of your fucking mouth! Say one more thing. I fucking dare you! Do you hear me?" I scream, my voice is unrecognizable as he struggles to keep his eyes open.

My fist cranes back again to deliver one final blow when two pairs of arms grab me and press my body against the wall, holding it. Gato slips from my grasp and plunges to the ground with a thump, but the rage is an endless stream of water. I kick, swing, punch and squirm as my familia struggle to hold me back.

"Who's next? You guys were so loud before, but what now? You guys fucking scared?" I scream, my veins popping from the raging fury within. "Disrespect my wishes again, and you will follow Gato! Do you understand?"

The crowd around us whispers before replying in unison, "Yes, Jefe."

Everyone is fidgeting, their eyes darting across the room, clinging onto themselves in fear. A few members checked Gato's pulse, side-eyeing me, terrified I'll go after them for helping him. They're really fucking scared of me. My chest heaves, softening a tiny bit as Mika mouths 'holy shit' to me.

I finally earned their respect.

Wow.... Who's proud of our baby boy Asiel? I am! Gato definitely deserved to get his ass beaten a long time ago. Do you think Gato is going to rebel against Asiel again? Or did he learn his lesson?

Also, Mika is lowkey my spirit animal like the fact that she sucked his cock under the table. Like wow I love her! You guys too right!?

The next chapter is going to be pretty sweet fyi😝 even tho I think some moments in this one were sweet too! Gosh, I just love them so much!! I'm having so much fun writing them and it's reaching the really crazy crazy part!

Im going to keep saying that for like ever 😝!

Random question - do you want their first time together in Asiel's POV or Mika's? Or it doesn't matter?