" Why did you try to kill the President?" I had a contract." From whom?" From Carlos Malena." Who is he?" He is in charge of enforcement for the Medel...lin Group. If someone gets out of line, Carlos takes care of him." Why did he put out a contract on the President?" She was talking about legalizing drugs and if her plan to do that went through, we would lose billions." How much were you paid?" Two and a half million dollars." What were the terms of the contract?" Kill the President. I got half. Get on your knees’ He said it as he forced me to the floor, my knees buckled under his strength.‘Wait’. I hear chloe whisper‘Too late, either join us or shut up’Chloe froze.My head was level with dans crotch, I could see the bulge coming through his jeans.‘Undo my belt, button and unzip my jeans’I did as he said, my hands shaking the whole time.‘Good boy, now slide my boxers down and remove my cock’I slid his boxers down slowly, I felt like I was doing it forever. It revealed the base of his. He had wanted to reach out and embrace her, to hold her tightly to him and squeeze her – to smell her perfume drifting across his face, to feel her softness against his cheek, against his lips. He wanted to feel the palms of his hands on her skin, to feel the warmth of the touch tingle his senses, and he felt aroused and needed to feel her womb grip hold of him as he was holding onto her. Tom was grappling with his own internal torment. So many feelings had been running through his mind these. "Why, yes, yes I did," Dao set his cup down. "I understand that you are looking for something that went missing long ago." Yes, the Rose Throne," Aaron nodded in replied. "But, apparently you already know that. I was told the Sidhe either have it or know where it is." Yes, but unfortunately only a select few ever knew," Dao explained, "and they have passed on in the years since. It was not something passed down to remember. They never actually had it, they just had the knowledge of its.