Undercover Heat - Part 3
Fri Jun 28 17:23:05 2002
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~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I follow Edge downstairs like a lovesick puppy. I must admit that it feels good to be in love. I also must admit that he's incredible on a float, in a bed, and most defiantly in a shower. I could spend all day exploring his body, finding new sensitive areas that make him squirm deliciously under my tongue.
Edge grins as I cup his ass playfully.
Mark clears his throat as he enters and my hands instantly slide to my sides. "Since you're through with Christian, I'll have Scott drive him home," Mark growls as he flashes me a spiteful grin.
"Actually, I want Scott and Kevin fired by the time I get back," Edge growls at Mark in defiance. "As for Christian," he purrs, winking at me, "he's staying."
I grin at him and flash Mark a victory smile.
Mark and I watch Edge as he slips into the limo. Once it is out of sight, I glace over at Mark and he is glaring at me.
"Time to die, bitch." he growls as he pulls out a huge pocket knife. "I'm going to enjoy slicing you up, Chrissy."
My eyes widen. "NO!" I scream as I run from him, knowing that even in a fair fight, I'd lose.
As I turn the corner, I almost run into Hall and Nash, but quickly avoid them.
"Catch him, you fools!" Mark shouts as he rounds the corner.
~MARK'S POV~
I glance at my watch. I have to find the little bitch before Edge gets back.
One hour. One hour to off a rookie agent.....sounds about right. Maybe Scott still could have a little fun with him.
"Chrissy," I whisper, "Come out and play."
Kevin and Scott snort.
I hear a slight shuffle in the bushes, followed by a soft curse. I motion for them to surround it.
Christian screams as we drag him from his hiding place. With three on one, it's just a matter of seconds before we have the terrified little blonde subdued.
Scott rips open his shirt as his hands lustfully roam Christian's trembling body.
"Please Mark, let me have him one time before you kill him. Show him how a real man fucks."
"Why don't we all take turns with him?" I growl.
"Please....don't," Christian gasps as Scott roughly pulls him to his feet and shoves him toward the pool area.
I watch as Scott rips away Christian's clothes, slapping him around to make sure he has his full attention.
Christian cries out in pain as Scott rams into his unprepared entrance.
"Fuck him hard!" Kevin encourages as he strokes his own cock.
I grin as I casually sit back and watch the show.
"He's so tight!" Scott moans in pleasure as he rams unmercifully into the sobbing smaller man.
"All this could have been avoided, Chrissy. But you just had to have him again, didn't you?" I ask bitterly as I watch the sunlight flicker off the blade of my knife. "You see, Chrissy, Edge is my bitch. Yeah, I may give him permission to roam the yard, and he may occasionally bring a stray home, but I'm the big dog. I'm his daddy."
"You killed his father, didn't you?" Christian hisses through clinched teeth as Scott rammed into him harder and faster.
"He stood between me and my true love," I growl. "He had to be eliminated."
"Edge was only 16," Christian hissed.
"Sweet sixteen," I whispered as I remembered how I had almost seduced the youngster until his father showed up. I frown as I remember how I had to beg to keep my job. Edge even told his father that he had tried to seduce me. The matter was dropped and for a year, I admired Edge from afar. Until I hired a hit man to take out his old man. Best money that I ever spent.
Christian cries out in pain as Scott grunts and thrusts one final time into him. Scott growls as an explosive orgasm shakes his body.
"I waited until Edge's 17th birthday. I made him a man in more ways than one," I continue, smiling as Scott's eyes rolled back in his head.
"You're sick!"Christian spat.
"No," Kevin growled as he shoved the now incoherent Scott away and positioned himself behind Christian, "He's in love."
"The McMahon's?" Christian gasped as Kevin pushed inside of him.
Guess it couldn't hurt to tell a dying man the truth.
"I killed them all. Vince, Linda, Shane, and Stephanie. I rigged their plane with explosives. They threatened to take Edge from me. You see, Vince wasn't worried about Edge, he wanted his money. He was going to fire me and send me away."
"Ric Flair, Molly, Regal, and the two FBI agents?" Christian gasps.
"Ric got too close, he found out about Edge and me. Molly had heard us together and tried to blackmail me. Foolish bitch. Regal tried to steal from me, and your fellow agents tried to blackmail me."
"The Hardy's and Lita?" Christian gasped.
"They tried to seduce Edge from me," I growl angrily as I remember walking in on them. I could immediately smell the alcohol and drugs in the air. Edge was on cloud nine as he was sandwiched between the two brothers. Matt was fucking Edge, and Edge was fucking Jeff as he bent over in front of him. Lita was the fucking cheerleader for the orgy. Talk about an annoying voice. She died first. Her neck was slender and frail and it snapped so easily. Matt had been the second, his neck snapped like a thick twig. As soon as I peered over Edge's shoulder and locked eyes with Jeff, he knew something was wrong, but he was still pinned under Edge. He screamed for Matt and Lita, but it was too late. As I shoved into Edge, I grabbed a handful of his long beautiful blonde hair and forced his head back onto my shoulder. I immediately covered his mouth with mine as my other hand reached down and pushed Jeff's face into the pillow...suffocating him. He had thrashed under Edge frantically, but Edge was too far gone to realize that he was dying and not in the throes of passion. When Edge awoke the next morning all evidence was gone. The Hardy's were just a memory to him.
Kevin grinned at me as he pushed Christian away from him and gave him a vicious kick in the ribs.
"He'll find out the truth!" Christian hissed as he curled up in a fetal position, cradling his ribs.
I chuckle. "You honestly think that he would pick a whore like you over me?"
He nods.
"I'm family," I hiss.
"Why don't you ask him?" Christian smiles as he nods towards the approaching limo.
"Fuck," I growl.
~EDGE'S POV~
I smile as I slide from the limo and head for the pool. I hated all the stuffy meetings with lawyers and such. A nice relaxing swim....
I'm shocked as I open the gate to find Christian on his hand and knees before Scott.
"What the fuck?" I hiss.
"Hey boss," Scott smirks.
Christian pushes away and crawls to Edge.
"They raped me," he gasps. "Mark was going to kill me."
"What?" Edge asks in disbelief.
"We have to leave.....now!" Christian begs.
"Christian, why are you lying?" Kevin asks with a frown, before looking at me. "Sorry boss. He said that he liked to party and he liked it rough."
"Liar!" Christian hissed.
"You said it yourself, Edge. He's a fucking FBI barbie, a twink!" Scott snorts.
"You knew that I was FBI?" Christian asked confused and hurt.
"I'm sorry," Edge whispered.
"What's going on?" Mark asked as he entered the pool area.
"He was going to kill me!" Christian hissed.
Mark shook his head with a confused look on his face. "I think you've been fucked too hard kid," he replies with a smirk.
"Edge, please," Christian whimpered. "I'm an FBi agent!"
I glance at the bruises on his body and the blood trickling down his thighs. Mark wouldn't do this. Would he?
"You're fired!" I hiss at Kevin and Scott, who merely smirk and look at Mark, as I wrap my arms around Christian protectively.
"No," Mark sighs. "They're not fired."
"What?" I growl angrily. I own the fucking house. I fucking own them.
"Kevin, Scott take Edge inside. Chrissy and I have some unfinished business," Mark growls.
I gasp as I find myself being pulled from Christian and dragged inside.
"NO!" Christian screams as he lunges toward me wrapping his arms around my waist. "He killed your father! He killed the McMahon's, Molly, Regal, the FBI agents, Flair, and the Hardy's!"
"The Hardy's?" I ask confused as I look up at Mark. "You said they went home." I had always suspected that he had killed the others, including my overbearing father.
"They never made it home. They are still missing!" Christian screams as Mark grabs a handful of Christian's hair and yanks him viciously away from me.
"From now on, Edge, I own you. I own your business, your property, everything," he hisses.
I laugh at how ridiculous all of this has gotten.
"Those papers you just signed," Mark says smirking, "gives everything to me."
"No!" I gasp, realizing that I hadn't even read them in my haste to get back to Christian.
"Don't worry, my beauty," Mark whispers, lifting my chin. "I'm going to marry you and make you mine."
"No," I gasp in shock.
"Drug him and put him in my room. I'll be back as soon as I'm done taking out the trash," he hisses as he drags Christian with him toward the boat docks.
"Get your hands off me!" I scream as Kevin easily lifts me and tosses me across his broad shoulders. "NO!" I scream as I reach my hand outwards toward Christian.
~CHRISTIAN'S POV~
I double over and gasp for air as Mark punches me hard in my lower abdomen.
"He won't even remember you Christian," he whispers spitefully. "I've bought some wonderful mind altering drugs in my recent visit to Asia. He'll be the perfect mate....sexy and docile."
"You won't get away with it," I whisper.
"I already have," he growls as he pulls the rope to a small speedboat forward. "I think it's time that you meet the Hardy's."
I gulp in fear as he wraps a heavy chain around my ankles. At the end of the chain is a heavy concrete block that even he can barely lift. I whimper as he wraps steel netting around me and then wraps a chain around it. My God! What had he done to them?
He searches his pockets for something and curses as he glances up at the guest house.
"Don't go away bitch, I got to get the keys so we can get this show on the road," he says with a smirk as he walks away.
I struggle, but it's useless.
I'm doomed to a watery grave.
~EDGE'S POV~
I scream as they try to hold me still so that they can inject me.
"No bruises or Mark will kill us," Kevin hisses.
Sensing their fear of Mark, I play on that weakness. "You fools," I laugh at them. "Who do you think that he is going to kill next?"
They look at me confused, but at least they are not trying to inject me with the syringe.
"He's got what he wants. He don't need you. You both are liabilities to him," I whisper softly. "Think about it."
They look at each other, realizing that I had probably just spoken the truth.
I breath a sigh of relief as they run from the room. I grin as I run downstairs, hoping that it's not to late for Christian.
From the distance, I see Mark entering the boat dock. Where's Christian?
Panicking, I run faster.
As I enter the covered dock, Mark whirls around with Christian in his arms. "What the fuck?" He growls.
"Kevin and Scott are gone. It's over," I whisper.
"No, it ain't over until I say it's over," he growls as he drops Christian to the floor with a sickening thud as he walks toward me.
"Are you going to kill me like you did my father?" I ask.
"What?" He growls. "No. I love you Edge."
"Prove it," I gasp. "Let Christian go, and I'll do anything you want."
He shakes his head as he looks at me and then to Christian. "I can't do that. He knows too much."
Sirens echo in the background.
"They're coming for you," I whisper.
He sighs as he pulls a gun out from the waistband of his jeans. "If I can't have you, neither can he."
"NO!" I scream as he aims the gun at Christian's head. I lunge at him, wrestling for control of the gun.
I freeze as the gun goes off with a fiery blast. For a brief moment, I think that I've been shot, then I glance down at Christian, who's eyes are wide with fright but otherwise alright.
Mark stumbles back clutching his chest as the gun falls into the cold waters of the private lake. I see the crimson path of the blood on his shirt as it flows downward.
"Mark," I whisper as I move forward.
He grins as he stumbles and falls backwards into the boat that he had been about to place Christian in. The water is choppy due to the wind today and the boat starts drifting outwards.
"Mark!" I scream, extending my hand. He merely continues stares at me as he drifts further away.
"I love you," he whispers through ragged, strained breaths.
Christian's sobs finally snap me out of my daze. I run to him, frantically trying to free him. When I realize that I can't, I merely hold him.
"It's all my fault.....all those murders," I gasp.
"No!" Christian snaps. "Mark killed them, not you."
"I love you, Christian Cage" I whisper.
"I loved you the first moment I saw you," Christian whispers.
We sigh in relief as we are suddenly surrounded by FBI agents and paramedics. I'm pulled away from Christian, but not for long. He snaps at everyone and refuses any help until I'm back at his side.
I stare at the drifting boat.
"I loved you, too," I whisper under my breath as a tear slides down my face.
~TBC~
