Chapter 4 The Surprising Show

KISSES AND STRAWBERRIES

{When Danger Meets Desire}

Chapter 4 : The Surprising Show

"You aren't getting away with this, Little Wolfie," Kenzo said with a smirk, feeling his cock hardening.

Tamara pressed him down, ensuring the people chasing her wouldn't see her.

They came toward the car and stopped.

"I'm really gonna catch that little thief and kill her," one of them said

.

"How did she even get in? She must be a professional!" another said.

"She's going to come again. Next time I find her, I'll kill her," the other added.

"Let's just go," they said, walking away.

"Ahhh," Tamara exhaled, relieved as they left.

"I'm gonna fuck your ass right here if you don't get off me," Kenzo said.

"Hm, I would love to," Tamara replied with a naughty smile.

"Get the fuck off me!" Kenzo snapped, pushing her off.

"I guess you've recognized me, huh?" she said with a smile.

"Yeah, this is my jacket on you. One of my favorites," he scoffed.

"I finally saw you again, Strawberry Mafia."

"Call me that again, and I'll kill you," he said, glaring.

"Gosh, you're scary, but I love you," she smiled.

"Are you flirting right now? You were so fragile back then," Kenzo scoffed.

"That was two years ago. I'm doing me now, and I love it," she grinned.

"How are you going to make up for this?" Kenzo asked, gesturing to his hard cock.

"Hmm, I don't know," Tamara furrowed her brows and opened the door, stepping out of the car.

"Are you kidding me?"

"No, I'm not," Tamara whispered, and Kenzo scoffed.

"It's surprising seeing you here in Germany. What are you doing? Trying to kill someone? Exchange or kidnap people?" Tamara smirked.

Kenzo walked to her immediately, grabbing her by the neck and lifting her as he choked her.

"All right, I apologize," Tamara gasped, choking.

"Know your limits," he said poisonously.

"Yes, I will. Please," Tamara croaked, tapping his arm.

Kenzo rolled his eyes, letting her drop to the floor as she gasped loudly.

"You almost killed me!" she yelled, standing up slowly.

"Don't yell at me," Kenzo said calmly, yet poisonously.

"Psycho," she spat and ran away immediately.

Kenzo chuckled dryly, checking the time.

"Now I can't go to the club. I've got work to do," he muttered, walking back to his car.

As he stepped into the driver's seat, he noticed a shining diamond on the chair.

"So she went to steal diamonds?" he said, picking it up.

"Gosh, she's a little crazy. She'll come back for this," he chuckled softly, slipping it into his pocket.

He started the engine and drove out of the club premises.

"I really need my bike," he muttered as he sped off.

A man came out of hiding. "Nice pictures," he grinned, checking the photos on his camera.

As he walked down a path, Kenzo suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Are those pictures nice?" Kenzo asked with a smile, making the man flinch.

"Ugh, what pictures..." the man stuttered.

"This," Kenzo said, and before the man could react, Kenzo struck his vital point, making him pass out instantly.

Kenzo dragged him, throwing him into the car trunk and slamming it shut.

"Taking my pictures? Bad idea," Kenzo said blankly, entering his car and driving off at full speed.

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BLOODLINE - A DARK STREET

Bloodline is the line of engagements between the Russians, Italians, Germans, Japanese, and Chinese. It's where drugs and money are exchanged and where they meet for discussions. It is beside a seaport, where they transport large amounts of drugs by sea.

Kenzo drove to the seaport, pulling on his mask before stepping out of the car.

Kayla rode up on her bike, two cars following behind. She stopped and smiled widely, seeing Kenzo standing beside his car, earbuds in.

"He's fine," she smiled, getting off her bike.

"I guess it's fishing day," Kenzo said flatly, noticing the men arriving.

"Yeah, didn't Don tell you?" Franklin said through the earbud.

"He only said there's an exchange."

"Oh."

"Wait, don't tell me you're still in that mansion room?" Kenzo asked.

"No, I've got a job already," Franklin replied.

"What job?"

"Part-timer in a bar."

"Good job," Kenzo smirked.

"Talking to your brother?" Kayla asked, walking over.

"No, I'm talking to F," he replied blankly.

"Hope you didn't bring a registered car?" she asked.

"I ain't dumb." He rolled his eyes.

"You're so hot right now," Kayla smiled, and Kenzo scoffed.

"You're not even surprised to see me here," she said.

"I was told," he responded flatly.

"Oh."

A ship arrived, and they all stood ready, armed.

Two briefcases of gold were handed to Kenzo and Kayla. Kayla lit a cigarette, smoking.

"You want?" she asked.

"Sure," Kenzo said, taking a drag and puffing out thick smoke before handing it back.

"You just kissed me, you know," Kayla smirked.

The Chinese Mafia, about fifteen to twenty people with their bosses, carried bags of cocaine, dropping them on the floor. Kenzo and Kayla stepped forward, dropping the gold after confirming the drugs. The Chinese picked up the briefcases.

"Nice doing business with you," they said, about to shake hands.

"I don't shake," Kenzo rolled his eyes, pulling his gun and shooting immediately.

"Fuck!!!" the man screamed.

A bloodbath erupted as they all fired at each other.

Minutes later, Kayla shot the last man, smiling devilishly as they grabbed the briefcases. Their men loaded the cocaine into the car trunk.

"Come and clean it up," Kayla said on the phone, hanging up.

Kevin drove in with the cleaning crew, stepping out with a marijuana stick in his mouth.

"Nice one," he smiled.

"I'll get going now," Kenzo said, heading to his car.

"Hey, Father's Favorite," Kevin called with a grin.

Kenzo turned back blankly. "What?"

"You've been shot," Kevin said, pointing to his shoulder.

"Oh," Kenzo muttered.

"You need treatment," Kayla insisted.

"It's nothing," Kenzo said, stepping into his car and driving off.

"He acts way too tough," Kevin scowled.

"Shut up!" Kayla snapped, hopping on her bike and driving off.

Kevin laughed maniacally. "Get to work, y'all," he ordered as the crew began cleaning the bloody ground. He opened the briefcase, smiling widely.

"I love gold."

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11PM - KENZO MANSION

Surprised he has a mansion already? Mr. Hernandez gave it to him in case he didn't want to stay with them, trying to make up for all the years he didn't care for him.

Kenzo sat shirtless in his secret dark room, the dark cobra snake tattoo on his chest looking sexy. He removed the bullet from his arm, cleaned up, treated himself, and took painkillers with water before sitting down to eat strawberries.

The man who had taken pictures of him was tied to a chair. Kenzo watched him, eating strawberries.

"Gosh, this is boring," he said, standing up. He walked over and slapped the man, waking him instantly.

"Ahhh," the man groaned, feeling like he was hit by a plank.

"Who are you?" Kenzo asked, eating his strawberries.

"Huh?"

"Words, dummy!" Kenzo snapped, slapping him again.

"Ugh, I..."

"I'll be back tomorrow. Wait for it," Kenzo said darkly, leaving the room, which locked automatically.

"Ahhh!!!" the man screamed as a drop of acid fell on his face, then more followed.

"Ahhh!!!!" he screamed in agonizing pain.

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NEXT MORNING - PETERSEN HOUSE

Tamara walked out of her room, stressed about the missing diamond.

"I'm sure I took five. How come it's four now?" she muttered.

"It must be in that strawberry guy's car," she smirked.

"What's inside the strawberry guy? And who's the strawberry guy?" Mr. Petersen asked as he came out with Mrs. Petersen.

"Uh, it's nothing," Tamara smiled.

"Are you sure?" Mr. Petersen asked.

"Yes, Dad," Tamara replied.

"Just leave her alone, Dad," Lydia said, walking out.

"Sure, leave her alone," Mrs. Petersen echoed.

"I'll get going. I have an early class," Tamara said.

"Won't you take breakfast?" Mr. Petersen asked.

"No, I'll take care of myself," Tamara smiled.

"C'mon, wait for me!" Aaron shouted, running out of his room.

"Let's go together; our schools are on the same path," he smiled.

"No playing games on the street," she said.

"Okay."

"No video games on the street!" she said firmly.

"Yes, ma'am. Can we go now?" Aaron scoffed, walking away.

"Bye," Tamara said.

"We don't need your farewell," Lydia rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't talking to you," Tamara scowled, walking off.

"That bitch!" Lydia shouted.

"Don't call your sister a bitch!" Mrs. Petersen scolded, hitting her lightly.

"Mum!"

"What? Go serve breakfast. I'm hungry!" Mrs. Petersen said.

"How come you can't do it yourself?!" Lydia complained.

"Go set the table, Lydia," Mr. Petersen ordered.

Lydia grumbled, heading to the kitchen.

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NOON - HERNANDEZ COMPANY

Kenzo rode his bike crazily to the company, stopping sharply, a strawberry lollipop in his mouth.

His phone buzzed, and he picked up.

"I found the real Kenzo of Hernandez," Franklin said.

"Awesome. Don't do anything until I tell you," Kenzo replied, hopping off his bike.

"Sure, Poison," Franklin responded, and Kenzo hung up.

He tossed his helmet to one guard and his keys to another.

"Welcome, Young Master," they bowed.

Kenzo smiled, walking into the building.

Hernandez Company, Germany's top medical company, was known for investments in other firms. They were the best and well-known.

Kenzo walked in, dressed in a black hoodie, black jeans, and black sneakers, his hair crazily styled.

Whispers started among the employees:

OMG

He's hot

He's so sexy

He's the lost first son

They finally found him

Is he going to be president now?

I'd love a hot president

He looks sexy with the lollipop

Kenzo smirked, hearing the comments. As he passed, employees greeted him:

Hello, Young Master Kenzo

Good day, sir

Kenzo stepped into the elevator where two girls gasped at him.

"Made your heart skip a beat?" he smirked.

"You're so hot!!!" they squealed.

"Sure," Kenzo smiled darkly.

Kenzo walked through the first floor to the president's office. Without knocking, he stepped in, catching Mr. Hernandez having wild sex with his secretary, pounding her from behind.

Kenzo watched for a moment, then cleared his throat.

"Son..." Mr. Hernandez gasped, shocked.

"That was a nice show," Kenzo grinned sarcastically.

___ T.B.C ___

... Hermes [Smile]

... Silva Tim.