Chapter 5: Shameless Fiona
"Sobrino! Wake up!" Cesar tapped me awake.
He then gestured for me to follow him. Getting up, I put Giovanna's head on the couch gently before following Cesar. Outside, he points at the finished car. It was painted black and crimson with a nice finish. The back window was fixed and tints were added to all of the windows.
Cesar handed me a slip of paper.
"The deed. Keep it close. You have a new VIN, Plates, registration, Cecil gave you the whole work-up with a clean history on it. A couple of wrecks, but no criminal activity. Under the hood is all good. It's just been sitting for a while so we cleaned you up and got everything up to standard."
"I appreciate it, Cesar."
"Don't worry about it. What you gave me is way more than the work I did. But you should lay low. You set Chicago on fire today. The Gran Torino was reported stolen from the impound. What happened at the Way Station isn't on the news but the Lobos hitters are asking around about a green 72' Torino. Luckily you came to me. But let me ask you, do you know who you hit?"
"I didn't hit anybody, Cesar. But tell me what you think you know."
Cesar nodded, "The Lobos Cartel just put some new product on the street. They give it to their best distributors to start and then supply the rest of the organization. 'Somebody' hit Nate Waters, the best distributor in the south side in the middle of a high streak. He was taking his stash to the Way Station to pay out and get more product."
"Was he at the drop?" I asked, thinking how I killed everyone I saw.
"Yup," said Cesar.
"So, he dead now."
"Yup. But his brother isn't and the Lobos Cartel wants that ass. Somebody's head is gone roll. I'm just letting you, Nephew."
"I appreciate it."
"There you are," GiGi called out half awake. "Is the car done?"
"Yeah. Go say bye to aunty and get our stuff." I spoke to her in Spanish and she gave me a little nod in return.
"Hey, Cesar. You think you can get another ride for GiGi?"
Cesar smiled at me. "What you thinking?"
"Knowing GiGi, sexy, fast, and compact. And she'll need a stinger(gun). I don't want her running around without protection."
"Give me a few days and come back out," said Cesar.
"Alright." we shook hands as Marina and GiGi walked out.
"Oh, my handsome nephew. Come here!" Marina spoke in Spanish as she hugged me, "You take care of our girl and make sure you bring her back to see us, okay?"
"You know I will," I replied. "Oh, Cesar. Send me everything you got on them. I don't want to be caught slipping. I have people depending on me."
Cesar nodded. GiGi and I then got on our way. In the car, I found a key in the ignition. I was Scott-free in a brand new car.
"Come on, we got work to do," said GiGi.
Later that morning, we stopped by the Gallagher house. After picking up Lip, Fiona, and Liam who couldn't be left alone, We went to the central city.
"What the hell did you do last night?" Lip asked as he checked out the car.
"I had to get the car detailed. And if anyone asks, it's always been this color." I told him.
"Alright. So this art show, what's so important?"
"Let's get there first."
When we arrived, I parked on a busy street of vendors, people in business attire rushing through their lives, and high-end shops.
"Babe, get some pocket change out the back."
GiGi moved and collected some cash out of the bags in the trunk. We then looked like a family as we bought food from a vendor and sat in the car to eat.
"The art show is across the street." I finally spoke on the job, "It's low security and displays up-and-coming artists. Now, why is this place important? Look next door to the right."
"Holy shit." said Fiona, "Cain, this…"
"Is a big score. In one week, the night before the release, that store will receive a shipment of its new blue diamond collection. Along with the blue diamonds, all of the displayed jewelry will be locked in a safe. All we have to do is crack the safe and take everything."
"Do you hear yourself?" Asked Fiona.
"Of course, he does. He's probably thought of it a hundred times," said GiGi.
Fiona's nostrils flared in frustration.
"That's why you need the EMP. You want to take out the whole damn block." Lip added.
"An EM what?" Fiona asked.
"It destroys electronics." Said Lip, "So once we let off the EMP, how do we get into the safe? How do we know an EMP would even work?"
"I thought you said we wouldn't need one."
"We do now. We need to do this with the heaviest equipment that we have."
"Okay, I'll get the parts. And the security that they use isn't protected against the surge. The safe is also designed to open in an event of a blackout." I told them.
"So what's the time frame? Blackout and an open safe with millions is bound to bring the police," said Giovanna.
"That's where Fi comes in," I said.
"Me?" she asked.
I looked in the rearview mirror to meet her eyes. "I need you. This can't work without you."
"Okay," she nodded."What do I do?"
"When the safe opens, you call in a bomb threat a block away. Make it convincing. We'll need something big to cover up millions in jewelry being stolen. You also have to be a block away. They'll trace your call immediately if they hear Bomb. Then they'll follow protocol."
"How do you know police protocol for bomb threats?" asked Giovanna with a curious smirk.
"The internet. All public records."
"How will you get out?" Fiona was naturally worried.
"Nice and slow."
"What are we using to get into the jewelry shop?" Lip asked.
"That's what we're here to find out. GiGi, go buy yourself something nice. Fi, go with her. Lip, you and I are going art shopping."
The morning was filled with casing the art and jewelry shop. We marked cameras, devices on the walls, Cop patrols, wall material, and Giovanna even push the limit and got in the back to case the safe. When I picked the jewelry store, the main reason was the blue diamonds. The second was the security company and the flaw in all three of the safes they provide their clients.
But knowing exactly which model the safe is can make our plans more detailed and shorten the room for error.
By midday, Fiona and I were sitting on the Gran Torino while Giovanna and Lip were in the art shop on tour. We needed to get to the back and Giovanna came up with the tour idea by planning a fake school art exhibit. Naturally, they were in the process of finding a location so the tour was to sell the building as the building they need to make their show a success. Of course, Lip and Giovanna only cared about the places that lined up with the back area of the jewelry shop.
"Are you good?" I asked Fiona.
"I don't know. This is insane." she replied, "People get killed doing this type of shit. Or worse, get caught and sent to prison."
"Fi, I thought out of everyone you would understand me. Lip's along for the challenge. Gigi's here for a few reasons."
"You being the main reason," Fiona muttered.
"But you," I ignored her mutterings, "A life of endless work and taking care of five children that aren't even yours. Six if you count Frank."
"What are you getting at?"
"Fi…" I looked at this woman who somehow always made me forget myself. Then I thought of the other night."Nothing. Just do the job. I'll give you your cut and I'll leave you be after that. As I said before, there's more than just the South Side in this world. And I want to see it all."
"So you're just going to leave?" Fiona asked anxiously, but I didn't reply as Lip and Gigi was walking back.
"Cain..." Fiona called.
When she was ignored again she got off of the hood and got into the car.
"What was that about?" Lip asked.
"Nothing. Let's get out of here and talk a the house."
Along the way, I couldn't help glancing at Fiona who silently stared out of the window the whole ride. What I would give to a small glimpse into her mind. I'm sure the car felt the tension, But halfway home, I decided to brush it off. Somethings you just need to let go.
Back at home, we shared our thoughts and mapped out a plan and the tools we might need to make the job go smoother. Time went by and the table was clutter with beer cans and notes on the heist.
"Alright, I'm calling it," said Lip. "We still have other things to do, like school and work."
"Yeah, I'm done too. You staying tonight?" I asked Gigi.
"Sure, you got something I can change into?" she asked.
"I got something." Fiona chimed in.
"There you go. Just come down when you're done. I'll clean all of this up." The group readily agreed as everyone was tired and ready to pass out. The beers in our system also urged us along.
When Giovanna came back down, I nearly dropped the glass in my hand. It wasn't because of her fresh out-the-shower look, but because the purple shorts that hugged her hips and ass, leaving nothing to the imagination, are the ones I got for Fiona a few months ago.
I glance at the ceiling as if I could see Fiona through walls. She was playing with me.
"What's wrong?" Giovanna sped over to me.
"Nothing, I was just surprised," I told her.
"Oh, I'm that fine?" she asked while pulling on the scant shorts.
"The most gorgeous woman alive," I took her soft cheeky ass into my hands, pulling her into a kiss.
"Mmmm.. can we lay down. I'm feeling lazing." Gigi bit her lower lip seductively and walked to the living room. Her eyes urging me to follow.
In a pair of shorts sized for Fiona, a much thicker Giovanna made the shorts look like a pair of panties, which she wasn't wearing. The moment she laid on her belly and hiked her left leg up, her shorts pulled tightly against her fat hairy pussy, dealing a bit of her hot pink flesh.
She then moves a bit more and her shorts slip between her juicy ass cheeks, riding up her hips. The crotch of her shorts moisten and I couldn't watch any longer as I went down and pulled the shorts aside to reveal her dripping cunt.
Without shame, I lowered my head to taste her erotic waters, causing her to moan softly and lift her ass into the air. Licking and sucking her sweet cunny to a body shuddering orgasm was just the start of our passionate tryst that released our days of pent-up tension. All the while I made her wear those little purple shorts I had gotten for Fiona. And boy, was Giovanna a gusher. It was like a natural honey pot between her legs.
When morning came, My eyes fluttered open to see Fiona standing where the kitchen and living room connected. Her eyes locked on the cum soaked shorts that Gigi had kicked off before falling asleep. I chuckle as I stand up completely nacked. Fiona sucked in a sharp breath of air.
As if she wasn't in the room, I walked over to the shorts and picked them up. Tossing her the shorts, she caught them and I told her simply, "You want to play? Let's play."
"You want to leave. I thought you might want your things back," she replies, trying to keep her eyes level to mine as my body enjoyed the situation and my cock raised to full mast, aging an extra two inches.
"You told me to leave, Fi."
"I meant out of my room." she hissed.
"Keep the shorts. Just a glimpse of what could have been."
"You can't leave. That's what your planning after the job right? Leaving?" Fiona asked.
I closed the distance between us. "Fi… all trouble and morality aside. Tell me what you want. Just say it and we can work everything else out."
Fiona swallowed. Her free hand ran along my rod lightly and her lips hoovered over mine but she stopped. She stopped and backed away.
"That's what I thought."
"You're such an asshole." she sneered.
"You--"
Gigi suddenly moaned in her sleep as she rolled over.
"Fi, I loved you for 6 years. I can't turn that off. So if you want to play I'm ready. We'll see who cracks first. If not, stop your games. The questions, the comments, those shorts, the emotional reactions with disappointing follow-ups. I don't need it."
"You don't need me?" her voice cracked.
I was growing frustrated.
"You don't need me?" she asked again, closing the distance she created. "Cain…"
Her slender finger wrapped around my cock and slowly stroked me as her lips pressed against mine, aggressively. Our tongues collided and swirled in a lover's waltz so naturally. Her hand was skilled and used my precum to slather my rod. Her stroke quickened and my cock swelled.
My hand grabbed her small pert ass and soft velvet mounds, fondling her and teasing her erect nipples. Fi moaned into my mouth and pumped my cock with full strokes as I lost myself and painted her naked stomach, legs, and crotch with thick ropes of my hot spunk, soiling her leggings.
Her lips touched my ear and she whispered, "You don't need her. I was here first, and I'm never leaving you. So why abandon me."
She slowly backed away, looking at her cum soaked hand with a smirk. She then looked at her leggings and giggled. "Damn, you jizzed all over me and there's so much of it. Well. you've always known how to make me feel special, Cain. What am I going to do if you leave me?"
"We can't pretend this one away, Fi," I told her.
"Don't leave and we won't. We'll figure this out, right?" she told me before walking upstairs to get cleaned up and change her clothes.
I looked over a still sleeping Gigi and sighed. I really didn't know my right from my left at the moment. And I was suddenly desiring a taste for them both. I just didn't know which one was healthy for me yet.
Then I noticed that Fiona had actually taken her shorts back. I was already tired and the day just started. Sometime later, Fiona acted like nothing had happened but we were back to our normal flow which actually felt good. No more tense stares or avoidance.
When she sat down to my left I felt her foot crawl up my leg as she said, "You skipped your birthday. You aren't going to do the barbeque? V called and asked if she should bring the smokers over."
"You're birthday?" Giovanna asked. "Why didn't you say anything."
"We decided to skip it." said Lip, "Cain wanted to focus on the job."
"Bullshit, we have to do something. What barbeque, Fiona?" Giovanna asked with a hard stare.
Fiona held her cup of coffee with a light smile. "Oh, this one loves smoked meat and my famous german chocolate cake."
"Your cake?" Gigi asked.
Something was right.
"Mhmm." Fiona hummed peacefully, " I can teach you how to make it."
Giovanna's lip twitched. "Sure, if he likes it, he likes it."
No. I had a sudden thought and moved my foot. I felt two legs and looked at Giovanna. Fiona just sipped her coffee and Giovanna pulled her leg back.
"No cake. I'll head down to John B's later to pick up some meat." I said.
"You sure?" Fiona's foot was up my thigh and landed on my crotch as she awaited my answer.
"Positive. Gigi let's get out of here. Ian, Lip, you riding?"
"You have wheels?" Ian asked.
"I do now," I told him.
"Hell yeah, I'm going."
"See you later, Fi." Said Lip, "Don't forget to take a shower before you leave. The hot water is gone so it should be cold."
Lip shook his head as he left. Fi sipped her coffee with a satisfied smirk. I would be lying if I said this shameless Fiona didn't affect me. Luckily, Giovanna didn't say anything because I really didn't feel like talking about it.
Later that day, after classes and lunch, I sat in the bathroom having a smoke when I decided to open up my System for the first time in a while. These past days I had been reading prompts but neglect to full system menu which had more information.
Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
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