My Pulse

Chapter 23 Cian O'Shea

I step into my office and close the door behind me. I have wanted a private moment to myself in all this madness even if I hate being away from Quinn. Today I will have to make an exception because what needs to be done I must do myself. Today I will have to call the head of the FBI to state my demands. News has already traveled remarkably fast of our takeover and the reality of Quinn has now been exposed to the underworld. It won't be long now until we must meet with all of the powerful people in the underworld. They won't accept my takeover until they see Quinn with their own eyes. With my beautiful princess at my side they will accept the new regime. Kieran told me there have been many calls from the ruthless family heads that make up the criminal underworld wanting to meet Quinn. I am going to set a meeting today but first I must secure our safety in my home country.

I sit down behind my desk and prop my feet up on top leaning back in my chair. I take out my cell and dial my FBI contact. "Agent Bradford." The man says when he answers the phone. "Bradford, it's Cian." I say relaxed. There is a long pause on the other end of the phone. "Cian, I have been looking for you." "Yeah, you and everyone else in Ireland." I say with a dark chuckle. "Why might I have the pleasure of hearing from you then?" "You know why." I say in all seriousness. "We won't agree on a deal." He says flatly. "Really, now why is that?" I ask mockingly. "We have already chosen a new underworld head." He tells me and I know he is smiling. "And who might that be?" I ask, trying to keep my cool. "Rourke Kelly." He says. "I see." There is an awkward pause and I hear my intake of breath on the line. "You know I will just kill anyone standing in my way." I tell him. "Rourke will be under our protection and you are no longer welcome in Ireland." He says sternly. "You really think you can protect him from me? I may not be your first choice but I am your only choice." I tell him harshly. "We do have another choice and we took it. If you step foot in this country I will personally hunt you down." I chuckle into the phone and cross my legs resting on my desk. "Well I was truly hoping it wouldn't come to this but I thought it might." He says nothing and I continue. "My team has planted several bombs in populated areas around Dublin. If you do not agree to my terms I will unfortunately have to detonate them and there will be many unnecessary fatalities." "You would blow up your own countrymen? For what? Power?" He asks with disgust. "Bradford." I say with a pause. "You know as well as I do that if I don't claim the throne I am as good as dead and I fully plan on staying alive." I add smugly. There is so much to live for especially with Quinn at my side I think. "Fucking bastard." He mutters back into the phone. I chuckle and tell him "I look forward to agreeing on terms with you. Tell your higher ups they have an hour to accept them before the first bomb goes off." "And what are these terms?" He asks curiously. "I want immunity for the unfortunate event at the O'Connor's residence, collaboration and protection on behalf of the FBI, and I will be coming home of course." "I see so basically the same deal as Grady had but with immunity. Immunity will most likely be impossible to provide you." He says calmly. "No immunity, no deal." I tell him sternly. "I will get back to you." He replies harshly. "You have one hour." I tell him and hang up.

Well that went well I think. Now I just have to get Quinn onboard. I truly am not sure what to expect in this regard as she is so new to my world. I know there is darkness in her and I have been attracted to it from the start. I bring up the camera system from inside the house and see Quinn talking with Anita. Anita is showing her the coffee cupboard and I smile when I see Quinn's reaction. I know I have a shit ton of work to catch up on but I needed to see her. I had to make sure she was safe. The thought is so fucking ridiculous considering this place is a fortress right now. Quinn tells Anita she is going to tour the home and I decide I better get back to work. My craving, although not satisfied, is somewhat tamed now after seeing her.

Returning my full attention back to work, I navigate onto the secret portal the criminal underworld uses to communicate. I can use it to send out an email to all of the underworld bosses who help run the criminal activity in the country. From guns to drugs and assassinations it's never a dull day. I look at all of the past posts on the site and smile as it's flooded with meeting requests. Everyone is curious of Quinn and my random takeover that seemed to happen overnight. I ended a regime that has lasted for at least a decade. The O'Connor's are no more and the thought gives me immense pleasure. I begin typing my coded message. We will have to have top notch security at this meeting in case of an incident. However, I don't know who would be fucking crazy enough to challenge me. Everyone knows I will rip out his or her throat without thinking twice. I press send after re-reading my message. Long story short it says that I am in an undisclosed safe location waiting for the all clear to return to Ireland. I add that our next meeting will be in Dublin on Saturday at a new location for safety purposes. It is only Wednesday so this will be enough time to get back to Ireland once I receive the all clear. I know I will. It is only a matter of time. Security at this meeting will be of the utmost importance as Quinn will be with me.

Speaking of Quinn it's almost time for that lunch I promised her. I just need to finish up my business with the FBI. I am expecting their call any moment now and I am getting impatient. I drum my fingertips on my desk as I peruse my email and fire back the needed replies. It pisses me the fuck off they think Rourke is a better choice. However, I am not worried because I could destroy him and everyone he knows and loves in a blink of an eye. The best part is they know it. Hell everyone knows it now. My savage attack on the O'Connor's has spread like wildfire and will definitely go down in the history books. My heart jumps into my throat when the phone starts to vibrate on my desk. I stare at it for a moment and then reach to pick it up. "Bradford." I say as I answer. "We will agree to your deal if and only if you tell us where all of the bombs are in the city." "I can agree to that when we have a signed document written up regarding my immunity and other terms." I tell him. "Of course, I will send that over right away to your secure email." "It was a pleasure doing business with you." I tell Bradford. "I can't say the same." He tells me grudgingly and disconnects.

A triumphant grin expands across my face as I lean back in my chair. My plan is coming together swimmingly and now I can go find my princess. I will keep an eye out for that email so I can sign and return the form immediately. I can't wait to see the look on Quinn's face when I tell her we get to go home. I get up and stalk out of my office. I go searching for Quinn and freeze when I hear her sweet laughter emanating from the kitchen. She is speaking to someone I realize and I frown picking up my pace. As I enter the kitchen and take in the scene rage floods every crevice of my body. Kieran and Quinn are sitting at the bar in the kitchen laughing like old friends. I clear my throat loudly and they both jump in their seat. "What the fuck is going on here?" I ask looking between the two of them. Then I scan Quinn and notice what in the fuck her shirt is soaking wet. Covered in coffee it looks like. Her shirt is almost fucking see through I note barley able to contain my fury. "Quinn?" I ask raising my eyebrows. "Why are you walking around like that?" I points to her shirt. "Go get a new shirt." I tell her coldly. "What is your problem, Cian? We had a small accident, that's all." Quinn retorts. Kieran stands immediately and says "Sorry it was my fault we ran into each other outside." I nod at him clearly dismissing him. Get the fuck out before I strangle you with my bare hands is the look I give him. He needs to learn who Quinn belongs to and I have no qualms enlightening him. I watch as Kieran walks off smartly not looking back at neither Quinn nor I. My attention returns to Quinn and I grab her arm. "Where are we going?" she ask up at me as I start to drag her toward the stairs. "Lets go shower." I say looking her up and down. "Then we can grab lunch quickly." I add. I know she can feel the rage simmering off of me and I just need to keep it together until we have some damn privacy. I close the door and round on her with wild jealous eyes. "I want you to stay the fuck away from Kieran." I say with so much menace I watch her take a step back. I step forward closing the space between us and meet her eyes. "Do you understand me?" I clarify. "Crystal clear." She nods gulping. "Good." I say taking her arm and leading Quinn to our bathroom.

"Do I have to remind you who you belong to? You're fucking mine." I growl as I tug her toward me and crash my lips down on hers. I don't have time to think about how cute she was in all of my clothes. They were so large on her it was adorable. I love seeing her in my clothes and having her here with me by my side. I shove her up against the sink and yank my baggy sweatpants down with a harsh tug. She lets out a surprised sound that turns into a moan in my mouth. She is so god damn sexy. I know this is going to be quick for both of us before I even get out of my clothes. She is naked from the waist down and I rip my coffee stained shirt over her head. I hoist her up onto the sink and fill her with my throbbing cock. I thrust into her to the hilt and she cries out into my mouth. She is soaking wet and I didn't even have to touch her. I love that she gets so wet for me. All I want to do is drown in her moans. She arches her back and starts to grind against me and I know I won't last much longer. Quinn is so close to cumming I know with the smallest pressure on her clit she will surrender. "Touch yourself." I order and watch as her delicate fingers travel down. I want to fully take in how she pleasures herself but I want to watch her face more. "Give it to me." I almost snarl and she does. I feel her clench around me and the shudders that wrack through her. I empty myself into her in long spurts of jetting cum. I look into her eyes and all I say is, "Mine." And she nods. I pull out and watch our combined cum drip out of her. She is even sexier like this. Fucking mine in every way.

I take my time gently and sweetly washing her from head to toe. I leave my cum for last though not wanting to wash it off of her. I massage her hair and wash it like she likes. I revel in the way she melts into me. She feels safe in my arms after everything and that is no small victory. I don't want to ever be without her, not even a minute. I am not sure if it's an obsession or some kind of sick love. I don't even think I am capable of love and I know I don't deserve hers. That is what kills me. The simple fact is that I will never be good enough for this woman. Even with this fact however I know I am not going to let her go. I cant and honestly don't want to rule without her. I have to get her on my side tonight no matter what it takes. That means I may have to forgive her for calling the police. I told her what would happen if she did and Quinn called them anyway. But if I go after Rory I'm realizing she will never trust me. I don't know if I can trust her either and the thought hurts. She thought she could live without me? I'm going to show her how wrong she is. Sparing Rory is a tactic that I can use later anyways.

I bring her down for lunch and watch her face as she takes in Anita's diverse Tahitian spread. "Wow, this looks amazing." Quinn says, smiling up at me. "Just wait until you try it." I tell her. We sit down at the table and Anita comes in to tell Quinn about the dishes as we both help ourselves. "Everything is delicious Anita." Quinn tells her as Anita leaves the room with a big grin. Quinn looks up at me through her beautiful long lashes. "Where are we going tonight to celebrate?" She asks curiously. I smile at her. "To this amazing place I know downtown. You will love it." She nods and says "So I need a few things to get ready. I have literally nothing." "Yes, let me take you out shopping. We can get everything we need and I want to spoil you." "I don't need or want much." She says narrowing her eyes. "You are going to have to get over that." He says leaning toward me as our eyes lock. "I am going to give you the world." "I don't need the world." She tells me not wavering from our stare down. I break the stare with a laugh and say, "Every queen deserves diamonds."

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"I can't go in there looking like this." Quinn says in horror, clearly talking about her outfit. She is in my t-shirt and jeans and they are so big on her. I laugh and say "Unless you want to wear that to dinner you better." She lets out a huff and crosses her arms pouting at me. My entire body goes rigid and my dick jumps in my pants. Fuck she is so damn sexy when she pouts. Her lower lip is jetting out in a plush inviting little pout. Her lips are amazing and I can't wait to feel them wrapped around my cock. I can't help it. I pull her to me in a swift kiss but she clings to me. Fuck I am about to be hard in the mall's parking lot. "Damn what you do to me." I pant as I pull away. "I am about to fuck you in this parking lot." I tell her, taking in her surprised expression. I smile and give her a quick kiss. "Let's go get you something to wear." She reluctantly follows me into Saks and I go to the first attendant I see to help us fit Quinn for a proper wardrobe. The woman takes in Quinn's appearance with a literal grimace. I don't bat an eye as I stare at her knowing I mean business. "My girlfriend needs an entire new wardrobe. Dresses, jeans, sweaters, shorts, underwear, jackets, everything she wants no limit." The woman just nods in shock. "She will also need a couple of nice evening dresses as well as the whole ensemble. Can you handle that?" I ask her sternly. "Yes, sir." She responds quickly and turns to look at Quinn. "I have some emails I need to look at I am going to let you do your thing." I tell Quinn as she frowns at me. "I want to see the dress you pick for tonight though when you try it on." I tell her, giving her a look and a quick kiss. Then the woman is pulling her away, firing off questions.