Dominic
People say he was just like his father. A motherfucking nutcase made of titanium no man can crack.
Arrogant, merciless, and an overbearing asshole who can make enemies lose their shit when he walked into a room. His presence alone commanded absolute respect.
Of course, the description came from his little sister. He smirked. She was the only one who can talk to him like that. And mom was the only person who can make him quake in his boots.
Until HER. The traitorous thought came unbidden. He shook his head. Irritated. Angry and agitated once more.
His thoughts went back to his parents. To his father, the former mafia leader mellowed over the year
BeauAfter debating with herself the entire weekend, her answer was no. N.O. No. Nay. Negative.There were a million reasons why she shouldn't do it. The most obvious one was, she would be exposed. Her identity has been kept a secret since she was a child. Yes, her colleagues from college might know her as a nerdy girl who studied hard and ended up graduating at the of the class. However, that Daniel guy has no idea of her genius. He never knew that everything was a child's play for her. A means to an end.She was not worried about her egotistical former classmate. What worried her were her shady clients. From cartels and mafias to gangsters and yakuza organizations. She handled them all.There was no way for them to
DominicThe little sleep he had last night, even after jacking off with thoughts of his detka had him in a foul mood. Add his hangover, he was looking for an excuse to kill anyone today.Where the fuck was Alec? His general had gone out before Dominic woke up. He needed some positive news about his woman and he needed to meet the freelance accountant today for a few minutes. After that, he was free for the day. His one-track goal was to personally go to his detka's place to fuck and kidnap her. Or which opportunity came first. He would prefer the former. If his general had found the fucking address.Motherfucker!He was crazy about her. One night will never be enough.She had turned his world upside down
BeauDisorientation and pleasant tiredness was the first thing she felt when she woke up. Second, soreness and creamy wetness between her thighs. The activities they had indulged in all morning drained her. The man was insatiable.Beau was glad he was nowhere to found at the moment. She needed time for herself. And she needed to think. Desperately.Gingerly, her body moved to the edge of the bed. She had found out from their previous encounter a soothing warm bath could cure the twinge of discomfort in her genitals.Walking on wobbly legs, with the satin blanket wrapped around her, she made it to the spacious bathroom.Looking around her, her lips twisted in anxiety.
The EnemiesThe nervous tension around the roomwas palpable. What had spooked the hardened criminals around him? The meeting was unexpected. He was with his latest bitch when the boss called him in. Apparently, it was a pressing issue that has to be dealt with tonight.Sometimes, the boss can be overdramatic. He decided to humor him though. From what he had observed, he had made a sound decision.He watched their leader pace back and forth, cold sweat streamed down his face."What the fuck happened?" The bald man at the front asked.The man stopped pacing and turned to them. His face was taut and he was pale.
Beau This was by far the most complicated financial datasheet she had ever encountered in her accounting career bar none. And she had solved every fucking shit there was since she was a kid. Still, she saw this as part of growth. A gauntlet was thrown, who was she to turn her back on challenges. She craved them. And will never be dissuaded by a small complication. She tilted her head to the side and examined the patterns once more. Like an artist, evaluating and assessing a rare creation of a masterpiece. Hmmm, I wonder how they did it. It took Beau a moment but when it did, something clicked in her brain.
Dominic"Why do you have to come home with me tonight?"He bit the fleshy side of his cheek to stop his smile. Instead of feeling irritated, he relished the idea of his detka getting impatient with him. It was infinitely better than her being too quiet. This passionate side of her --with expressive brown eyes spitting fire-- was a turn on.Damn!She was in a bad mood. His detka. Ever since they got inside the car, she scooted away from him, averted her gaze, and looked out the window. Her attention to the mundane scenery and her silent statement as loud as a thunderstorm.The fact they had spent the best part of the afternoon lolling in bed hadn't sweetened her prerogative.
The GeneralAlecSonofabitch! No one escapes him. No one!He will have that cocksucker in his hands and will skin him alive slowly.Alec was boiling inside with rage. He had always prided himself on his astute perception of his surroundings. What happened was a blotch on his reputation. It wouldn't do. He will have his man.His tzar would want a piece of that cocksucking assassin. Alec would be glad to let Dominic play with the fucker before he made good on his promise.The general's mind might be preoccupied with planning but his outer countenance remained stoic and observant. No emotions showed on his face.His concentration shif
Trigger WarningRated 18+Please be guided.DominicThe thick chains hanging from the solid concrete walls filled the entirety of the room with synonymous sounds and rhythm of the chimes. Only this time, this signified death and not serenity. It was likewise fucking calming to The Butcher's salivating demon.Anyone who was observing him right this second will be mistaken by the way he carried himself.Too jolly and too relaxed. A thin superficial layer concealing the devil within. The one who enjoyed playing with the blood of the enemies."So, which one would like to go first?" His dark chuckles made all th