Novels by Damien Dsoul

Four days later.Thaddeus was in his office in the afternoon perusing leftover paperwork that had for days gathered on his desk when Sarah stuck her head through his door and made a hissing noise. He looked up at her and mouthed, ‘what?’“There’s a lady here to see you,” she said then opened the door further for his guest to enter.Thaddeus dropped the papers he had in his hand and stood up as Constance strolled into his office. She looked smart and breath-taking in a snappy high-neck cream blouse and jacket with a skirt to match, with a handbag slung over her shoulder. Her blonde hair flowed behind her shoulders; its lustre matched the warmth of her smile as she approached his desk with cat-like grace. Thaddeus swallowed and tried not to blush as he felt a sudden stirring in his pants as she came round his desk to kiss him on his cheek.“I finally get to see what your office looks

Past an hour later the scene outside the apartment building hadn’t calmed down; it was just as chaotic as when gunshots had shattered the quietude of the neighbourhood. Police vehicles cordoned the street from two blocks down while officers struggled to keep the curious crowd at bay. An ambulance had pulled in front of the building to cart away the corpse. John Elwood had been revived sporting a protruding bump on his head and as well a deep cut on his arm due to a struggle he’d had with the deceased butler. He too rode in the ambulance but not before getting a hug from Constance and a handshake from Thad and thanking them for arriving at the nick of time. A night crew press van was there too, not wanting to be excluded from the fanfare. They too added further unrest to the crowd of onlookers turning the neighbourhood into a bedlam of noise and movement. Thaddeus was detailing the night’s event to several plai

It was past midnight on Green Street, located across from downtown Biloxi Avenue. The night time bars and Korean shops remained open with customers spewing in and out. The potholed streets were wet with grim as if it had rained all through the day in this neighbourhood. Thaddeus parked the car a block from the red brick apartment building where the actual John Elwood resided. The same building he had visited in the afternoon pretending to be a city councilman. He hadn’t had time to dig up enough information about the guy to figure out how his world came to cross that of the Loftus.They got out of the car and sauntered towards the building. Thad gripped Hilda’s .38 pistol in his jacket pocket, his eyes darted everywhere as they walked. Constance tried not to appear nervous as she walked beside him. Few people passed them on the street; hardly anyone bothered looking at them.They pushed pas

The two watchmen were still at the main gate when Thaddeus and Constance drove out of the compound. Neither man waved a hand or gave an acknowledgement gesture as Thaddeus drove out of the compound into the night; neither appeared to suspect anything. Constance gave him directions as they made their way along the lonely dark road that didn’t seem to end till they found themselves out on the turnpike heading towards the city. Neither said anything for a while. Constance rested her head on her arm with her elbow reclined against the window. The wind ravaged her hair and every now and then she lazily pushed locks of her hair from her face. It wasn’t until they got closer to the city that Thad figured it was time he got some answers.“So,” he began, “are you going to tell me about it?”She turned away from the window to look at him. There was a benign concerned look in her eyes that

They walked down the corridor holding hands while trying to appear inconspicuous to other couples they passed along the way. To any observer, they were like everyone else having themselves a good time. Thad ran into the Asian woman he’d enjoyed earlier and this time she was with another female friend, not the redhead. The women stopped them and seemed to want another piece of him. Constance was the one who rescued him by fending them off, explaining that she had first dibs.The mansion was very large and every corridor had multiple doors that led to somewhere. Constance hadn’t been here in a long time and explained that she hadn’t thoroughly investigated the place to know where all the exits were. As they went from door to door, a couple of times they got lost. One door led them into a large room where an orgy was ongoing. There were bodies of naked parading women and men on joined beds having rau

Hilda was in charge of the situation. She motioned her sister to go sit at one of the chairs then went back to enjoying Thad’s cock. Constance looked somewhat dazed to be in the same room with her sister and Thad; her eyes appeared expressionless and her movement listless as she went and settled in a chair across from them.“Is she high or something?” he asked Hillary.Hilary pulled her mouth off from his cock, “No, she ain’t. I guess she’s just shocked seeing you here with me after I’d shown her those photographs of you and me.”“What photographs?”“That day you came to my apartment, my former boy-toy Blondie took a few snapshots of us fucking. He usually does that whenever I’m having anyone over, but yours was an exception. I had him do that in case I needed some leverage. Constance almost freaked out when she saw it was you. I