AUTHOR’S WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN EXTREME DARK SCENE. SO BE WARNED OR READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.Gianna was kneeling on her knees, bare for the five men’s eyes to feast on, while they stripped off their clothes and stood naked around her. Their lust-filled, voracious look made her feel as though they couldn't wait to consume and utterly desecrate her body. Their cocks were big, firm, and lengthy, and they twitched with arousal. As they licked their lips, their eyes alighted with hunger, ravaging her body as though waiting for a command.Gianna thought of escaping, but there were so many of them. She wouldn't be able to get through the door and out alive."Fuck her!" Leonardo ordered, and they all flocked around her, allowing Leonardo to watch from a distance while smirking smugly.Each of the men grabbed hold of her body, pinning her back down to the hard surface."I hate you, Leonardo! You will pay for this," Gianna yelled at Leonardo, who was just standing there, watching her
AUTHOR’S WARNINGS: THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN EXTREME DARK SCENE. SO BE WARNED OR READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.One of the men snatched his cock from her grip and walked in front of her. He squatted down above her face, leaned down, and forced his cock inside her mouth.Gianna's mouth opened wide, exacerbating her jaw pain, especially after sucking Leonardo's cock, which filled her whole mouth and was much larger than the man's cock. She bit the man’s cock and spit it out, prompting him to rise up in agony.The man smacked her face, sending her hair flying across the space as her neck jerked to the left. Gianna whined in anguish. He came in again and crushed his cock on her lips. She refused to open her lips for him, and he began forcing it inside her mouth."Open your mouth, you whore," he slapped her across her face, sending flames of anguish coursing through her. Gianna cried out and he pressed his cock against her lips. "Now take it in, bitch," the man moaned, cramming his cock into her mo
Isabella's eyes opened abruptly as she awoke from her sleep. Her heart raced as she remembered she had to arrive at work early and she feared she was running late. She slid her hand beneath the pillow and took out her phone to check the time. '6:00am,' she said, looking at the time, astonished to see it was still early in the morning. For the first time in history. Last night, she had went to bed early and awoke earlier than usual. She heard her stomach growling, reminding her that she hadn't eaten a good meal since yesterday. She had skipped dinner last night and the searing hunger in her stomach came as no surprise.Isabella unlocked her phone and discovered 10 missed calls and four text messages from Isaiah. She read through the messages by tapping them on the phone screen."Hey, baby, are you okay?""I miss you. Please answer my call!""Is there anything I did wrong, Isabella? Please answer my call or call me back and inform me""I'm sorry for not calling you yesterday morning, sw
"Well, it's not impossible. You almost had sex with a guy at the bar, but you fucked up," Bianca stated as she turned on the car and zoomed off."Excuse me," Isabella scoffs, "if you hadn't gotten me drunk, I wouldn't have fucked up.""At least you admitted you were at fault here.""Just forget it and drop me off at the hotel," Isabella snarled, sounding angry."Whatever you do, just make sure you fuck your boss.""Everything isn't about sex, Bianca," Isabella said, not knowing what made her utter that statement.Bianca laughed. "Are you trying to say you're in love with your boss?" When Bianca posed the inquiry, her car came to a complete stop."What no," Isabella said, and Bianca stared at her with a suspicious look in her eyes. Isabella peeked out the window to avoid her gaze and realized they had arrived at the hotel. "I better get going before I'm late." She opened the car and stepped out, leaving Bianca stunned as she scrutinized every movement.Isabella didn't look back, trying
"Isabella," Matteo called out coldly, but Isabella didn't stop running toward the door.Isabella's heart was so broken that she couldn't stop to listen to him. She knew they weren't in any sort of relationship, but watching him kiss Leonardo made her feel cheated on. 'Could it be that he has been wandering about the hotel and having his way with anybody he comes across, including her?' she wondered.She wasn't supposed to feel bad about seeing Matteo kissing another man. He is just her boss, not her lover. But how could she be so stupid as to let her boss steal her first kiss and let him freely harass her? 'So he is really dating Leonardo'. Isabella thought, running toward the elevator, unaware that Matteo was still in pursuit of her and calling her name. Isabella just wished she could just unseen what she had just seen because it was the first time she had ever seen two men kiss lively, and she had assumed Matteo was joking when he mentioned he had a boyfriend last night. She just re
(Flashback): A few hours earlier:Leonardo stormed into the office as Matteo was setting his briefcase in front of his desk.Matteo turned around and he was surprised to see Leonardo in his office. He barely showed up here without his permission since he hated working for the company. He was curious as to what had caused him to change his mind and leave the warehouse he was supposed to be looking after to come to the company he rejected to work for.With anger etched all over Leonardo’s face, he stride towards Matteo. "I saw you sniffing on your pants this morning. So tell me Matteo, did you fuck her?" He asked as he charged at Matteo, shoving him back to the table as he leaned closer.Matteo remained silent and made no comment. He detested the notion that his brother felt the same way he feels about Isabella."Talk to me, Matteo! Did you fuck her?" Leonardo demanded fiercely, his deep voice reverberating around the room."I didn't, Leonardo," Matteo replied curtly, getting fed up wit
AUTHOR'S NOTE: The wrong chapter have being deleted. I'm sorry for the inconveniences it costed you. thank you.........Isabella sighed exhaustedly just after she finished typing the last documents for the day. She lacks prior experience in this type of job, but with time and the help of the timetable, she was able to do her job perfectly well.Isabella squeezed her eyes shut as she yawned and stretched her body, trying to relieve herself from the stress. She opened her eyes, drew in a long breath, and exhaled. Typing is stressful, and her fingers hurt. What's left is to draft the documents for printing before she has to submit them to her boss. Speaking of her boss made her mind wander back to what happened earlier. It was a good relief when she found out Matteo and Leonardo weren't dating at all. They are brothers, which literally explains why they live together in the same mansion and own the same company. The family bond between them is indeed strong. She barely shares anything o
Isabella exhaled when she saw the man who had entered the office."Marcus", Isabella said, a smile spreading across her face. Marcus smiled back at her as he begin to approach her. She could still feel her heart beat against her chest, but it became less intense as the man turned out not to be Matteo, whom she expected. "What are you doing here?" She asked because she wasn’t expecting him."I suppose you were expecting someone but not me?" Marcus asked, still maintaining the smile on his face, and Isabella couldn’t help but notice how handsome he looked.Marcus is an attractive man with charming gray eyes that stand out. Isabella loved men with gray eyes, and she found them rare. It seems unbelievable to her that she didn’t notice his gray eyes this morning. He has a nice, lean body that makes him look fit and professional. Especially in his well-ironed black suit. His beard is stubble and extremely short; it highlights his well-defined jawline and, matched with his dark, low-fade-sty
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou