Matteo's smile disappeared.For a moment, he had felt like he was going to win this game for the first time against Priscilla. He had thought that he had her cornered. He had felt like he was the champion.Turns out he had been nothing but a fool. Who was he to think tht he could win against Priscilla? She was a different breed of women. She was way too smart for her own good and she knew how to use what she had to get whatever she wanted."My marriage is none of your business, Priscilla. State. Your. Price!" Matteo firmly said. He was beginning to get annoyed at her constant prodding into his personal life. He felt rae slowly building within him."Your marriage is my business because you made it so. And that is my price," Priscilla responded calmly. Her sly smile returned as she was back at the top of her game."What do you stand to gain from my divorce?" Matteo asked suspiciously. He was looking her with caution. She had to have something to gain. This explained the only reason why
By the time Matteo left Priscilla's place with Ashley and Katie, it was already late in the night.The drive home and been wild. He kept running into potholes and angry drivers. He almost got stopped by road safety thrice an he was only released immediately due to the bribe he offered them. Most of them became jealous and wished they could be in his place the moment they saw the activities that were taking place in the car.Matteo had much difficulty focusing on the road. It seemed that the aphrodisiac he had been drugged with was still in effect. The moment he ft himself going hard, the girls made sure he was sexually occupied through out the drive to his house.Ashley sat in the front passenger side with her head going up and down Matteo's cock. Her mouth was warm and her tongue professionally wrapped itself on his cock as she let it go deep into her throat. Matteo could not stop the moans that escaped his lips the entire time.He had had wild experiences in the past but never one a
Matteo woke up tired and slightly unable to move.He was sandwiched between Ashley and Katie who snuggled tightly against him, deeply asleep. He gently eased himself out of their slumbering embrace and got to his feet. He looked down at their sleeping forms for a while before going into the shower.He bathed in cold water, there were things he needed to confirm from his actions yesterday night. He wanted to know if he had been victorious this time or if he had lost again. He sighed in satisfaction as the cold water hit his body.He thought about Priscilla nd her crazy games from last night. The way she your with him and made him hungry for her. The way she him with her demands and gave him two crazy ladies to take back home. He hoped he never had to deal with Priscilla and her shenanigans again.He thought about how his wife had reacted. He remembered the shock on her face. He remembered the tears in her eyes. He remembered the pain of betrayal that had been evident in her eyes.He c
"You look elegant," Maria said to Diana as she beamed proudly at her friend's outfit.It was a nice dress that fitted Diana's body perfectly. It hugged Diana and showed off he curves. It made Diana looked fierce and independent. One look at her and they would think that she was the First Lady.They had spent all last night playing dress up just to find the perfect outfit to help garner a good impression on her interview. Maria spent an hour lecturing Diana about why her outfit needed to be the best. People needed to see her and take her seriously.Maria smiled at Diana from through the mirror the were standing before. One would think that she was the one getting interviewed due to the amount of joy on her face."You're going to kill it, baby girl!" Maria hyped her friend.Diana blushed and nodded her head in agreement. "If you think so, then I truly will," she answered.The sun rays that had found their way into the room rested on Diana and made her glow. Diana thought I herself that
Diana drove home from work in an excited daze.She had learnt a lot from Nick today and he had been exceptionally nice. She soaked in everything like a sponge and within the hour she was already in charge of her own team.It had been mind blowing that Nicholas would truth her with a team so soon. He had given her a responsibility and he genuinely believed that she could handle it. This was something that her husband would never do. To him, she was incapable of handling anything on her own. Only the petty things could be left in her care. Like cleaning and cooking for him.While working with Nick, she had occasionally looked out for Matteo and hoped she did not run into him. Her heart raced and jumped each time someone knock on the door to Nick's office or when she saw a well dressed tall man that looked similar in body build to her husband.Diana did not know how she would react to Matteo if she ran into him especially after keeping him on voicemail for so long. She honestly had not w
Diana was cautious about making any sort of physical contact with Matteo lest she fell into the temptation of the flesh. She was calmer now and in control of her emotions because that was the only option left.She needed to deal with Matteo with a clear head. He was still looking at her like she was a stranger. She realized that he did not expect her to reject him and that caught off guard.Matteo had gotten a wake up call where he lay. He had never been turned down before. Yet Diana had the courage to push him away despite the fact that he was an Armani.He scoffed silently. Women begged to be with him. The could die for his attention. Some of them hoped they could pay him for it. If he was one of those gigolos, then his list of clients would have been long. Yet here Diana was, violently refusing his advances. She who got to be with him for free. She who did not have to beg him once. Diana who was given the greatest privilege of all; rejected him."Well, if you don't like it here, pe
The fundraiser was going to take place in the city's prestigious museum.It was a mixture of art, culture and wealth with invitation to highly influential and wealthy people.It was an event where deals were made and new businesses were created. It was an occasion for opportunities and resources if one played one's cards right.Nicholas Wilson needed an excuse to spend some time with Diana without seeming like a pervert. He wanted to get to know her outside the confines of work. There was something about her that intrigued him. Maybe it was the little hint of sadness in her eyes. Or maybe it was the innocence in her smile; he had no idea. The fundraising event he had been invited to; gave him the perfect opportunity to know more about Diana.Nicholas worked at the thirty ninth floor of Armani Castles Incorporated, a floor just below Matteo's office. He had been a part of the company since its inception. He had hired, fired and had secret flings with many employees over the years of hi
A bare shoulder maroon colored thigh slit dress with matching stilettos and a designer clutch purse of the same color was all Diana needed to look glamorous. The outfit hugged her petite body. Her shoulder length hair was oiled and slicked back that it almost shined out.Before putting on her dress, Diana and Maria had gone to a mini restaurant to fill their stomachs with burgers and some drinks."You don't want to go to a night party starved out of your mind," Maria had advised has she took a bite."It's not a party, it's a business dinner or fundraiser," Diana corrected.Maria waved her hand and smirked.Both of them had taken their time to eat their food because there were still hours to go before the event.By six thirty, a limousine pulled over in front of Maria's condo. Diana's phone rang out and she answered. It was her boss."There is a vehicle waiting for you Diana. Whenever you are ready," Nick informed her.Maria saw the surprised look on Diana's face and grew concerned."W
147. IS THIS THE END?Suicide and Chrome were both exhausted from their ongoing combat with this huge guy. They had wanted to go after Matteo as he was carrying his wife's unconscious form away.It was the sound of the gunshot that made them realize just how deeply they were fucked. They saw Nicholas, his face already white from blood loss holding his severely bleeding crotch, twitching and jerking involuntarily in pain.Suicide and Chrome realized to their horror that Nicholas was never going to have sex again. They both turned and ran after Matteo only to be blocked by a giant they had not even heard coming.Suicide brought out a wicked-looking jack knife, military-grade, while Chrome had on a pure gold knuckle duster on his right fist and a shining silver one on his left fist.Black Hound knew that both men were a package deal. He had done a quick reading of their bio-data to have a feel for how they both operated.Suicide would attack first with a knife from a flank and Chrome wou
THE RESCUEMasters Randall was neither a superstitious man by nature nor a religious one per se. But today of all days did not feel right. He could not tell what was making him uneasy but he was sure something was amiss.He had not spoken to his daughter in days now and he was worried about what shit show she may have started behind his back. He had failed that daughter of his and there was nothing he could do to change that.This morning when he had called Martha on his phone, there was no answer. That gave him his first reason to be concerned. Martha always answered his call no matter where she was or what she was doing.The second person she answered like that was her grandson. So what was the reason why La Matrona of the Consortium refused to pick up the phone?Had Priscilla run her mouth again? There were so many questions going through his old mind he did not know which one to answer.Masters had spent the night in his study with a cup of scotch and a Cuban cigar, his head tingl
145. END GAME"I hope that I can trust you, Mr. Armani," James Molten said as he was about to get down from the vehicle.Matteo assured him confidently. "Your shares are safe in my hands James and I plan to stay here for a while. I am not going anywhere."James Molten nodded and opened the door to get out without saying another word.Matteo was left alone with his driver as the car sped on."There is something you need to know," Black Hound said as he looked straight ahead. There was a graveness in the way he spoke.Matteo listened with rapt attention."I got some recordings that you will want to hear," Black Hound said. "I want you to listen to it in this vehicle because as of now, it is the only secure place," He finished.Matteo was becoming uneasy. "That bad?" He asked, looking at the rearview mirror to see the eyes of his bodyguard."I think bad is an understatement, it is going to be a shocking revelation," Black Hound said in a solemn tone."Alright, let's hear it," Matteo said
144. THE LAST MOVE~SOME HOURS EARLIERNicholas, tired of standing went back inside after watching the box burn. He still had felt no closure. He wanted nothing but revenge. The phone in his pocket buzzed and he fished it out of his pocket.It was an email from the company. He pushed the notification and read the contents of the message.The iPhone struck the wall with tremendous force and shattered into small pieces, the parts clattering everywhere.Nicholas was fuming and growling, his hands tightened into fists. How dare they fire him? Who the fuck did they think he was? He was not going down without a fight.The pain he was going through fueled his rage. He would make them pay one way or another. He stomped down the stairs blind with fury. He pictured his hands wrapped tightly around Matteo's neck.Then the neck slowly transformed in his head, morphine into a small slender supple neck that belonged to Diana. A sick smile played on his lips.He went into the kitchen and opened the
143. GRANNY TIMESDiana was glad to get out of her lodge. She was happy it was a work day. She was excited to get back to work despite everything that had happened around her.She had also become fast friends with the clerk that was rude to her on the first day she had tried to get a room. There was no point in dragging things out with another woman who was just trying to survive.Her husband had surprised her last night. It threw her off for a minute when she realized just how thoughtful he had become.She was just preparing herself for the next day which was today. The time was seven thirty in the evening when a knock interrupted her preparation. She left what she was doing and walked to the door.As she opened it, she was met with the sight of a familiar face.Nana gazed down warmly at her. She had behind her luggage that was pink in color."Nana? Come in," Diana said waving her hand towards the inviting living room.Nana shuffled into the living room, dragging her luggage with he
142. SHOW DOWNThe silence was deafening, except for the rustling of leaves that got blown around by the wind. It was obvious that all five wealthy people who were sitting together around the dinner table that late Monday morning were enemies.Each figure had his or her agenda at the pit of their dark twisted minds.Priscilla wanted Matteo and everything that came with him.Ashley wanted her father's company and Katie— well, it was not clear what she wanted.Matteo knew that there was no logical way out of this. However, he did have an advantage and he could not wait to use it. He suspected that Priscilla may have figured out his secret plan, but he wasn't too concerned.There was no stopping what was about to happen. Once and for all, he was going to stop all her incessant dealings and manipulation.He could tell that she was worried and she was right to be. This game had gone on long enough. He could also tell that James Molten wanted out.Matteo vividly saw the look of desperation
141. DARK NICKYThe past two days had been rather strange and unpredictable for Nicholas Wilson. First, he woke up with pain on a soft sofa which had dried drool all over his face. Everything hit him all at once. The pain, the hangover, and the nausea.He had no idea where he was or how he had gotten there. It was until a woman with a stark resemblance to Diana approached him with concern, breaking the disorienting haze of his mind. Her gentle yet determined voice pulled him back to reality and into her warm embrace.Then everything had come back to him and he was filled with embarrassment. He quickly shook off the lingering humiliation and focused on the present moment.He was supposed to meet with her for his mental health. His head was pounding. He turned toward her still disoriented only for a glass of water and some oblong white pills were shoved in his hands."It will help with the hangover," Lexi's voice echoed and rang into his ears as he stared at the assortment of pills un
140. THE KING OT CHESSMatteo understood the concern coming from his bodyguard but this was something he had to do alone. He needed the closure."Sir you realize that you are going behind enemy lines," Black Hound voiced out with slight annoyance."I understand but this is something that I have to do alone, it is a personal matter," Matteo casually replied to his bodyguard.Black Hound said nothing else. There was no changing his boss's mind."Besides, I do not want them to know about our business just yet," Matteo further added."That is if Priscilla is going to be present," Black Hound said."She is the mastermind behind this, of course, she will be there," Matteo said with certainty."Is that not more of a reason for me to come along? The stakes are higher than before sir," Black Hound insisted."The more reason for you to stay back. After all, you are my Trump card," Matteo replied as he adjusted his tie."How do I look?" Matteo turned and asked his bodyguard."You look like you a
139. CHAT WITH THE SHRINKNicholas said nothing as he stared ahead with a straight expression on his face. The car was filled with an uneasy silence, creating an oppressive atmosphere. This was mostly because Nicholas was at the center of the matter.He had been bailed by Dr. Amorr and was sitting in her car. He had pretended to be so ashamed of himself when she had come for him but dropped the charade in the car."You can drop me off at home, thank you," Nicholas arrogantly said as he relaxed to rest his eyes.It had been a long day. He opened his eyes and stretched his tired muscles, feeling the tension slowly dissipate. He looked outside the window ignoring the driver who had earlier helped him."Welcome," Dr. Amorr abruptly interrupted his short sightseeing.Nicholas made to get down and hissed in pain. He had felt so relaxed that he had forgotten about his sprained ribs. He slowly got down from the car, wincing from the pain it caused him with every step that he took forward.B