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DIRTY DESIRES GAME II
The couple, Chaise and Lunaire were standing near Sumire and Mort while eyes darted at the computer. They all gathered in the living room and positioned at Leroy's back. Different programs and websites were opened, cracking algorithms to gain access to the system. With the young man's computer expertise and high technical skill, he wasted no time and began removing the articles about Sumire's accused crime from different sites and platforms while Narco and Lyric are having fun returning and reposting it in double. Alongside them was Victoria who paid them to stop Sumire's plans to take down all the issues she spread on the internet.'I fucking knew it! There's no way in hell am gonna allow that bitch had her chance to clear her name. So, I hired the best underground hackers in advance.' Victoria spitefully said inside her mind while looking at the two handsome hackers busy fiddling with their computers."You thought you could outsmart me this time, huh." Arms crossed on her chest, she
DIRTY DESIRES LUCIAN
5 PM. Dawn rose from the eastern horizon and the sky is painted with orange and blue hues, teamed up with the golden rays of the emerging sun. It is a great morning to start everyone's day but not for Dieu. The cold morning breeze messed with his bedroom hair. He was wearing his bedroom robe and sipping a glass of champagne standing on the balcony, brows furrowed. He stays up all night awake waiting for Yakov to call him. Negative thoughts swirled in his head thinking Yakov conspire behind his back or maybe got killed.Without Yakov's help in getting rid of his older brother, his chances of succeeding the throne as the next Aslanov leader would be vague. His jealousy towards Mort was evident on his face after the woman he loved chose his brother over him is truly unacceptable.Irritated, Dieu dialed Yakov's number with lips pursed into a thin line. He heaves a deep, angry sigh when Yakov finally answered his call."What the fuck is going on?! Why didn't you'll come last night? You did
DIRTY DESIRES MADDOX MIRK
The dead and deafening silence flooded inside the room and only the beating of his heart can be heard. Like the shock of a bucket of ice water being poured over his head, shock is written all over Yakov's face, and stared at his father in disbelief. "Sister? I didn't know..." All his life, Yakov thought he was Lucian's only child. He fell into deep thoughts."A younger sister. Before your mommy and I broke up, I got her pregnant. I thought that when she found out that I was dead, she would take you or introduce you two to each other, so I assumed that she was with you now." Lucian explained making Yakov frown."Dad, why did you hide from me the fact that you are still alive? I can understand if you hide from others, especially from your enemies, but why from me?"Yakov swerves the subject. He felt his head wrapped with nonsense. Tons of questions swirling inside his mind to ask his father. He felt his tongue got cut off from daring to ask him and now he utters such unwitting and not t
DIRTY DESIRES FIVE DEED OF SALE
"YEGOR."Eyes as cold as ice, Yelena looked at a Mafia Lord on her right side when he called her by her underground infamous name. Legs crossed beneath the table, she strictly raised an eyebrow at him. She is currently meeting with twelve Mafia Lords who are among the top fifteen powerful mafias in the Underground. As an heiress to the 2nd most powerful Mafia, the Odesseau clan, a mafia clan that seeks absolute power in the Underground, she is leading the meeting today. And as usual, Yelena didn't invite the Aslanovs who don't have an official successor yet. The Aslanov Clan is the center of their meeting today. 'I can't invite someone I have already planned to eliminate.' Yelena wickedly smiled in her mind."What's your deal right now?"Draco, a Mafia Lord, and ranked as the 3rd powerful figure in the Mafia world, asked in a serious tone. He was sitting on the opposite side of Yelena, with eyeglasses on and smoking in a pipe."Almost all the top fifteen Mafia Lords are present. So I
DIRTY DESIRES I HATE YOU BROTHER
His face was twisted in nervous anticipation and his heart rapidly beat inside his chest as Dieu tried to contact Narco. Pushed hair back from his forehead, he tried several times calling him but the young man's number couldn't be reached. So is Lyric. Except for Leroy who answered his call right away."What is it?" Brows slightly knitted, Leroy asked in a gruff tone when he realized Dieu was on the other line. Leroy was expecting a call from Narco and Lyric but none of them did. He has been trying to contact them, but his call quickly beeps ends when reaching out to their phone. He even called them on their other numbers and tried on other lines but no one answered. 'Something doesn't feel right.' said Leroy in his mind, feeling uneasiness as he waited for Dieu's answer to his question."Where's Narco?" Dieu directly asked. He keep his eyes locked on the men below the building as his head pounded in tension. Leroy frowned."This is the first time you've looked for your nephew with m
DIRTY DESIRES TRAGIC
Letting out those five words to his older brother, he immediately hung up the phone. The young man didn't wait for Mort to answer him. He doesn't want to hear what his older brother has to say anymore. He's in desperate need of help. With his hopeless situation, Dieu thought escaping is futile. No matter where he looked outside the condo or at the bottom of the building, the number of the Mafia Lord's black cars increased by double. They look like a swarm of raven flocks in the same place. An omen that someone is about to meet his demise."What are they here for?" Dieu asked. He still has no idea why this is happening now. Even if he wanted to ask Mort for help, his pride wouldn't let him ask for it. Knowing his grandfather Don Zagreus, wouldn't lend a hand to get him out of this situation as well. Dieu called his men but none of them answered him which is quite odd. It was very unusual for them not to answer his calls. Don't know what to do, Dieu walked back to the sofa, and wait for
DIRTY DESIRES TRAGIC II
At 9 o'clock in the evening, Dieu wasn't able to come home. His parents didn't wait for him in the dining hall except for Mischa and their Grandpa who just sat quietly at the long table. The Headmistress and Head Butler of the family stood behind them. Mischa was sitting on the left side of her grandfather, anxious while waiting for her brother's call. She called him several times but the young man did not answer her calls. Her hands were frosty cold and her skin slowly turned pale as the wave of nervousness struck her. She is damn worried sick for her brother. She was restless in her seat. The dark and ominous presence of his grandfather added to her worrisome. The cold atmosphere his grandfather emanate crept into her veins. Don Zagreus' dark expression is evident on his face.'I fucking knew it.' Eyebrows slightly knitted, Mischa curses inside her mind. 'He's acting weird earlier and I just ignored it. Damn it. I hope nothing bad happened to him today and he can go home tonight. I d
DIRTY DESIRES HER FIANCEE
Sumire argued with the policeman who was guarding outside her house that very morning. She had been begged for almost an hour to visit a friend and be back before dusk. She badly wants to see Mort. She wanted to be with him and comfort him during Dieu's tragic end. Even though the brothers are not close to each other, the maiden knows deep inside Mort cares for him and he was affected by the loss of his brother."Please officer, this is important. I need to see him." Sumire begged and pleaded, but the officer was hard as a stone. He stood simply unbudging, despite Sumire's best efforts to make her spare. The police still would not change his mind."I'm sorry ma'am but you are not allowed to leave your home." Unmoved on her pleads, the officer said without eyeing her.Sumire let out a sigh of defeat. She turns around disappointedly and walks back inside the living room. They give her no choice but to do what has been playing on her mind since earlier. "No one can stop me from seeing hi
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DIRTY DESIRES EPILOGUE
FIVE BEAUTIFUL YEARS LATER...10 pm. The sound of flesh slapping, grunts, and moans echoing the corners of the dark master bedroom with only small light from the lampshade lit the place. Raw naked above the king-size bed and under the thick blanket, Mort was enjoying his wife's body."Mmmm... yeaahhh aahh..." Sumire moaned. Toes curled and legs quivered from the delicious release as Mort captured her lips and milked her. Her husband had brought her to seventh heaven.Bodies connected, Mort was on top of her, dominating her. He moved again after cumming so much inside her. He pleasure Sumire with his delicious strokes, pounding her in a steady rhythm. He kissed her impatiently and infinitely. It's been eight months since he had not touched his wife after she gave birth to their second baby. Their princess. "You're tight and feel so good, wife. So damn good." Mort huskily said, growling feral as his eyes inflamed with lust and desire.Sumire bit her lower lip and dug her nails into his
DIRTY DESIRES MR. AND MRS. ASLANOV
In a cozy room lying on the Queen-side bed, Sumire was in a strange dream. A man at the Shrine of Death appeared in her sweet slumber and they shared a kiss again. Only this time, the stranger was awake with his face still blurry in her vision. The man kisses her with a gentle rhythm and went intensely deeper. She kissed him back with the same intensity. She is no longer that 13 years old and the stranger man she kissed now was grown older than his age. In just a second, Sumire was surprised when she found themselves already on the bed in the massive master bedroom. She tried to see the man's visage but failed because of the blinding light around him. "Who are you?" Sumire asked when the man spared her lips. The stranger did not answer her question.Shivering, her hair stood on end when she reach and touched the man's face. It was hairy. Sumire withdraw her hands and slowly, the blinding light on the man's face faded and revealed the head of the hungry shark with its saliva dripping
DIRTY DESIRES SURPRISE
The night sky was aglow with the bright pale crescent moon rising from the east shone like a silvery claw in the dark. The maiden looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity and the sound of crickets hums in the air. Sitting on the balcony of her room under the ablazing stars, embedded in the serene night sky, Sumire sat on the rocking chair. The maiden seems lost into the infiniteness of the black beauty, gazing at the constellation of Orion and scorpion painting the serene night. The gentle touch of the breeze kisses her rosy cheek and skin. She imagined herself as the moon and the twinkling stars were her and Mort's babies."The moon sure looks beautiful tonight," Sumire said with a smile. A cold wind blows past her. It whips out all her anxiety and stress. Instinctively, she closed her eyes. The night deepened and the maiden is unbothered by getting cold. This is the most soothing feeling ever!The night zephyr wind gently stirred her long hair and it soothes her
DIRTY DESIRES SHOPPING
Morning came, the sun rose bright and fair. In the sunshine the air was warm, and that warmth was particularly pleasant with the invigorating freshness of the morning. Mort returns home to the Brethren city and headed straight into the Aslanovs' manor after he talks to Sumire's family. Emerge from his phantom car, Mort felt a surge of happiness in his veins. The news elevated his mood. He couldn’t think of a time he’d ever been happier. The hunk never imagined himself in these situations but this is him now, he felt like an ordinary person.Mort unconsciously hums as he strode toward the manor. With a calm and cool demeanor, a charming smile curved on his lips. All he knows he is deeply delighted. "Is that really our Master?""I have never seen Master like this...""I think Master was just reborn from being a demon."Mouth left hanging open, the maidservants stare at him completely awestruck as he passed by. They all lined up and held their gaze, struck by the light aura around him.
DIRTY DESIRES GONE TOO FAR
12:30. The blazing midday sun shone relentlessly and the sunlit skyscrapers pierced the hot, blue sky. The peaceful summertime was filled with the small wind and the buzzing sounds of cicadas echoing around. It's been two days since Lyric and Leroy arrived at Francois. The temperature was scorching and the intense heat was burning their skin. The twins were outdoors working under the burning sun and the third day of their torment."I didn't sign up for this," Leroy complained as he pulled a bunch of weeds from Chadwick's garden. Lyric, on the other hand, trimmed the bermuda grass with hair clippers. It would have been easy for them if Sumire had just let them use the gardener's tools at Chadwick's manor but the maiden wants to torture them. The two of them had thought that they would just watch over her, accompany and guard her wherever she roams and, as Narco said, cook her favorite cuisine. The twins ask Mort to teach them how to cook but they couldn't use what they learn when they
DIRTY DESIRES DOUBLE TROUBLE
The sun peeked at the East horizon, with warm beams piercing through the fluffy rosy clouds. The birds keep chirping, and the breeze is cool. The first rays of dawn seeped into her room with their golden magic, spreading various hues of silver and gold. The morning was exceedingly beautiful!Long and dark wavy eyelashes slowly flutter, Sumire wakes up with a beaming smile and felt light within. She feels a sudden feeling of serenity flowing through her veins. All the negative vibes and emotions vanished in just one night. It's like she just got cleanse or whatever.Her morning is now invigorating that even if she sees the person she loathes, her day won't be ruined. Sumire's smile widened when she remembered how wonderful her dream was last night. She felt like it was real!The maiden yawned and rose from the white sheet, stretching her body from side to side before getting out of her bed. Sumire sauntered to the window and opened it. The beautiful garden below the room greeted her. Ho
DIRTY DESIRES EMPTY SHELL
It's been days since Blanche was worried sick about her cousin. It is unusual for Sumire to skip breakfast and became silent. She doesn't even eat the hidden snacks in the big fridge inside her room. She no longer touches her favorite unnamed dessert, like her cravings for fruit and ice cream, marshmallows, and milkshakes she dearly loves. It's also rare to see the maiden never fights Narco when she is the one who consumed her own food. Though Sumire was no longer crying than the last time, she can be seen hugging the hotdog pillow while staring into the nothingness. She doesn't utter even a single word and just stays in the same position. Blanche sighed heavily as if Sumire was like a broken living doll now. Her eyes freeze. She doesn't bother to blink. Those orbs seem like a hole of dark abyss; dull and dead. No sign of emotions cruising in her beautiful pair of midnight orbs. She no longer cares to fix her messy hair. Sumire used to put on light makeup to make her babies look han
DIRTY DESIRES MISSING HIM
Wearing his famous stoic face, Mort was facing the screen of his computer while hands were busy fiddling on the keyboard, Leroy and Lyric were restless in their seats. Narco sent them a message with random letters and numbers and they couldn't decipher it properly. What he sent to them made no sense. The twins think that maybe it was just a prank by Narco. But his message hasn't gone off their minds. Sitting on the sofa, Leroy and Lyric tried to call Narco but the phone seemed to be turned off. They failed to reach him. Sighing heavily, they wish to know Narco's exact location. The twins hope they could leave the place and would look for Narco. Leroy and Lyric instinctively turn their gaze on someone in the room. Klauss, who had been looking at his phone, added to their worries. Even their Boss's secretary was busy, every now and then he glances at the phone as if waiting for a call or message from someone. Although they have a hunch he is waiting for Laurel, they are still unsure ab
DIRTY DESIRES CRAVE
Eyes lazily open, Narco got up after a series of knocks on his bedroom door. Those thuds from the door were too loud as if there was a killer inside the house. His pair of golden orbs looked at the glow-in-the-dark wall clock on the ceiling and it was two in the morning. He was about to go back to bed when someone outside his door screamed."Narcoooo!" Sumire shouted loudly like a landowner as if the young man owed her a debt. Fury made her feet strike the ground in heavy clomps. With messy bed hair, Narco stood up in his boxers not bothering to cover himself with a towel or sheets. He then proceeds and opened the door to see the maiden blushed with anger. Cheeks grow scarlet and swollen from shouting. Her scorching death glare was directed at him and both hands were on her waist."I want to eat." Sumire greeted him with a scowl as if Narco had the pot of food with him. The young man raised his eyebrows. Stand taller than her, Narco's eyes went blank and hovered over her. He didn't
