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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
DIRTY DESIRES FUNERAL
Mort was standing at the end of the hallway before the living room where Sumire, Chaise, and Maddox were, hearing everything. Hands formed into a fist on his side, he just remained cold silent and decided not to go further into the living room to get the maiden. He could feel the turmoil intensify between them and struggle to defend herself. She could hardly keep herself together. She was shaking. Her silent sobs made his jaw clench. Mort chose not to intervene with them or the situation will get worsened. "Dad, Mort and I love each other. He proposed to me and we are going to get married. Can't you just let us be happy? Why do you have to interfere with my decision? Why does it have to end like this?" With her blurred vision, hot tears streamed down her face and she squeezed her eyelids shut in the hope her tears would stop bursting out.Sumire might have down on her knee in front of her father just to beg him if Maddox wasn't around, but her pride won't allow her to let the young m
DIRTY DESIRES WHO'S THE PUPPETEER?
"Well, I am Narco after all."The young man smilingly replied. Narco was sitting on the top step of the stairs and Mort sit next to him two feet away from his place. Mort said nothing. A wave of silence reigned between them and Narco just looked away. One o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to gloom. The sun is sinking in the misty shroud and the clouds hovering, dark and heavy, threatening to burst. The air smelled of oncoming rain and the short piercing gust of wind shook the trees while the leaves soar through the air. The sound of waves crashing on the beach can be heard in their place."Do you remember how old you are when we met?" Mort asked, facing upwards, towards the gloomy clouds as Narco swallowed hard."Not the exact number. Come on Dad, I am too young to remember." Narco kiddingly laughs making Mort fall into silence."But you do remember where we first met?" Mort asked again and Narco laugh thunderously once more."Yes, it was raining. I vaguely remember but we firs
DIRTY DESIRES MISCHA ASLANOV
Dark eyes smoldering, she got a vertical wrinkle between her eyebrows. Her lips pursed slightly, Lady Laenyra, Maddox's mother, shot a glare at Maddox who is just arrived at their company. "Who is Mort?" Lady Laenyra asked her son the moment he entered the glassed door. They are in the President's office."How did that man's name get involved in this conversation?" Maddox asked even though he already had a clue in mind."So, you fucking know him?! He warns us if you don't drop your marriage proposal to Sumire Massoullève, he will come back here to take over the company!" His mother's voice raised. Maddox clicked his tongue soundly."Mom, this company is nothing but a trash compared to when I married Sumi-" Maddox was cut off when a resounding slap struck him violently across his face. Lady Laenyra was fuming in anger at what Maddox said. Her cheeks were reddened mad and a piercing stare that if the looks could kill, Maddox would have laying dead on the cold floor. "Say it one more t
DIRTY DESIRES Yelena 'YEGOR' Gordeux, Oddesseau
"Yelena who?" Wearing a frowny face, Maddox couldn't understand why the woman expected him to know her even though she only utter her name."Have we met before?" Maddox asked and eyed critically at Yelena as he tried to skim his memory. He doesn't remember meeting a woman who introduced herself as Yelena. The woman raised an eyebrow at him. She was surprised that Maddox couldn't remember her. Yelena crossed her legs and crossed her arms on her chest while leaning on the sofa she was sitting on. She cast a meaningful stare at the young man from the head down to the toe."Yes." She said making Maddox wrinkle his eyebrows deeper. He is very confused. If he happened to meet such a darling before, he will never forget a beauty like Yelena. Maddox stared at her intently. With her strong and dark presence, he's unlikely to forget her. Maddox swallowed hard, thinking that Yelena might be one of his one-night stands while he was hammered, but he was a heavyweight drinker. He was probably dru
DIRTY DESIRES ENGAGEMENT DINNER
THE NEXT DAY...The morning breeze blew, and with a golden light, the sun came out cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. On his robe, Maddox was standing on the terrace with a mug while the cool breeze is stroking his face and newly wet hair. He had a good night's sleep and he can't help but keep smiling till morning. Today was their engagement dinner at the main manor of the Massoullèves. The manor where only the Massoullèves and future family parties are invited. The air was cool, he could hardly contain his happiness right now. The flare of joy is visible in Maddox's eyes. He’d unearthed a greater joy than any he’d ever known. He felt like he was floating in the air and his heart throbbed with happiness. He's on cloud nine right now."Is it a sin to feel so much happiness?" He murmured to himself and broke into chuckles. Maddox sipped on his coffee from his personalized mug and the smile never fades on his face. When the tip of his tongue touches the coffee, it made him wince a
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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
