~PAMELAIt took time for me to recover from the throes of pervasive lust Stephan put me through. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm my nerves. I have never wanted a man so much that it made no sense.I guess there was a first time for everything. I slowly walked up the stairs to the room Stephan assigned to me and sat heavily on the bed feeling very hungry.I was hungry, but not for food. I was famished by Stephan's domineering hands and his addictive shaft. I was curious about his whereabouts but I was not eager to see him.It was late in the afternoon and the sun was bright in the sky but it was chilly indoors. I looked over at the cluster of neatly arranged boxes at the corner of the room and frowned in slight confusion.My boxes were no longer there and I panicked. I had planned to sort out my clothes before Stephan came home but now they were nowhere to be found.Georgia! It must have been her doing. Maybe she had put them somewhere while I was eating or being dominated in
~PAMELAGeorgia interrupted my amazement as she called for the evening meal. I did not realize that time had lapsed so fast. I reluctantly left the inner closet and follower Stephan out of the room.However, he could not stay and eat, something about catching up on his business. I wanted to tell him about what I heard this afternoon but I thought better of it.I did not feel like it was my place to relay the information to him. I was, however, a little scared about not telling him. I did not want to be involved in his business."Be good to Georgia, and listen to what she says," Stephan firmly said as left the house.Moments later, I heard the powerful engine of a vehicle roar to life as it sped out of the gates. I did not want to eat alone in the dining room. Besides, I would not be able to concentrate on my food.It was where Stephan had me. I begged Georgia to let me have my dinner upstairs. She understood immediately or maybe she was aware of Stephan's affairs with me.I sat on the
~PAMELAIt took a considerable will to break away from my captor. His touch alone sent me haywire and he knew it. I could not even summon the courage to speak because his aura was distracting.Stephan turned me around so that I was facing him. He looked at me like he was just seeing me for the first time. "Pamela," he whispered, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty.My knees buckled at the whisper of my name and I wanted him to have me right there on the cold marble floor. But the rational part of my brain screamed for caution and restraint.A cleared throat interrupted our train of thought, as a man dressed in a crisp suit approached us. He had a permanent scowl on his face which made it seem like he was mad at the world.Stephan gently broke away from me as he became aware of the man's presence.I felt goosebumps rise on my forearm as the man came closer. He was a massive-looking man who towered over me and Stephan. His whole persona screamed danger.It got me curio
THE TRUTH ~PAMELA"Pamela!" I heard my voice from a distance and faintly saw a face loom over me.The nightmarish scene that had played out literally in front of me stubbornly flashed in my semi-conscious brain.I saw Stephan lean casually on a table filled with diverse torture weapons or tools if you can call it that. He had a can of juice or was it beer? It mattered not.I saw Big Frank with his suit off, leaving on his ash-crisp shirt. The sleeves were rolled up revealing his massive vein-filled forearms filled covered in sweat and blood.The sweat and blood belonged to the unfortunate man secured firmly in a chair with his mouth taped tightly to prevent him from screaming out.The man's body whole chest was fried and his skin deeply scalding and bloody. I saw his chest steaming with smoke as he wailed helplessly against his bondage.His ears were cut off, his nose too, and the upper part of his lip. His whole fingers were cut off.What shocked me the most was that two index finge
KING OF THE UNDERWORLD~STEPHANI felt Pamela— my queen, tremble beside me in a mixture of fear and awe. I did not want her gazing at me with such a look in her eyes but it did not matter.She was in my world now and that was final. Georgia had given me updates about her behavior ever since I brought her here.Intuitive was the word used when she gave me the reports. It only meant one thing, Pamela was a restless woman and she was smarter than she looked.I wanted to devour her as she stood there gaping at my men. Her baggy outfits failed to hide her curves and I could see her riding me to oblivion with that ass.Focus! I silently scolded myself. I had intended to ease her into my world gently not as abruptly as I was doing now. Then again, it did not matter.My little Pamela was bound to know about my life in the end anyway. In all honesty, it was not even her fault, all these started from the spur of the moment.I knew she was mine the moment I laid eyes on her in that restaurant wh
MY VULNERABLE QUEEN~STEPHANShe was so vulnerable it made my heart ache. She gazed up at me with lust-filled eyes. Her cheeks were red from blushing. I did not doubt that she saw the hungry flames of passion in my eyes.My body craved hers so vehemently but I had to show restraint. She must know that I am the master and she is the instrument of my pleasure.I had stripped to my Calvin Klein black boxers so she could see me in all my glory. I could almost read her mind when she looked at me.Instead of joining her on the bed, I walked away from her and went over to sit on the single black leather couch in the corner of the room.I saw the confused look on her face as she wondered what I was up to."You are part of my life now, I have brought you into a place where you will never be abandoned, and yet you shed tears," I firmly said, my expression cold.I watched her face squeeze up in thought as she sat up."Do you enjoy killing people?" She asked me in a trembling voice."Not in parti
DUTY CALLS~STEPHANFor the first time, I was afraid. I was the head of a feared and revered gang in the country and here I was naked and vulnerable and afraid.Afraid to move because I might wake my Pamela. Her heart beat softly against my chest and her breath burned me as she slept. I stroked her hair softly as she mumbled something in her sleep.I was certain that she did not sleep well after what she had witnessed last night. I was entirely to blame for that. I should not have brought my business home.I needed to be a better leader for my people. Anyone who dared make a move against me would be dealt with in the most fucked way that I could think of.Pamela stirred and moaned on my cock as she got comfortable. I suppressed a shudder and curled my toes to keep from moving. I knew starving her from my body was going to have an effect but I did not know she would be this ravenous.It had been almost difficult to make her come but she did. My waist was aching and so was my cock, I ad
THE LAUGHING DOGS~STEPHANI looked at the rearview mirror of my Chiron and saw a motorcycle following just behind. I suppressed a sigh because I knew who it was.I did not think Frank noticed because of how busy the streets were. Besides only a trained eye sees the figure on the bike. Frank had never been worried about who wanted him dead."Are we going in guns blazing or what?" Frank asked me as I drove.I had no plan for what to do when we got there, I did not know much about this dog gang but I wanted answers and that was the plan.I heard a phone vibrate. Frank put his left into the pocket of his inner jacket and brought out a black burner phone. It belonged to the deceased hitman."It's a text message, asking if you are dead and also asking for a picture as proof," Frank reported as he scrolled through the phone.I stifled a laugh. "They still do that?" I asked in a mixture of amusement and disbelief."Fucking amateurs," Frank muttered."Ask for payment first," I said as an idea
~PamelaI joined Georgia and the ravens in the house as the last line of defense in case the men outside fail to repel Dwayne's men. I endured many minutes of gun shots and death cries. The door was being hit with bullets but it did not penetrate through the door.I realized in terror they Stephan was out there among those flying bullet. It took all the will in my body not to run outside to Stephan. More gun shots and shouting took place outside while I stayed inside almost losing my mind at the thought of Stephan dying."We should be out there, helping," Minerva grumbled "Yet we are in here shaking in our boots, while the men have all the fun," She complained.I did not want to agree with her but she was right. However, Georgia shut her down."This is not battle of the sexes, Minerva, we all have a roll to play here and we will," She said in a stern voice.Minerva did not have any time to reply before a deafening and earth shattering explosion rocked everyone to the ground. The force
~DelmundoThis was the first time I would spill blood for someone whom I loved.The was the first time that I fought for someone instead of something. This was the first time I was fighting for a cause. For legacy, for brotherhood, for family, and as hard as it was to believe, love.I, Frank, Georgia and Pamela sat in the dining room hatching our own plan of action. Minerva had bad new."They outnumber us three to two," She said in a serious tone."What does that mean?" Pamela asked with an innocent demeanor.I stifled a laugh. "Means they outnumber us a hundred times our two hundred men in the area," Frank said."But we still have the advantage though, we know he is coming," I said."There is a way to give us a fair advantage but it will mean that one person is not joining the fight," I said."And who is that going to be?" Minerva asked, looking ready to protest if it was her."Frank, it's going to have to be you," I said."And what will I be doing, Boss, if I am not out there rippin
~DelmundoI could not bear to watch her go.I could not witness anyone leaving me again. I had sat on the sofa watching the bed that Pamela used to sleep in. A concerned Georgia, every chance she got, would come and check up on me.I could not blame her for doing so, after the whole thing with the pistol. She was checking to see if I did not have any suicidal urge which I assured her that I didn't. However, she had insisted on checking and I agreed to keep her mind at rest.It was going to be hell trying to live my life without Pamela, but I had been through one before. It was going to be a long road to healing from this pain I was feeling. I had begged frank to help me see her home safely. I was afraid that I would develop difficulties when it was actually time to free her.The next best thing that gave me some modicum of sanity was this room. Her scent was everywhere in the room and it felt like she marked her territory before she left. I took in her odors and aura as I sat. Even th
PamelaI left Delmundo mansion that day. I did not know how he did it but a loading truck had pulled up in front of the house. Men in moving uniform were taking my belongings into the truck and I was downstairs in the living room with Georgia.She looked sad to see me go but believed that the right thing was happening. It was better for everyone this way. Stephan was nowhere to be found but I knew that her could not bear to see me leave him again for the second time. The moving men were already done so I gave Georgia a long overdue hug."I do not know how to thank you enough, please do no miss me too much," I said to her as tears threatened to fall from my eyes."Take good care of yourself, Pamela and do not forget me too quickly," She said. I nodded and let her go. I turned to the entrance and found Minerva waiting and looking a little bit downcast."Hey, I do not like you much but still, it sucks to see you go," She said and gave me a hard pat on the back."Thank you?" I said. Miner
PamelaHe got me a new phone and told me that I could call whoever I wanted. There were no restrictions. That gesture was the most tempting of his offers but I was not going to give in. He knew that I was itching to talk to people and by people, I meant my friend Tiana.It would be an opening for him to dominate me and it will start that rollercoaster of a toxic love. A hot, sensual, debauched and addictive toxic love. I hated him so much and I loved him as deeply as well.It had been a painful revelation to me when Stephan told me what Dwayne did. I knew that I was a chess piece in his bloody game of war but to go to that extent. I tried to imagine the emotional pain Stephan had gone through just seeing that dress.When he told me, I ran upstairs and cried into my pillow. Stephan had said it to get a reaction but he would not see me break. He said it to hurt me. That had always been that problem. Him, taking your space and body and giving you pain returnStephan Delmundo sucked at lo
PamelaAs the days under his tyranny grew longer, I grew colder toward him.I had lived with two different types of men and I could tell the stark difference. Dwayne had been patient even though I was not into him that way.Stephan was suffocating and always hovering around. He had taught me something unknowingly and that was to always observe people. Now the more I looked at him, in silent observation and dull eyes, the more I saw him.These past few days had been very difficult to be around him. All those times when he had been forcing me to speak to me, caressing, cajoling, coaxing, begging. I had wanted to give in. For a Mafia lord, he was very good with words. The way he begged me was alluring and tempting."Let me into your high tower, Pamela, it's cold outside," He had once rumbled in my ear. I was not prepared for it. It had taken place in the bathroom. He said while our bodies touched. Then, I had almost succumbed to his hypnotic words but I managed to snap out of it.I wante
~DelmundoIt became an unhealthy habit to orbit around Pamela. The things that I bought her were ignored and abandoned in the corner of the room. Georgia helped me rouse her from bed today again because she just laid still and stared at nothing.It became an unwanted routine. I will try to break the ice and she would in return give me the cold shoulder. Truth be told, I was running out of options and I could not think of a new way to get through to her. Eat, sleep, and bathe. That was all she did.She talked to Georgia but she would not speak to me and as ridiculous as it sounded, it made me so jealous to see Pamela open up to her and not me. Today like yesterday, she was still on the bed and silently so. I sought out Georgia again for a new set of advice.This time I found her in the kitchen making hot soup that had a chicken-flavored aroma. It was midday and I had just given Frank the usual order to be on the lookout for anything suspicious. I had no doubt Cage was on the move. I co
DelmundoI left her room confused and concerned.QIt was going to be tough not to hear her voice again but it was more than not talking. She showed no interest about leaving the room or getting off the bed. Since I was not getting through to her, I decided that a couple of gifts could change her mood.There was just one problem, I had no idea what could cheer her up so I did the next best thing, something I never thought that I would ever do in a long time. I sought out Georgia at the garden in the back yard. She was tending to the koi fishes in the pond.She had a forlorn expression on her face as she went about her work. Something was up with Georgia too. I could never understand how emotions applied to women, they were always a big mystery to me."What seems to be the problem, master Stephan? You have been standing there for a while," Georgia said as she threw crumbs of feed into the pond. I saw the colorful fishes flutter about to eat the crumbs."I need your help, Georgia," I tol
DelmundoGetting her back into my life did not feel as good as I thought it would be. The victory felt more like a loss to me. Although I had her back, I felt like I had lost something in return. I did not want to admit but it scared me when I saw the light dim in her usually bright eyes.It terrified me because, I was responsible for what she was going through. When I had taken her back from Dwayne's territory, she had passed out from the shock, pain and stress. She was out unconscious until night fall. I might have struck her too hard but not enough to leave a mark or bruise.I knew that she was going through some form of headache but was just proving tough. I hovered by her room listening for any sounds to see if whether she was sleeping or awake but I heard nothing. Her behavior had me worried. I was too pumped up to sleep so I stayed awake all through the night.I paced back and forth the hall till I could not take it anymore. I was curious about what she was up to so I gently pu