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
SON OF THE DEVIL~STEPHANI could have sent my men and stayed back to watch. I could have sent assassins or even paid mercenaries to wipe out the whole of Shacktown.But I wanted them to bear witness and I knew they were watching. I came here for blood because I needed to blow off steam. That was all there was to it.I was curious as to where this circus was going. The place reeked of alcohol, mixtures of sweat, sex, and blood. It looked worse as well.This was the upper echelon of Shacktown. The Laughing dogs had killed their way to this tower and had never come down.They lost a lot of men but gained a lot of followers in the end due to their victory. It was impressive for a gang but not for me.They were worms, all of them and they did not deserve to die from my bullets.The walls were painted with obscene words and graffiti. There were splatters of blood on the walls. There was a huge golden chair with the top skull of a dog with an enlarged canine etched on the top.It seemed lik
DANCE OF DEATH~STEPHANI stood there in the middle of Shacktown Tower, taking it all in. The smell, the sound, the emotions. I wanted to memorize everything I saw before I made my move.The Maestro sat there on his golden throne with a smug expression on his face. He believed he had us where we wanted. Which was what most people I have killed also believed. It made no sense to stand in the open surrounded by doped-up men with find guns but I had assessed men that could cause potential harm and none of them posed any.The Laughing Dogs were fierce fighters it was how they could maintain their supremacy for so long in Shacktown but since my father passed away, some things had to pass away with him.This bunch of worms was not going to be a constant problem for me. They would be the sacrifice for my new position as The Sisyphean King, Son of the Devil."Raven," I called Minerva by her codename. It was time to spill blood.Frank reached into his pocket very slowly and all the thirty-six
SACRIFICIAL DOGS~STEPHANThrough the chaos, I spotted Maestro reaching the elevator and already had his hands on the worn-out buttons. He was losing a lot of blood and was already leaning on the walls.I watched as his palm made a bloody imprint on the wall. I stormed forward but was blocked by a man who had raised an ax over his head.I did not stop. The fourth man yelled a war cry and charged as he brought the axe down with great force.I merely moved to the left side and the axe missed me completely. The man, due to the force he used could not stop his momentum. I jammed my blade into his back with looking back.His legs crumpled before him. He tried getting up but could not. "Me legs, I can't feel legs!" He panicked.I stabbed his spine, the one responsible for his legs, He would not be walking till he died.I reached into my shoulder holster and pulled out a straight knife with a wicked-looking sharp edge and hurled it at The Maestro.The knife went through his arm and pinned it