Chapter 5 : The Master

The night is still blooming and exciting for the people who refuses surrendering to sleep. After closing the deal Levi again searched for Fiona on the top floor but was disappointed for not finding her anywhere. He went straight to the manager questioning, “Who is she?”

Levi didn’t need to introduce himself as everybody in this club-workers or customers- knew to whom he works for. The manager didn’t hesitate a second and gave the information used in purchasing the entry ticket probably Neil’s.

“All these efforts are unnecessary. Back off, Levi. She’s not worth it.” Finn half-shouted at him.

Levi must stop pursuing this matter at any cost. Master doesn’t appreciate such trivial matters and hates when his men use their power to harm common people. And this dumb Levi here is trying to break that utmost important rule, he shouldn’t allow that whilst master unleashes his wrath on all of them.

“I know what I am doing, Finn.”

Levi took the piece of paper with a phone number written on it and stuffed it in his pocket, “Let’s go.” And left the place with his group. When they reached their master’s fort which is also where they live, they saw Cecelia-the mistress, waiting for them at the front gate.

“Cecelia!”

Everyone greeted her, bowing their heads. The blonde woman raised her eyebrows, smirking while looking at the bunch of men kneeling before her as they were her slaves. A trash.

“What took you so long?”

Her crisp voice sent chills of terror through those men who didn’t dare to lift their heads up until the mistress says so.

“I apologise, Cecelia. We were caught up in the bar. You know it’s hard to have time for ourselves.”

Levi answered dutifully but deep down he was disgusted to bow and kneel before her. They were late just for few minutes and here she was questioning him. If Master assigned them a task it should be done within two hours but he wasted sometime on that bitch and because of her he had to report to another bitch here now.

“This is your last warning. Everyone. Stand.”

With that, she walked away, swaying her hips. Everyone stood up, mumbling curses at Levi.

“I told you to stop Levi. You didn’t listen but look now.” Finn complained, punching Levi’s shoulder.

“Shut up dude, she’s just like us who works for Master. What’s there to be afraid?”

“She’s THE MISTRESS Levi. Hold your tongue.”

They started walking to their quarters after submitting their weapons to the guards. It’s another rule to be followed strictly, no one should carry weapons into the quarters except few selected guards and Master himself.

“Did Master ever introduce her as his mistress? It’s she who flaunts herself as someone special to the Master just because she slept with him. For God’s sake, Master slept with almost every woman in the quarters.”

Finn shook his head unable to argue with Levi. It’s true what he said but Cecelia stayed with Master for many years even before Master was raised to the power. And she is also the fourth in command after Master so they all obviously fear her even though she’s rude to everybody. Levi joined the clan just a few months ago so he’s yet to witness her power and cruelty.

Levi is good at negotiation and that might save him here to some extent but if he crossed any line that he shouldn’t even touch, he can kiss his life goodbye.

Cecelia, on her way to the main gate which leads to the Onyx - main building of the fort where she resides along with the Master and few others, every one bowed to her while she walked with head held high like a mighty queen and entered the building.

She ascended the stairs, two at a time and reached the second floor but when tried to make her way to the next floor where no one is allowed except four members, her Master, his first in command- Dylan, his second in command- Milo and the house manager- Aurora, “What is it?”, Milo stopped her with his gun even before she can set her foot on the first step.

Without Master’s permission no one is allowed to the third floor. A rule known to everybody especially her yet she tried. Cecelia resisted the urge to fight with Milo rather revealed a smile which she thought is cute but for Milo it’s disgusting. He isn’t old Milo anymore to fall into her traps.

“I want to inform Master about the deal with the arms seller.”

All the workers in the fort bows to her, fears her and do what she commands but not Dylan, Milo and Aurora. They would never treat her like the mistress she portrays herself to everybody because they knew the truth that Master never acknowledged her as one.

“We got the news an hour ago. You may leave and don’t ever try to set your foot in there again if you want to live.” Milo threatened her while pointing at the third floor.

Cecelia bowed politely, with clenched jaw before swiftly running downstairs. Bastard! How dare he to kick her out? She checked the time and an evil smirk lifted on her lips.

In a few minutes Master will summon her for his pleasure. She sat on the sofa, crossing her legs at the ankle, in the main hall waiting for the call. As expected, Milo who just chased her away came to her with a sullen face.

“Go to the pleasure room and wait for the Master’s arrival.”

She stood up with a smug face and left to the said room while pushing Milo with her shoulder on her way. She then again climbed the stairs to the second floor, turned right and then entered the far end room of the floor which has no furniture except a table placed at the centre. The walls were painted red and the floor was covered with an ancient rug of same colour.

Cecelia entered the room and closed the door behind her. She approached the table while undressing herself. She has perfect body that can bring pleasure to men just by looking but Master doesn’t feel that way. Why? Why won’t he take her to his bed?

She stayed with him for ten years, supported him through thick and thin yet she was never allowed to the third floor. She had access to any other part of the fort but not the third and top floor in the Onyx.

Dylan and Milo as well were not allowed to the latter. Aurora is the only person who goes there three times a day with meals. Even Master wouldn’t visit that person whoever it is. If her memory serves right, she only saw him going there once. She couldn’t guess who is living up there, away from everything and just surviving in their own world. She didn’t dare to sneak around to find because her Master will tear her into pieces if he got a whiff of her curiosity.

The door creaked behind her as it was being pushed from outside, halting her thoughts and she immediately sank to her knees. A six-foot two-inch tall man entered the room clad in his usual black shirt paired with a skin tight jeans of same colour.

Cecelia lowered her head even more as she sensed his dangerous aura from afar. He leisurely came and stood in front of her. Cecelia was well aware of what her task is and steadily unzipped his pants, freed his erection. She started stroking him sensually while guiding the erection into her mouth. She sucked him hard, taking him down her throat in a fast rhythm, hoping to hear him groan or at least make any sound indicating he was enjoying this but nothing came from him. As usual he stood like a rock, devoid of any emotion.

Looking at the woman trying to please him anyhow, Master held her head, stopping her actions. He fisted her hair by applying enough pressure to not hurt her scalp and lifted her from the ground.

“To the wall.”

His deep voice reverberated around the room, sending shivers down her spine, arousing her even more. She walked to the said wall and stood two feet away from it. She then arched her body, touching her head to the wall, turned her face side way and placed her hands on either side of it while her ass was bent outward, waiting for the pleasure.

After slipping into two condoms, Master positioned himself behind her and entered into her fully with one thrust. Without giving her a chance to adjust, he started fucking her at his own pace, chasing his release. Cecelia closed her eyes, clenching her fists and moaned not caring how loud her screams sounded.

Once he reached his climax, he pulled out of her and left the room without a word after zipping his pants. Cecelia dropped to the floor, giving into her jelly legs, gasping for air. Such a cruel man he is and always careful with his semen too. Never once he disposed the used condom in the pleasure room.

She knew he’s different from other men yet it didn’t stop the hurt she always felt due to his indifference. He never knew how to be gentle with women still she loves to have sex with him because no woman can make this man gentle. She is the only closest female to be with him, intimately for years and will be with him as along as she’s alive.

No one dared to stay with him till now except for her and no one will, even in the future thus, she’s his only option. Master never shows any emotions, not once did he gave away what’s going on in his mind at any time of the day. But what everybody was aware of is his vengeance. Everything he do or plan was for his vengeance. To take a step closer to it, there is no place for love, pity, joy or even kindness in his heart. His only motive was to kill every living soul who once destroyed his family.

After catching her breath, Cecelia dressed up and left to her quarters, determined now more than ever to win her Master. From the moment she approached him, that’s all she ever wanted to do. No one can stop her until she rules his empire as his queen.

[After Two Days]

“Where are you going?”

One of the guards questioned Levi who drove to the main gate when no prior orders of allowing him to go out for a specific task was given to him. The security is very efficient at all times. No one can cross the boundaries of the fort without specific instructions given to them by Master or Dylan. Their approval was necessary in all cases. Master was in control of every thing that happens within his clan. The people who pledged their life to the BlackWolf clan knew this rule along with many other and should follow them at any cost to stay alive.

“Just a quick drive into the city.”

Levi replied casually with a playful grin, trying to make them believe his lie. He knew about not going out until permission from Master was granted but he had to deal with that bitch and to do so he should leave as soon as possible but for that he needs to convince these security bastards now.

The guards denied his access with a warning, reminding about the rules of the clan. Levi was pissed off and in his anger state, he turned around his car and drove straight to the Onyx, Master’s residence.

Just then, he saw Master getting into his black SUV ready to go somewhere. Not wanting to miss this opportunity, Levi hurriedly got down from his car and ran towards the SUV.

“Good morning, Master.” Levi uttered nervously, knocking on the window of his Master’s side.

The man pressed the button to roll down the window just enough to expose his eyes not even turning his head. His face was closed off but eyes were filled with annoyance and slowly building anger, covered with black goggles. Levi sensed the tension in the air and perspiration formed on his forehead.

Master hates to be interrupted and wouldn’t tolerate recklessness. By the displeased looks on the men surrounding them, with their guns pointed at him the moment he walked to Master, he realised he did a grave mistake. He angered Master.

The men were ready to drag him aside but stopped on hearing Master’s voice. The voice which commands hundreds of people.

“Levi?”

“Yes, Master.” He folded his hands, nodding his lowered head.

“What is it?”

On hearing his Master’s question, Levi took a sharp breath, sweat running down his forehead that he didn’t dare to wipe. When he first joined the clan, he assumed Master is powerful because of the wealth and the people working for him but at this moment he realised that is not the case. Only when he personally met with the Master did he finally understood what’s in front of him all along. This clan is powerful because of this man alone.

His voice can make a person shrunk in fear but when dared to look into his cold eyes, you’ll be dead for sure. That’s how much danger this man carries around him. His muscular body alone speaks for his ability to punch a person to death.

“Master, can I go back to Kandon? Please grant me just two hours.” Levi pleaded with his head still lowered, not daring to look at the dangerous man in the car. He was met with silence. A deafening silence for one whole minute.

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