Gab’s POVI was a bit mentally prepared that there would definitely be rules to abide by in such places like where Skye and I were going tonight, but I have never felt as nervous as I was right now. It was because I was doing this mission with Skye, who happened to know nothing about such a dark corner of society. A brothel with the building itself having a drug lab. The possibilities of people in the surroundings, inside and outside the building structure itself was too high to ignore. As per experience, dealing with people high with drugs is wild and ugly. Some of them are daredevils and paranoids that they tend to go beyond extreme.I was worried for Skye. Worried is an understatement, actually, because I was afraid for her!I might have been in similar situations before. Some were all by myself, while some of them were done side by side with Marco, and I have never felt the way I do now that I was doing this mission with Skye. It was because I knew Marco could take care of himsel
As we walked behind the waitress in that dark hallway, I felt how Skye was also a bit scared, like she was worried something or someone would suddenly pop out of nowhere and startle her. I could feel her hold on my arm tighten every once in a while, so I also held her hands, atop my palm on the back of her hands, with my free hand to comfort her that I will never let anything happen to her. “What if he looks like an awfully ugly, stinky old man?” Skye asked all of a sudden. Her voice was not so loud but I was still worried the waitress leading our way would hear Skye’s voice and get a clear grasp on her words. “You don’t have to do anything you aren’t feeling like doing, okay?” I answered. “Do you think he will really want to do it with me?” Skye asked again. I hushed and whispered to her to stop. I couldn’t say the honest answer I had in mind to the last question she had asked me. ‘Do I think the owner of this place would want to bed her?! I don’t even want to think about it! I
I was not sure I heard her correctly, but analyzing our situation, she must have meant I should shut her up with my mouth when she blabbers fully out of control. I shook my head, scolding myself that I would even take her words at this state. I feel so much of a pervert!But Skye must have taken my action as if it was my reactions to her stated words. She thought I was shaking my head in disbelief, also chuckling at the same time.“I am actually serious, you know? Just in case my stupid mouth blabbers and I fail to take heed of your warnings, just shut me up with a kiss or something like that,” she argued. How can I tell her that her offer was insane and I am equally crazy to comply if the situation presents itself for me to indulge? But my wandering stupid imagination made me return to my senses when I heard Skye expressing her annoyance at the waitress again by asking if the waitress really knew where we were going or if she herself was already lost in the dark hallway we had bee
With Skye still on my back, I paused on my spot. I stared at the door. There was no way of telling what could be behind it from where we were standing. But before I could prepare myself, mentally and physically, the door opened from the other side. “This way please,” another lady said, wearing an elegant housemaid uniform. The lady welcoming us politely was obviously wearing a different attire compared to the waitress that led us here. But as much as I can tell she was looking like a housemaid, a wild guess crossed my mind that she was not there to do any of the regular houseworks maids do. Just like the previous business establishments that we passed by on our way here, the strip club, and the auction, this place was highly possible to be another brothel with a different theme or arrangements. “Good luck, bitch!” I heard the waitress say without concealing her voice before she turned around to walk her way back to the same path we took getting her. I bet she was supposed to resum
But one screen on the wall was playing a replay of a certain surveillance cam footage. I am more than certain it was a replay because the images that appeared on the screen were showing Skye and me. It only means, those videos were taken moments ago, or at least before we got into this office room. “Are you guys dating?” the man asked without turning around to face his guest. His question caught me off guard. I didn’t know what to say. In my understanding, Skye and I had to have the same answer. But we have not rehearsed anything. Any conversation like this or for this one. How can we make sure our words would come out the same? I looked at the screen where the man was looking. And to my surprise, he was looking at the footage where Skye was on my back as we walked to this office. If one would look at the video clip from the surveillance camera, his question earlier was not surprising to come and be asked this way. Still, I waited for Skye to answer the question first. After w
Skye’s POV“Good luck, bitch!” The waitress said to me and turned to walk back from where we came from. I frowned but the words of the lady receiving us into the new place that we were about to enter comforted me. “Don’t mind her….” the lady said in a friendly tone as she explained why the waitress who sent us here was somewhat mean towards me. The lady was wearing a housemaid uniform, but it didn’t feel like her job was a housemaid at all. With the way she acts finesse and demure, I would even think she was the Madame of this place. Her beauty was aristocratic and her skin was so refined. Unlike the waitress, who seemed to be expressive of her hostility towards me, this lady in a housemaid uniform was expressively welcoming and hospitable towards Gab and I. Despite how rude we might have appeared in her eyes because I was being carried by Gab on his back, the lady did not show or say anything about it. Even when I asked if it was okay of me to be getting to where we were supposed
I felt even bolder when his laughter filled my ears. It seemed to me that his words about being lenient and gracious if we do not annoy him. And when he verbally said I can sit wherever I want to, I did not get to hide my smirk as I chose to sit where I can clearly see his face and told the man I was wondering about what he looked like and I saw a man who sounded so gentle was too far different from the face looked. I stared at him. I could see an ugly scar on his face. it almost made a long line of cuts on his face. The skin on the scar had thickened and darkened. The scar had made him look so fierce. Even with his smiling face, he looked scary.Nevertheless, despite that, despite how I was looking at his face so intently, the man did not show any annoyance or anger. His smile remained, and with the same gentle voice, he asked me what my verdict was. I did not make my answer verbal. I just nodded with my eyebrows up in approval. I have learned not to judge a book by its cover and m
“When you get to live as long as my years in life,” George said with a sigh. “And as violent as I had, realizing later that they weren’t even necessary at all, you might get tired of being feared by people, but equally tired to prove them that you are already an old and without sharp fangs monster,” he laughed in low breath.The older man started to tell us what kind of life he has had and how he was actually feeling in the past few days, all of a sudden. He also signaled at the lady to sit on the chair next to him and introduced her to us.“This is my one and only woman. Her name is Almira. She has been the queen of my heart, but life has played so many nasty tricks on us. She gave me this scar but she loved me more after that. I will spare you the drama, but I would like to give you an offer,” George Nahart stated. “Greetings, your Majesty!” I playfully bowed like a noble lady in ancient times.Everyone in the room laughed, even Gab although his sound was almost inaudible. I could
Gab’s POV The moment I held the little girl in my arms, I knew my heart no longer belonged to me. I belonged to Skye and this precious little angel in my embrace. The words Marco had said reflected exactly the same thoughts and emotions I had in my heart. I could not help feeling crazy for the extent of euphoria that captured my whole being. I was ready to give way for Marco had Skye decided to live a totally normal life– I meant to say normal by having only one spouse when she settled down. I even gave them a space for a month, I used the alibi to work with Sarge in dealing with the most crucial missions. I dared death to take me if I did not belong to Skye’s side. I was able to move according to my wishes until Skye found out about the avoidable risks that I chose to face head-on. “If you are trying to get yourself killed, then I am not going to let you do it all by yourself!” Skye nagged at me, crying. She rebelled against me by starving herself for days until she forgave me
Surrogacy.Unlike every other decision, I did not discuss this matter with my husbands in advance. I was going to surprise them with it. But in order to do this, I had to ask for Aunt Almira and Uncle George’s help. I did not want to get any personal involvement with the surrogate, so I made sure none of the three of us, Marco, Gab, and I knew anything about the procedure. After carefully understanding everything and knowing what to do, I took their sperm secretly. After a year of waiting, the day finally came.When the babies were about to be born, I simply suggested adopting a baby or two. As we waited for the day, I continuously mentioned wanting babies. And just as I expected, my doting husbands did not deny me of this wish of mine. The moment they agreed, we got busy decorating and renovating our home to welcome our new members. On the day the babies were born, Aunt Almira and Uncle George ordered us to stay at home and wait. “What are they up to?” Marco asked. “I have no idea
Skye's POV“Yeah, although I still think you are the sexiest when you are in all-work-mode, I am not happy to see you tiring yourself this much,” Gab said as he started to clear my desk with all the paper and folders on top of it. “Well, well….” I giggled as I started to feel relaxed from Marco’s gentle kneading on my sore and aching shoulders. “You kept your word when you said you would not bother me, so how do you want to claim your rewards?” “If only no one has declared any rules about doing it in the office, I would really love to have you bent on your desk while we get your glory holes filled with cock,” Gab answered. I know having two spouses was more than of a shock to many, so I do not want to add to the negative thoughts people would be having about us by doing things in other places, such as the office. I believe respect starts within oneself. If I want people- employees or not, to respect us, we have to be respectable. We have to observe decency if we want to be treated
Skye’s POV“Boss, the CEO is at the door again,” my secretary informed me for the nth time ever since the clock turned four in the afternoon today. “Never mind him. But if he insists on getting in here, tell him that if he keeps bothering me, we will end up having overtime again today,” I answered without lifting my head to move my eyes away from the paper that I was meticulously checking in my hands. “Uhmmm….” I heard my secretary stammering, but I did not bother looking up.I guess it was not easy to relay my message. Nevertheless, it did not stop me from doing what I supposed I should. I had my nose focused on studying the biggest project I have ever had in my entire career, I could not afford to be wrong in any way, nor in the slightest. “If you have nothing more to say, you can go now. And when the clock strikes five, there is no need to inform me. You can leave for the day,” I said, still not sparing her a glance. “I…. Uhm….” I heard Marissa, a lady about five years older th
Marco’s POV“Why did you have to be so mean when I presented my report that morning, cupcake, huh?” I heard Gab ask while delaying and interrupting her release. “Yeah, I remember that!” I whispered breathlessly as soon as I released her lips from my playfully punitive kisses. “Oh… God!” Skye moaned again. “What are— Mmmm... I didn’t! Ah….!” She tried to reason out.If she wanted to defend herself by saying that she did not make anything difficult for Gab or for anyone in any way that day, the more I tried to reason out, the more Gab seemed to punish her for something he believed Skye deserved to receive. “I don’t think Gab here agrees with that statement, sweet pea,” I teasingly said, still whispering and chuckling. “Whatever you want to say, can we discuss it later? I feel so horny. I think my period is soon to come. So, will you fuck my brains out first and deal with the rest later?” Skye said in between moans and groans. “Oh, baby. Who am I to deny such a sweet request?!” I
Gab’s POVThe way Skye delivered her words– before leaving Marco and me speechless in the living room and going upstairs to her bedroom, sent shivers down my spine. But then again, I wasn’t sure if I was right in taking her silent indications about something while responding to Marco’s offer to become the head accountant of his Construction company. In my understanding, which I believe to be foolish, by the way. Skye was referring to something else when she said she did not want to work side-by-side with Marco. This assumption of mine was boosted to be correct when she mentioned working front and back.It made me think of something sensual!‘Me and my deprived sexual gratification!’ This thought alone made me stiffen entirely. The sinfully sexy memory of having Skye sandwiched in between Marco and me, taking her front and back and, at the same time– with me in her back door while Marco was upfront. However, every time we get the chance to do it, Skye does not show any signs of want
Skye’s POV“Ohhh, fu–!” My moan was swallowed in the heated kiss that Marco was giving me as Gab was fervently eating my wet pussy like he had been starved for a thousand years. I had to tap the side of his left upper arm to let me catch a breath of air as Marco seemed so eager to devour me to the soul with his hungry kisses. “I have longed to hear the sweet sound of your moans, baby….” Marco whispered huskily. This is what I was craving for, but my imagination did not compare nor give fair justice to what these two were doing to satisfy that longing I had within me. Not that I have told them about it, but when they came to my room after the given time I mentioned to them earlier, I realized I was not ready to chew and swallow the bite that I mindlessly took. “Ggggggg… God! Damn!” I groaned when I felt Gab sucking on that tiny button of pleasure sitting so prettily close to the hood of my soaking-wet and pulsating-in-excitement pussy!“Why, babe? What did you expect we would do on
Marco’s POVI tried to hide my fear for Skye when she mentioned her discomfort being in the actual battle that we spent time planning strategically before executing our attacks. I was worried she was having a hard time in any way concerning the ugly view of the bloody surroundings we had to go through, whether we liked it or not. In the war zone, there are only two options. To kill or to be killed. Mercy is foolishness when the enemy is desperate to stay alive. So, to walk out of a battlefield with a secured and maintained life, the only choice one has is to kill the opponent. Sometimes, shooting the other party somewhere not fatal is an option, but it also falls into a case-by-case situation. I have seen how Skye would despise the sight of blood. Although she seemed tough in everyone’s eyes, I could not help worrying about her most of the time. But whenever I get the chance to keenly and intently watch her reactions, what I would see on her face comforting my wary mind and let go o
Gab’s POVAs per Skye’s request, I did everything I could and the rest of the IT team to dig and find out all about the man named Douglas Cane. I am not very sure I got everything there was to find, but instead of discovering much about his identity, we were able to trace and locate all his properties, and just as the legal documents of the lab where we found him, everything he used to own became Skye’s. According to the records of registered birth, Douglas Cane turned out to be Brandon Ford’s great-grandfather. Brandon’s father was the son of Douglas’ illegitimate daughter. A child he did not know he had with a woman he slept with. He had other children, but they all died before they turned of legal age. Anyone in their family that dies young means they did not possess the blood of their ancestors. But because Douglas did not know about his daughter, who possessed the blood to pass on whatever their ancestors had passed on him, he could not die. He had to make living sacrifices of v