Skye’s POV“Aren’t there any surveillance cameras here?” I asked. “I didn’t bother checking, but I brought a jammer. So, even if there is a camera, we have a minute to keep them blind,” Gab answered while giving signals to Marco about what to do. The two of them, Marco and Gab, grabbed Vincent Diera’s arms on both sides and moved him out of the room with both his arms hanging on Marco and Gab’s shoulders. I can imagine how difficult it must have been for Gab and Marco, seeing that the man was obviously a big guy, not to mention he was also overweight. Adding to the fact that he was unconscious– I don’t know how Gab knocked him off, Vincent was practically a deadweight!“We have to get out of here before his men notice anything weird and barge in to check on their boss,” Marco said. “Where do we go from here?” he asked as soon as they managed to stand up with the fainted man in between Marco and Gab. “This way,” Gab answered. I did not see where Gab was pointing to. I was standing
Gab’s POVWhen Vincent Diera realized he was left without a choice. Although it only happened after he was threatened by what Skye had said, this technique still made things easier for us. “What do we do with him?” I asked Skye and Marco. “It’s not like he is not on the list of criminals and public enemies, so why don’t we drop him off at the police station with a placard pleading guilty and let the authorities deal with him?” Skye answered suggestively. “We don’t have to sweat it. But it would be lovelier to see him personally taking all the blame. Do you guys know any ways we can get some sort of truth serum or something?” Skye asked. Marco and I exchanged glances. “We actually do,” Marco answered. “Do you think we should give him a dose of that?” “Any drugs would do, but he might be used to any of the regular kinds,” Skye nodded. “I was thinking about something he is not familiar with, or at least, his body is not familiar with, and let it take its full effect so this man woul
Marco’s POVI have been holding back not to raise a finger and beat this fucking asshole of Vincent Diera. Starting from the toil we had to go through to get him out of his building to when Skye started asking questions, this scumbag has been getting on my nerves, incredibly annoyingly. But since Skye was calm and collected, I mustered the patience and did my best not to stand in her way. I was almost about to rejoice and celebrate when Gab asked what we were going to do with our captive. It seemed to me we were done with him, so we were on the part of disposing of him. I did not have anything specific I wanted to be done with him. If Skye wanted him dead, I wouldn’t say no. Likewise, when Skye suggested dropping the old fart in front of the police station with a placard that stated he was guilty of his crimes, I was not against it, as well. But the latter idea led Skye to think of ways how the old man would admit his crimes in front of the authorities. And she came up with the id
Skye’s POV“No,” I answered Gab. “I think he is referring to his old friends back in the day. Taking the faces of his friends that we saw in their pictures, I believe they are the same people we are going to pay a visit to.” “Okay. So, do we drop him off at the police station now?” Gab asked again. I turned around to check on Marco. I noticed I hadn’t heard from him for a while now. “What do you think, Mac….” I was surprised to see him with his hands above his head protectively. “Mackie! What’s wrong?” I asked, pushing the chair to reach Marco’s side as fast as I could. “Hey….?”“Hey….” Marco replied weakly. I saw him lift his face. I was startled to see him looking so pale. It was night. There was a light on in the room, yet not so bright, but I still saw his face was too blanched. “Ahh, yeah!” he answered blankly. “I’m sorry. What did you say?” I checked his forehead to know his temperature. His look really alarmed me. “Shall we drop him off at the police station?” Gab asked i
Gab’s POVWe did everything according to Skye’s suggestions. We stayed in the resthouse for the night, and to make sure Vincent did not get any chance of escaping in the middle of the night, we brought him into the bedroom with us. We made him face the wall as he sat on the chair where he was tied onto. While Marco and I were busy moving our captive from the living room to the bedroom, Skye had removed her mask and outfit. She was wearing an oversize shirt when we arrived at the room, about to dive into the bed. I almost bumped myself into the wall as I mindlessly stared at her butt, expecting her shirt would be pulled up as she moved on the bed. To my dismay and disappointment, she was wearing boxer shorts with a loose shirt!‘Fucking pervert!’ I nagged at myself inwardly. I glanced at Marco. What I saw on his face made me feel even more remorseful. He wasn’t thinking the same dirty thoughts I was having. I guess he was still shocked to hear those names Vincent Diera mentioned ear
Marco’s POV“Good morning!” I woke up earlier than Skye and Gab. Actually, I did not get to sleep for more than a few minutes wink, due to a very strange dream that I had. Strange because I could no longer recall the content of my dream, but I was feeling refreshed and lighthearted. A totally different mood from how I felt before I fell asleep last night. “Hey….!” Skye responded lazily, yawning and stretching her limbs on the narrow bed, making Gab snuggle her body tighter as if he was on the edge of the bed when in fact, there was a good foot space left empty behind him since he was almost engulfing Skye in his embrace.“There was nothing much to make for breakfast, so how about some toast and coffee before we head out?” I asked, moving closer to kiss her forehead. Skye reached her palm to press on my forehead gently. Then she cupped my face while she stared at me with squinted eyes. “What?” I asked, chuckling. “I think I saw a different you last night,” Skye answered with a ras
Skye’s POVI woke up refreshed and the way our day started right as soon as I opened my eyes made me feel I realize and admit that I indeed had a good rest. One reason was Marco’s good mood and the other was Gab's playfulness, which I came to understand a littl later that it was due to Marco making fun of him. It felt lke we were in a world without anything to worry about or any threat lurking at the corners. ‘If only….’If only life was always as bright as the sunrise today….But then again, I am grateful that even in the midst of a boiling storm we could find a moment and grab the chance to share a hearty laugh. We even had our light breakfast with smiles never fading our faces. Despite having Vincent dDiera with us in the house, his head was covered with a sack cloth so we were carefree to move around without the hassle of having to cover our faces with masks. And in order for us to feel comfortable discussing anything and everything, Gab covered our captive’s ears with a headset
Gab’s POVI watched Skye walk away from the truck I was driving. She said she would wave at me as a sign that I should go to her side. I stepped out of the vehicle to help Marco do the task of collecting the garbage since we were pretending to be but we were actually supposed to do the job the original workers should do so they won’t get into trouble if the neighborhood complains about their performance. It was an exclusive subdivision, and the residents here were not to be taken lightly. If we might get into trouble if they demand for an investigation and they get to connect the dots to point at us. I kept my eyes observing Skye’s direction and when I did see her raise a hand, I briskly walk to her side.“Yup?” I casually asked as I approached her with George Nahart not far from her spot. Skye raised a cup and gestured as if she was asking if I wanted a drink as well. “Yes, please. Sir, Can I have a drink, too?” I asked with my gaze directed at George Nahart. “Of course, of cours
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