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2022-09-28 18:39:03STEFAN MCCOY
"Boss. We've got news" from where Stefan sat, in the midst of the girls who shaked their asses With seduction. Stefan kept on looking at the girls, clearly ignoring the men who had ripped bodies and were clad in all black. Stefan was on a whole different vibe, taking a drag from his cigar as he puffed on the ass of one of the girls who wore less clothing than a table top. "Boss..." Desperation evident in his voice as one of the men that stood still said, the one who spoke earlier, trying to get his attention. "Yes?" Stefan sounded even more sinister and more distant than they recognised. "It's urgent sir" the same man replied, still on the edge. "Isn't everything urgent?" Stefan looked dead at the man go stood good few inches away from him. "Sir..." He persisted, earning dangerous eye from Stefan "... It's about the chameleon" that got Stefan to stand up abruptly, even though there was currently a girl who was giving her all on top of him. He pushed her away severely, she shrieked wildly but Stefan was not about to give a care in the world. He had bigger fish to fry. He asked briskly, towards the exit to where his black Mercedes sat across the VIP club. "What sort of news?" Stefan anted to cream, finally seated with the man who brought news to him as Stefan always did. Who ever brought him news of whoever as his prey, was who he had business with. He trusted no one and did so by killing people off with the lightest inconvenience, this man had an extreme case of super luck with the way he handled himself earlier. "Well, news reaching me from my sources is that his son; Alex is bout getting married" Stefan had shock waves coming from very angle of his body. "Married?" Stefan seemed to try to digest the important information that just left his lips. "Yes sir" he replied. "To whom?" He asked, his brow crafting wicked and deadly plans from the arch they drew. " That is the one information they have kept under tight lock and key, but I should get the information in no time sir" the man was visibly shaking from the intense stare Stefan launched at him. Stefan turned his face towards the window, looking out to the now empty streets of New York. Streets that belonged to him, no matter who had a say in the matter. The man relaxed for the first time since he brought the news. A gun cocked, the cold hard steel kissing the temple of the man, he was tempted to close his eyes and be the part of him that was scared shitless. Instead, he kept his eyes open and looked straight ahead, praying that even if today happened to be his last, he was going to go with fake bravado. "You better not be lying to me. I'll fuck you up so bad, you'd wish you died. Do you understand me!" He spoke ith rage that was always there whenever he spoke about the chameleon or if his topic was even brought up in the first place. "I swear on my life sir. I would never lie to you and right now I am not playing you. My source is real and trusted" The Man said again. Stefan kissed his teeth with his Tongue and if it wasn't for the viable information that was en route, he for sure would have blown his head off. Mainly because he was a pest and disturbed him just before he could use those ladies. It was over now, his dick was flaccid nd he had absolutely no interest in what ever those women had in mind and whatever he had in mind as well. All he wanted to do was to go home as soon possible to plot and plan how on Earth he was going to unearth the thorn that kept on poking in places he was not wanted. The McKenzie's days were outrageously numbered, he was going to get all that he deserved. Soon, nothing was going to stop him from been the one and true lord of the mafia ring. He was going to collect everything they had, that they had very invested. Rage boiled his blood as the car stayed silent, with him still gazing at the streets looking for nothing in particular. He made up his mind that he as going to fuck a girl to extinction to celebrate his incoming victory as he tasted it in his mouth. Revenge was sweeter than what they portrayed it to be. "Get me the best girl and a bottle of martini. I want her over your shoulders. Do you understand me?" Stefan asked and the man dared not answer in any other way asides from nodding. "Now. Get the fuck out of my car and do exactly what I asked you to or else, the only thing you'll be wrong would either be stars or the last six seconds of your life" with a curt nod, the man dashed out. Darlene "So a month?" Carefully I asked because I was sick of trying to get to live in a world where I could deceive myself that none of this as actually happening. "Yes dear. A month" my mum took a plate of egg rolls and stuffed them In the showglass. I was so resigned. I hated this so much, I wanted to kick down everything. It didn't make sense and yet my dad was been the most unreasonable person ever. The bell to the door chimed musically, alerting us that we had a customer. "I'll be there in a minute!" I shouted from behind the counter as I turned my back trying to pick at a few things. I turned around and my breath caught in my throat. I badly do wanted to be imagining what I saw.
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DARLENEMy husband hadn't made any sense when he got off the phone with the purple-eyed man and it made even less sense now as we sped toward the edge of town with his knuckles white on the steering wheel.I braced myself against the cool leather of the dashboard, trying to calm the staccato beating of my heart in my chest as we sped through the stretch of asphalt and felt a wave of nausea press insistently against the roof of my mouth.“Are you sure about the address?” I wheezed, unable to bear the silence any longer and risking a glance at the chiseled line of Alexander’s jaw, the way his piercing green eyes were starting dead ahead, his flock of obsidian black hair falling over his face as the muscles of his shoulder and bicep flexed when he fishtailed the steering wheel.“White Villa at Maple Street, I didn't know he lived there, there's only one of the kind, you can't miss it,” He whispered, and even though I knew the steel in his voice couldn't have been meant for me, it made sh
