If one doesn't know the door Ryan just ordered his men to close and bolt, he or she will probably not take his words seriously at all.After all, what is a door to more than a hundred men that they won't be able to break down?It's of natural understanding for people to imagine that every house door has to be made of woods or hollow-core materials so can be easily kicked down or broken down by the slamming of one's shoulder against it. But is it truly true? Is every house door like that?Perhaps if it is, is it possible for Ryan to make such an order?Ryan has proven to be smart. If it is that kind of door that the master bedroom has, he won't be asking for it to be closed and bolted when he knows it can still be knocked down, will he? Definitely not!Charles when he began rising to fame as a one-time bearer of wisdom knew that fame comes with different things; lovers and enemies alike.It was then that he felt he needed to take extra measures to protect himself and his family. Not o
All this time, she had been thinking that if she can stop his men she won't have anything else to worry about since Ryan can only bark but has no strength to act, unlike Duke who had everything at the tip of his finger and commanded fear with just his presence.She had planned to use him in every awful way possible once she successfully defeated his men. After all, he would be a mere kitten once all his men are dead.But right now, after the stunt he just pulled off and the sudden murderous and overbearing aura he is exuding, she suddenly feels so cold and much more like a fool, and images of her lying in a pool of her own blood can't stop flashing in her eyes making her shudder.But how did he get to have such an aura? How? Tears are dripping down her cheeks as numerous questions feel her mind. However, her mind is drawn away as she feels his steps getting closer to her. Her heart flies into her stomach as she slowly raises her face to stare at him and without much thought, she lies
"Save your tears and cries for our fun, my dear slutty Anna. Don't waste them yet because you will need them by the time I start dealing with you and won't have them once I'm done with you," Ryan divulges smugly and smirks.He passes his tongue over his lower lip, drops his hand to his pant's crutch point, and passes it over his distinct hard dick, groaning out as the pleasure shoots through him. "I can't wait to fuck all your holes, I wonder if they will be bitter as your personality or sweet as your beautiful skin. I guess I just have to find out." He laughs and rakes his hand over his hair. "Be fast guys. I'm horny as fuck!""Why are you doing this?" Michael at the side gulps before he says out loud. He is merely holding himself from dropping to the floor as his whole body is trembling. He leaps down from the edge of the bed he is merely resting on and with his last courage and strength walks toward Ryan and stops in front of him. "Why are you doing this?" He repeats, staring quizi
Ryan can see the confusion so blatantly evident on the faces of the girls. He almost misses why they should be confused but soon recalls that since they were all brought in he hadn't made a proper introduction of who he is and why he is here in their home in the middle of the night.If they were indeed caught by his men fucking, he concludes that they might probably not also know their father is currently in the hospital, in a tragic state.Since they are still going to die anyway, the guys inclusive, he casually decides that he should allow them to suffer and die with the reflection of the cause of everything at the back of their minds. At least it will help them know where and to who to direct their anger. "They are confused guys, allow me to give them a breakdown of who we are, what is happening, and what is yet to happen," just as the burly figures are a step to the girls, he says, halting their movements."Ok," they nod and move away.As Charles's kids hear that they are about t
At this moment, back in the woods, Hugo weeps in front of Duke for a long time, more than several hours before bringing his corpse back home.He instructs his servants to store Duke's corpse in a cold storage room in the Douglas residence to freeze it. But before the servants can bring out Duke's corpse from the trunk to do as he asked, Chad intercepts them and pushes them away.He walks to Hugo's front, slightly bows, and clears his throat. "We don't freeze corpses, Mr. Douglas, why are we freezing Duke's?" He asks in a low tone, afraid to provoke him.Hugo stares at him for a split second, sighs, and stares away. "What do you expect me to do? Bury him just like that? What would the other members of the family say when they hear that Duke my only son died and I just buried him like that?"Chad can tell where this is going. But he anyway doesn't seem to want it to be that way. He shakes his head and turns to stare at Duke's corpse and his expression drops. "I know what you mean, Mr.
Chad's mouth dips at Hugo's statement and his heart expedites. He opens his mouth to respond in the heat of the moment but shuts it back and takes a moment to think his words through. It takes him more than five minutes before he opens his mouth back and says. "The hospital is for sick patients, Mr. Douglas and although there are visitors, it is hard for a fight to break out, talk more of death."Moreover, the hospital is always quiet and there are security and surveillance cameras everywhere. There is always a security intervention in the slightest commotion. How then can Duke be killed in such a place? I think you are overexaggerating."Chad has always known his master as a very observant man and he mostly believes him anytime he states his observation over something. But not this time. Although the points are almost correlating, he doesn't think it's enough to come to a conclusion that Duke died in there. Because who would be so brazen enough to kill Duke in a hospital with surv
"I'm so sorry for laughing out, Mr. Douglas," Chad quickly apologizes amid shudders and a slight bow, seeing how angry his master is at his careless laugh.But Hugo isn't having any of it, glaring at him icily and retorting blankly. "You better explain why you just laughed like that, or I'll send you to your room, pack your belongings, and leave!"Chad's heart leaps into his stomach, and he falls to his knees. Hugo has mentioned sending him packing for the second time in a matter of minutes. It's making him extremely skeptical.He is so intent on biting his lower lip that he is unaware that it is bleeding and now so swollen. "Master, please! Don't throw me out!" He screams and clasps his palms together."You should have considered that before laughing at me! My son is dead, and I just shared with you what we've been missing all this time, and who my son's killer might be, but all you did was laugh! I guess you now think I'm insane! You'd better start talking or you are as good as gon
Back at the Thompsons' house, Charles' kids, David and Daniel, and the rest of the family are staring at Ryan as if he's gone insane. And they're all clinging to one another. They are not going to be taken by any of the burly figures!Ryan can only laugh as he observes their defensive mechanism. Do they believe that banding together will prevent his men from carrying out his command?But it all makes everything more interesting. Who is he to argue when David, Daniel, and their other brother want to watch him fuck their sisters and stepmom?What greater agony can there be than three brothers watching their sisters and stepmother get fucked against their will, with no ability to intervene?He smirks and nods to his men. "Bring them all to the bed; Michael's part can wait," he says, beginning to walk toward the bed."We are not going anywhere!" Before the burly figures can take a step forward, one of the girls wails out and glares at Ryan's back as if he can see it, her chest heaving up