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THBM EP 162~DOMINIC~I've lived my life on violence and adrenaline. I've always thrived for control and viewed the world through a red lens because crimson was my favorite purging method. Killing was the only way to satiate my demons and drive them back into that dark abyss whenever they resurfaced, and I loved every bit of it all until now.Until I had to watch that fucking crimson gush out of the one person I never wanted to see it from. Until I lost control over my own self and couldn't move and just fucking cried like a kid until I was thrown back into that burning house with my eyes wide open and legs rooted in place as I watched crimson streaming out of my two parents and still couldn't do anything.I've always thought I was heartless until it came to Alicia. There was an unbearable pain exploding somewhere behind my ribcage, eating and gnawing at the organ that pumps my blood in ruthless tugs.The fact that I couldn't save her kept scratching at my sanity in harsh tugs, leavin
Prologue “Please, don’t do this in front of my wife and kids” Donald cried, his white shorts were soiled. He trembled greatly and his breathing was ragged.“Donald, you stepped on toes. Toes which you couldn’t even bend over to buckle a shoe on it. The powers that be want to take a pound of their flesh” The man grabbed the blade and knelt on one knee. He caressed Donald's neck with his finger.“Don’t do this in front of my wife and kids. Let’s go elsewhere and talk” Donald sounded like he had resigned to his fate.“Any last word” The man ordered his men to lift Donald.“I don’t want to die like this, in front of my daughter” He whimpered.“If we wanted to kill you outside, it would have been easy. But we maneuvered our way through for a reason” He placed the knife on Donald's neck and started moving it with precision. The sound of flesh cutting and bones snapping could be heard. Donald trembled as a bolt of deep pain spread through him. Slow and steady, his head fell off.•I screame
More wine, more wine” My ears twitched at the sound of a few of our guests that were drunk with merriment. The large park situated beside my father's multimillion-dollar penthouse was filled with dignitaries and other celebrities. The DJ was on the corner of the lawn, nestled under a palmnut tree. His hands kept tweaking the disk jockey, throwing everyone into a high wave of excitement. I saw my Dad and mom, dancing so hard and a smile crept on my face. It was so beautiful seeing old men bask in love. But it further reminded me that I was still single.I straightened the tail of my pearl gown and walked towards the bar stand. Everyone's eyes swirled towards my direction and it made my head swoon. I bit my lower lip and kept walking, I read the attention.“Hey baby”.I grabbed a glass of cocktail and turned to see a young guy of about twenty. He was clad in a brown suit with permed hair.“You are the highlight of tonight. The woman of the moment” He tried to sound poetic.I gulped my c
Chapter 2Dominic's POVChicago, ILBang, Bang, Bang resounded throughout the room as I wrapped my right hand around the brunette hair. Her ass was pointing directly to my face and my d*ck was wrapped inside her p*ssy. I kept giving her deep thrusts while her screams of pleasure resonated throughout the room.“Don, f*ck that pussy” She cried out.Sweat trickled from my forehead down to my chest as I kept on thrusting. My left hand crawled underneath her chest and grabbed her boobs. I pressed her nipples and then spanked her butts with my hand. I flipped her over and made her lay on the bed again, her vagina was directly facing me. Using the old missionary way, I plunged my dick into her cunt again and started thrusting. My groans were becoming loud and I knew I was going to pour very soon. My hand wrapped around her neck as I tried to stifle my groans. Just at the Nick of time, there was a knock on my door.“Get the hell out of there” I barked.“Boss, I’m sorry to interrupt but you ne
Chapter 3Dominic's POVSlow and steady, the car rolled to a stop and I stepped out. My right hand fondled the butts of my Cuban cigar as I stared at the club. This was a new club which belonged to Mrs. Becky Donald. I shrugged as I wondered how quick she was to move on from her husband's death. My consigliere unlocked the door and joined me as we walked into the club. The large neon light kept radiating through the hall as I waltzed through sweaty bodies. A chubby lady walked over to me and wriggled her ass and I smacked it in acknowledgement. As I arrived the counter, my eyes caught a young lady. She was dressed like a stripper but her facial expressions was different. There was fear in her eyes. Her long hair swirled as she pulled out the empty bottles from the glass counter. She turned again to me and apple eyes almost threw me off balance.I shook the thoughts off my head and stretched my hand, Chris handed a lighter to me and I lit up my Cuban. I took a deep puff and blew it int
Chapter 4The PresentAlicia's POV“Mother, this isn’t the fucking stone stage. You can’t sell me off like some sheep” I cried, my eyes hurt and I winced as the result of the severe migraine.My stepmother leaned over the door lintel with a blank stare, “We are trying to pay the debts of your father”.I pumped my fist on the wall in anger, “This should be a joke right? First, you bury my father without my consent and then lay claims to his properties. Then, you start up a club and use me as a toy. You’ve treated me like thrash”.“My daughter, things change” She teased.“Fuck off, I’m not your daughter! You are acting like you’ve always wanted my father to die. See you, exhibiting everything you’ve always planned” I was trying to control my breath.She walked over to me, “Look baby, in the grand scheme of things, you don’t fucking matter”.“I matter, I matter! I won’t let you sell me off to some strange man and be whisked over to Chicago”.A slap connected to my cheek and I spat out bl
Chapter 5Dominic's POV The soft blues filtered through the stereo as I leaned over the seat. My nose widened as I took a deep puff of my Cuban cigarette. My head almost jerked forward as my consigliere stepped on the brake pedal. I spared him a cold glance and he mumbled a word of apology.“Boss, there’s a checkpoint” He whispered.I nodded and pulled out my pistol from the holster, I tossed it under the car seat and adjusted my leather jacket. I pulled off my hat and placed it on my knee. Chris rolled the car slowly and stopped. A cop knocked on the windscreen and I clicked on the button.“Officer, have this for your lunch,” I said slowly and reached for the side pocket of my leather jacket. I pulled out a few bundles of notes and tossed them to the cop. His eyes brightened and an uneasy glance then spread across his face. I knew he was somewhat scared of the money.“It’s yours, officer!” I tried to force a smile.“What do you do for a living?” The cop asked.A deep breath escaped
Alicia’s POVI squealed as my body landed on the bed, my tormentor tossed me off with so much strength and I felt like a piece of paper on flight. I stared at his face again, those cold eyes and sharp burns were very sexy. But his charred lips and muscular physique made me cringe in deep fear. I wondered what my Dad did wrong, this wasn’t the kind of life I deserved. There were a million questions on my mind but I just couldn’t ask them. This man before me was so intimidating and I needed to avoid his cold glare. “This is your room as from today,” He pointed. His cold bass sent a shiver down my spine and I trembled like I was in a cold room. He smacked his lips and a smirk etched on the corner of his lips, but disappeared almost immediately as though it was never there, and his expression became dark and serious again. Immediately, I felt so self-conscious. His eyes squinted and I could feel his piercing gaze trailing my body. I shifted away from him and nestled in the corner of t
THBM EP 162~DOMINIC~I've lived my life on violence and adrenaline. I've always thrived for control and viewed the world through a red lens because crimson was my favorite purging method. Killing was the only way to satiate my demons and drive them back into that dark abyss whenever they resurfaced, and I loved every bit of it all until now.Until I had to watch that fucking crimson gush out of the one person I never wanted to see it from. Until I lost control over my own self and couldn't move and just fucking cried like a kid until I was thrown back into that burning house with my eyes wide open and legs rooted in place as I watched crimson streaming out of my two parents and still couldn't do anything.I've always thought I was heartless until it came to Alicia. There was an unbearable pain exploding somewhere behind my ribcage, eating and gnawing at the organ that pumps my blood in ruthless tugs.The fact that I couldn't save her kept scratching at my sanity in harsh tugs, leavin
THBM EP 161~DOMINIC~The past month had been a red mist, but I never knew that there was something darker than the red I saw, perceived, and ate through the entire month in the absence of Alicia. After I got that video from my brother last night, I spent the entire night at my office with Chris, rummaging through files, connecting dots, and trying to hack into the motherfucking private island of Desmond, but it just wasn't working, and it grated at my last nerve and sanity. My eyes turned bloodshot when I got a notification on my phone again at 3:50 A.M. this morning and it was another message from the blonde fucker.'I know you got my message yesterday baby brother, and I know you liked it. Now, I'm telling you that if you should stall for another hour before you get here, I'm gonna be shipping her battered corps to you or fly her out the country, marry her, and put my seeds in her, I'm still contemplating though, and you know you wouldn't want any of those, I'm going to ruin her an
THBM EP 160~ALICIA~"Wake the fuck up, muffin, because fuck yes, it is." He responded rigidly with a subtle hint of mockery. The creepy smirk on his lips dropped as his face took on a deadly edge, eyes looking dead and Frosty as he peered down at me. I wanted to beg him, I wanted to take back the deal, I wanted to yell at him, throw myself at him, take back my words, and do anything just to take back my words even if it meant selling myself to him, even if only as a slave, anything at all to thwart his treacherous intentions that I could see from those dark gray of his eyes but the words wouldn't form, the words just wouldn't leave the tip of my tongue no matter how hard I tried, no matter how hard I tried to ignore his intense, viscous scrutiny, to stomp on the tentacles of apprehension that gripped a blood-chilling hold of my throat, it just wasn't working and all I could do was breath in the harsh suffocating tension and the ominous doom that permeated the air, all I could feel wa
THBM EP 159~ALICIA~A harsh glow flashed across the darkness of my closed lids followed by a harsh throbbing on my forehead as I tried to unlatch my heavy lids. Slow and steady, I unlatched my lids and my breathing hitched as my eyes came in contact with a phone with long fingers wrapped around it. The sound of another flash echoed in the air, seeping into my bones and flooding my head and body with the images of last night.Shooing the queasy filling that rushed to the forefront of my aching scull, I pushed my weight off the bed with a low groan, wincing as I drew to a sitting position at the winching throb that gnawed at my core.A deep, husky chuckle filtered into my foggy ears, and my movements stilled as I processed the voice that resonated beside me. Yes, that was right, the camera and the fingers...shoot! I thought my head decided to toy with me with the fragment of the last thing I saw before passing out last night, but i was wrong. Whipping my head to the side, my eyes collid
THBM EP 158~DOMINIC~"It's Alicia again, no? I've told you to forget about that bitc-Urgh...Fuck!" Chris's words ended in a throaty groan, muffling into his throat the moment my foot landed on his jaw, sending him flying and crashing onto my table, Cuban, and a bottle of vodka. Dropping my leg that was still hung in midair, I twirled around, glared daggers down at him, then connected my foot that was engulfed in black leather shoes to his groin, causing him to groan louder as he curled up into a ball on the floor, hands clutching hard on his groin as he writhed in pain.Twirling around, I had barely taken my first step to leave the fucker on the floor for calling her a bitch, and yes, she was a fucking bitch for everything that she had done but I was the only one who was permitted to call her that, treat her like one, and kill her like one, and no one else and he knew this. I drew to an abrupt halt at the long fingers that gripped a rigid hold of my ankle. My jaw and fists clenched vi
THBM EP 157~DOMINIC~I had never been addicted to anything or anyone, so I never knew and expected how notoriously and nefariously painful withdrawal felt. How fucking restless I'd become if I lost a pet, how empty the house would feel, how cold it'd been all along before my little pet came along, how much I had slept and hoped to wake up the next day just to see that pretty little face that housed a small mouth that felt so fucking good around my cock. How much I would skitter down the road of destruction if the day ever came when I'd have to lose my pet, how berserk I'd go. Okay, I had a hunch, fine, it wasn't just a hunch, I felt it, I've had the fear because I knew, I've always known that I had lost the key to the door that led to the world I lived before Alicia came along, that my life would become void and empty without her, that I'd go extra miles to try to get her back, that things would skitter off the wrong edge where my power, my men, my strategies, my brain and techniques
Chapter 156~ALICIAL~My ears twitched at the sporadic sounds of gunshots as my eyes gleamed with mischief mixed with pain, bloodied teeth in display as my grin broadened, heels echoing loudly as she ran ahead of me, running zigzag like a fucking animal while I was the hunter, the tables had indeed turned, the predator had become the prey. "It's-its the edge already, Alicia...pl-please... don't do this-" she pleaded, looking like a gruesome Halloween costume, dagger plunged into her left eye, body battered and sliced all over, hands chopped off as she stood there, quivering like a leaf in a hurricane, pleading and pleading, running away from an inevitable doom that was me, who was hot on her heels."Halt!" I growled, Halting her feet that twirled around slowly."Keep running in that direction, Becky." I think I sounded soulless, and I loved every fucking bit of it. Her eyes bulged and she trembled vigorously, feet slowly skittering on the floor, reluctantly twirling around. Her wrecke
Chapter 155~AlICIA~My eyes broadened as I leaped backward from Becky as she lunged toward me with a speed that left her blurry, my nose flared as I breathed in the vicious lethality that permeated the air, my foot faltered on the floor and she caught me off guard with a sweep kick, sending me crashing to the floor with a loud, painful groan. My limbs grew weak and my head became a jumbled mess as I landed on the back of my head, darkness engulfed my vision and that familiar feeling of shutting down cladded my brain again but my eyes jerked open with a painful yelp at the weight that landed on my middle, my eyes blazed as Becky's face came into view. Dagger poised for a killing thrust to my face, my heartbeat accelerated in desperation, my veins bubbled with dread and an overwhelming surge of adrenaline rush as I growled like a caged mother beast, my hands lunged forward at the last second and I got hold of her wrists, hands trembling vigorously as I pushed back at the same viscous f
Chapter 154~ALICIA~"Are you going to rather fall off the rooftop than fight me? Could it be that you already know that either way would have the same result, dear stepmother?" I taunted wryly, chest heaving harshly as I went hot on Becky's heels, hair, and my long black leather coat that was draped over my black leather jumpsuit with multiple holsters at my hips that housed numerous daggers, knives, bullets, and a pair of guns aside from the one I gripped tightly on my right hand, swayed to the rhythm of the harsh wind that kissed my face, swatting my hair at my face and threatening to sweep my feet off the ground. My eyes narrowed and my lips twitched into a smug smirk as I watched the quivering woman who was on nothing but a pair of crimson red pants, a milk color top with a round neck, hair let down and falling in shriveling waves behind her, feet engulfed in a pair of milk color mildly high heels, drawing to an abrupt halt at my words, standing a few inches away from the edge of