Mr. Xander and Drake met at his home, Drake was shocked at what Mr. Xander was showing to him. He couldn't believe that Alpha Jay and Mr. Escobar were best of friends who helped each other. Alpha Jay was the one funding the Sex Slave camp, while Mr. Escobar was the one monitoring the operation at S.H.I.E.L.D. whenever Alpha Jay was out of the country. Mr. Xander revealed to him about Alpha Jay's involvement in Mrs. Jane's death. It sounded unreal to Drake, but the evidence he saw, was too true to doubt. Mr. Xander revealed to Drake Alpha Jay's latest plan, which was to kill Drake. Drake was shocked, with anger he left Mr. Xander's house and headed to Alpha Jay's house, he got in and without saying a word, he shot him four times, with two bullets at his head and two at his heart. Drake left his house and left the country that night. Xander was happy, now it remained Nicholas and his Deltas. Mrs. Jones took over the company and helped in rebuilding the company, through her re
" I command you to spread your legs for me, slave. " I growled tenderly, instilling fear In her. But she doesn't budge. She just sits there, back against my bed board. She's delicate as she's vulnerable. She only looks to be 5ft or less, her body slim, stiff and sweaty. Tonight she's dressed in a black see through transparent satin body wrap that shows off the white lingerie and white laced bra she's wearing. It was hard not to get turned on by the sight in front of me. I barely know this woman yet she shook me beyond depths. I instantly feel this magnetic pull towards her as soon as I step into the room. She was my slave, gifted to me by my grandfather and I could do anything I wanted with her, have all the sex I wanted with her till I got tired but there was just something different about this woman that leaves a question hanging off the back of my head. Her elfin face has a pointed chin that has a dimple on it, her heart shaped lips resembling a rose bud in the
Melanie Delevingne's P. O. V. Today was the day. Today was the day that I've been waiting for. The day that I finally get out of here. I've lived my entire life here until now, that I'm fully eighteen years old. Today we would be tested. This was the final test to complete our training. And we all knew what that was. We would he sent into rooms turn my turn to get our virginity broken. They said it was the best for us in order to be able to face the outside world. And I believed them. After losing my consciousness as a child and winding up here a couple of hours after my abduction from my mother's back, I've learned a lot and strived. Now we're getting dressed up in white dresses, getting lined up in a waiting room as we waited our turns to get fucked by the dirty pigs on this place. We were trained to be assasins and after the final combat which took place in the fighting ring last night, there's only a few numbers of us left. And we'd be dispatched tomorr
I was made to go wash myself and get dressed up in beautiful clothings. After that, I was walked back into the medical room where I'm made to sit on one of the beds for a quick check up.I still didn't know the nature of this mission and what I'm supposed too do with this Gregory Silverado man. Would he be sleeping with me or asking me to do his dirty jobs for him? Killing his counterparts, that he was very good at. A corrupt man."This is going to hurt a little bit, Melanie." the doctor says as he approaches me, a syringe full of some liquid in between his fingers."What's that?" I asked him, my eyes watching his movements." It's sedative." he replied. Before I could register what he said, there's a sharp pain my my arm as he injected me with the needle.Instantly, as the sedative speed through my bloodstream, I started feeling dizzy. My eyes are Getty heavy and my body getting weak.I tried to open my eyes but they were shutting faster. The last thing I remembered was falling over
Transylvania, Romania. Nikolas Silverado's P. O. V.Blinding lights like a lightening flash appears suddenly, enveloping everything within its proximity, eventually fading into a blazed shimmer or neon red. The smoke twisted in a sensual artistic way, forming curls in the gloom, illuminated only by the age-speckled bar lights.It instantly lifts the brooding mood and lit the room, hundreds of conversations in high pitched voices, all competing with the heavy rock music that dominated the atmosphere.The rancid smell of smoke, whisky and wine coated my nostrils, a jangle of voice strung off the wall like soothing piano chords. As I wind my way through the warm bodies, my scowl getting deeper and deeper as the growls escaped my lips, all I could think about was my father setting me up Ina place like this.Yes I liked alcohol and I like women. A lot. I loved their naked bodies pressed up against me, my hands measuring the fullness of their bossom. But my grandfather was o
Nikolas Silverado's P.O.VI became tensed, her gaze traveled around my body, she looked like someone who has been deprived of pleasure.I walked back to the door to chitchat with my grandfather, but the old man had locked the door.She remained still with her gaze fixed on me, she didn't look timid.I stood and watched her keenly not knowing what to do or what to say.She had a great physique, she got the curve I wanted in a woman.From the mirror behind her, I could see her bosom, they were perfect just like I wanted them.Her butts weren't too large, and neither were they small and gush she was damn beautiful.We maintained eye contact for a few seconds before I decided to break the silence.I drew the wooden chair close to me, and sat on it, "Who are you and what are you doing here?", I asked tucking my cigarettes into my mouth.She remained mute, I perceived she was deaf because no woman dear keeps me silent if I engage them in a discussion.I lit my cigarettes and walked towards
My heartbeat increased, at his response."What did you find about them", I asked, sitting on my bed."We found some data that matched that of your mom and sister, but we aren't sure if they are the one", he replied. "Get to work now and dig more into it", I said and hung up.My temperature increased, and if there was anything I needed apart from finding my mate was finding my family.Grandpa never told me anything about them there's no picture of them in his empire, all aged workers who had worked for my grandfather refused to disclose anything information to me.But during one of those visits, I broke into one of the worker's houses and found an old picture of me, when I was little with my parent and elder sister.And since then, I have kept the picture, because it reminds me of my family, and I wish to meet them someday.I shook off the thought and took off my clothes, I walked took the back door which led to my pool.I dive into the pool and swam for thirty minutes, and came out i
Melanie's P.O.V His house was so huge and beautiful, and most of the furniture and gadget in his room were gold, he must be a very rich man, I reasoned within me. I gazed around the room, looking for his picture or that of his family, but I found none, which was odd. The thought of me being kidnapped ran through my mind, and to think that I got into the family that made my childhood miserable sent shivers down my spine. What does he want and why did he bring me into his son's life, did he bring me for the purpose of being a sex slave of his son's personal assassin? My mind was troubled, though the thought of finally having the opportunity to kill Escobar, yet I was afraid of what he had in store for me. In the sex slave market, I heard about how he killed his agent and the people he had put in charge to ensure the smooth running of the sex slave business. Everyone feared him because he can't be predicted, he does his things in a way that seems unbelievable. My eyes became tear