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10: Massacre
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The Ganglord’s Girl 11: Trust
And just like that, I've become an employee they can trust.It's been two weeks since Jason's death and the Kellers have put me to work in another bar, a lounge they own. Well, when I say the Kellers I mean Damien, since he's the one who's in charge. Ethan mostly takes care of the financial aspects of the business or rather, businesses, and Theodora, well, I haven't quite figured out what it is she does. Still, I know more about them than I did when I first got here, and that's a bonus.I know they trust me and not only because Jason was a trusted employee. My display of loyalty in his office the day of the shooting really gave me an edge. I deliver letters, tons and tons of them. Basically, he hands me an envelope and I meet his driver, Thomas, outside. He drives me to wherever the location is, where I meet someone and deliver the letter. No words are exchanged. We go about our separate ways after.I didn't think this was how they communicated. From what I've heard, anything could be
The Ganglord’s Girl 12: Object
I peer at the dark building before us.There are many cars parked outside, and I can hear the music blasting from here. I don't have to be told that the Kellers own this establishment. It's one of their 'businesses'.Why would he bring me here? What kind of loyalty test am I expected to pass? I'm thinking of a million things at once. His driver parks the car and Ethan turns to me. "Your attire is inside. I'll show you." Attire? That means I'll have to dress up.They wouldn't make me strip, would they?Ethan doesn't show any ID at the door, so that confirms the fact that they own this place, too. I'm beginning to think they own half of the city. They have shares in multi-million dollar companies, wine bars, lounges, clubs. And it's all just the tip of the iceberg.Once we're inside, there's only one word that perfectly describes the scene before us: pandemonium. The music is loud. I've heard this song before, in a radio somewhere, but I can't remember the title. It's everything I thoug
The Ganglord’s Girl 13: Discussion
Damien is balls deep into Elizabeth when the phone rings.He's been expecting this phone call all day. He feels it in his gut that it's Oliveira confirming the meeting. He grabs her by the hips and thrusts harder and faster, just the way she likes it. Her moans are saturated with the kind of pleasure only he can give her, and he knows it.She wraps her legs around him, pulling him closer. Her long nails dig into the soft flesh of his tattooed back. She throws her head back in pure ecstasy, and all the while the phone keeps ringing. And ringing.He fists her soft, velvety hair. He buries his face in her fragrant neck. She groans, but doesn't complain. Her walls clench around his hard cock and she shudders. He spills inside of her with a guttural sound. She sucks his bottom lip and he shoves his tongue in her warm mouth. His grip on her thighs will definitely leave a bruise. The phone never stops fucking ringing."I've got to take this," he says to her. He picks up the phone just as she
The Ganglord’s Girl 14: Shame
I scrutinize my reflection in the mirror. I no longer recognize the person staring back at me. This can't be Amelia George. Amelia's wandering around somewhere, she left a while ago. Or rather, she stayed in that room with Mr. Pascual's hands on her tits. This is Yara Huxley, the girl that would do anything to please. The girl that doesn't exist.I've never felt this unclean before. I could roll around in mud and eat dog shit and I still wouldn't feel this way. It's the kind of dirt that soaks into the skin and embeds itself right beneath the surface. No amount of scrubbing will get it out. It's there for life, as a reminder of what I've done. What I let that man do to me.I'm in the lounge's bathroom. The job is done, the deal sealed. Or maybe it isn't, I wasn't paying enough attention. All I could do was stare as his hands rubbed circles on my skin. Every time he'd move his hand closer to my breasts or under my dress, I'd hold my breath. He went as far as touching my clit. And all
The Ganglord’s Girl 15: The Invitation
"Devon!" I say breathlessly with my hand over my erratic heart. "You scared the shit out of me!""Close the door," he commands.I do as he says. "What are you doing here in the dark? You're trying to give me a heart attack, aren't you?" I set my bag down on the couch. "How'd you even get in here?" I glance back at the door. "Did you pick the lock?"He gives me a once-over. I can guess how I must look in this satin red gown. "Where were you tonight?"My face grows bright red. I don't know if I'm embarrassed, ashamed or angry. A bit of all three, I think. "With Ethan Keller at a strip club. And before you ask, yes, this old man groped my breasts and caressed my thighs. And put his hand over my crotch. I did everything I had to do. I followed your orders."This appears to make him mad. "My orders? I never told you to do anything like that.""No, you just told me to do everything they wanted me to do and that's what I did, Devon." My voice cracks towards the end. I want to cry, but I hold
The Ganglord’s Girl 16: Party
"Amelia," Devon says when he answers the phone. "You know you're not supposed to call unless there's an emergency. Someone could be listening.""This is an emergency," I stop in front of a boutique. "Damien Keller invited me to his party. Personally."Devon's quiet for a good long while. "Fucking hell. I knew I could count on you. Where are you now?""At the mall. He gave me the day off so I could get ready." He also told me to ask Nora for the details. She hands me an invitation and the theme is gold. That's all it says. I guess that gives me an indication of what I'm supposed to wear. This is a formal event, and I need to dress accordingly."What do you need from me?""A dress. Accessories. I need to look presentable," I sigh. Then, I add, "He might not let me go if I'm dressed in rags."He lets out a frustrated sigh. "Fine. I'll organize some things and I'll call you back in exactly twenty minutes."I'm halfway done with my hot dog when he calls. It's been twenty-five minutes, actu
The Ganglord’s Girl 17: Savior
I incline my head in greeting.I can't imagine what the fuck it is this man wants from me. He's smiling at me like a fox and I can feel every hair on my body stand on end. Elizabeth has turned away from me and is now deep in conversation with the woman sitting beside her. I don't know why she detests me so; I'm just an employee. I'm sent on errands and I serve only as entertainment to their clients. I'm not a threat to anyone in this room.Or depending on how you look at it, I'm a threat to everyone."Huxley, sit with us." The only empty seat is beside Mr. Pascual. I should've recognized the dark, bushy hair. I would never have tried to get a better look at the man. I sit stiffly in the chair. He glances at me as I sit, but I don't meet his eyes.Damien says to Mr. Pascual, "How long will you be staying?""Oh," I feel him look at me. "With good company, I could stay much longer. Is that not so?"Damien raises his glass in acknowledgement.Meanwhile, I'm practically trembling. Having t
The Ganglord’s Girl 18: Guilt
When the Huxley girl leaves with Eduardo, Damien feels something deep inside him that he hasn't felt it a long time.Remorse.He invited her for a purpose, and that was to entertain Eduardo. He was well aware that she was not fond of the job, Ethan told him, but he couldn't afford to relieve her of these duties. Now with Theo determined to never entertain again, he has to find a permanent replacement. And Huxley is a perfect candidate. Well, not perfect, but suitable. So, he invited her to his party so she could keep Eduardo happy and out of his hair.But after seeing the pleading look in her eyes when he said Eduardo could accompany her to the bathroom, which was just an excuse to get away, he knew, something inside of him twisted around uncomfortably. She was both pleading and accusing him simultaneously, all with her eyes.Elizabeth touches his shoulder. "What's the matter with you? It's like you're not even enjoying yourself." He wasn't. He only threw these parties because Elizabe
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