With the help of everyone in Owen's team, his superiors, and field agents, the case with Reynard Mayer was finally solved. But Owen could not join his team when they were about to corner and capture the criminal who had caused a few individuals' death. Some were murdered, like Nathan Twain, Izzy's dad, and some had committed suicide in so much depression.
Owen was with Izzy the whole time their team was doing the raid, but not because Izzy was not feeling well. It was part of Owen's cover to stay unknown because aside from Reynard Mayer, there are still the other identities on the narcotics criminals' list that had not been captured and put behind bars. And since Owen was with Izzy, he helped her get and feel better. Owen became Izzy's nurse, a babysitter, and everything she could not manage on her own. But he also kept monitoring their surroundings to see if the men who were after Izzy were still waiting outside Debra's house and on the streets. Owen was stillA few months later…“Hey, Bugbear!” Izzy called Owen in a hushed tone.They were walking in a library hallway when Izzy asked for Owen’s help to find a book on Marketing. She is taking evening and online classes to get her degree in Business Management while learning to run her dad’s business on hand with the help of Kinsley and Attorney James. She also had to tell Owen everything about her, which not much were unknown to Owen. And she asked Owen to be by her side as her bodyguard when once again, Owen saved her life from Reynard Mayer’s wife, Brenda Mayer, who stealthily ambushed Izzy by the front door of their Laundry building holding a gun.Brenda wanted to get a closer shot to make sure she hit the person as her target, but Owen’s reflexes beat Brenda’s moves, and Owen pulled Izzy to stand behind him while he kicked the shooter’s hand to change the directionality of the bullet if she pulls the tr
“It so happened I am feeling horny tonight as well,” Izzy pulled to tug Owen closer to her by his belt buckle. “Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I felt like wanting a big cock shoving right into my tight, wet, and still teenage pussy,” she lasciviously winked at Owen while her hands were busy unbuckling his belt.“Are you sure about this?” Owen asked in a hushed tone. He could not deny every word Izzy was saying because they were all correct or maybe more than accurate.“Just shut up and kiss me, Bugbear,” Izzy hissed.Owen hesitantly complied, but when their lips, his hesitations flew out the window with how intimate her kisses claimed his lips. It felt eager, hurried, and wanting more than he could have had imagined. The kiss became torrid, searching and demanding an equal response, which Owen did not deny Izzy.He held the girl’s nape and neck to kiss her deeply. He
It was the same with Kieran James. He was a few times bar exam-taker before he became a lawyer. His wife kept supporting him, but most people around him seemed to mock him and laugh at him behind his back. Until they became bolder to mock him face to face and belittled him to no end. And due to this, he almost lost his courage and confidence in doing what he loved to do because he believed he was best at it.Nathan crossed paths with him when he filed for divorce, and his ex-wife would not sign the divorce papers. Nathan trusted Kieran, and it boosted his self-esteem. With all his knowledge, enthusiasm, and eagerness to help Nathan be free from his wicked wife, Kieran defended and helped Nathan win the case of divorcing his wife with nothing of his property being shared. She left before Nathan had everything he owned. And she was already living with another man, which was considered cheating or infidelity.Nathan had always been a good man, but it also made his lif
Claiming her lips in a heated kiss, Owen held Izzy close to him and turned them around. Now, Izzy was the one leaning, with her back to the pool table. Owen lifted her to sit her butt on the table. Izzy’s legs wrapped around Owen’s legs to keep him close while their kisses continued. She had prepared her mind, body, and soul for Owen to devour her as he said he might not be gentle. She was actually hoping he would be a little rough.As crazy as it may sound, Izzy wanted to test her limits. She felt like having a try on which would fit her taste. Would she like it gentle, or would she like it done otherwise? She saw some women enjoying it this way. She wanted to find out what difference they make.But she doesn’t want total submission.Izzy was confident to try it with Owen. She believes in her instincts that said Owen would not intentionally hurt or harm her. She was confident that even without using violence, Owen could grant her h
“Ohhhh… My Bugbear Owen…” Izzy moaned as she felt his hard cock gently paving its way into her magical cave of gratifying pleasure.Owen could not be rough even if he wanted to. Or maybe not just yet, as he needed his girth inside her warmth desperately. He still had to make Izzy’s pussy walls used to his size and length before he could swiftly slam in and out of her pulsating core despite how incredibly wet she already was. Her juices coated his cock, and it clearly showed the exact mark of how his shaft had gotten inside her.“Oh, Bugbear… You’re so deep inside me,” Izzy moaned.She could feel his cock slowly penetrating her. Owen was standing with his height so tall, the pool table’s top was only up to the middle of his thighs, and his cock was pointing upward in its erected form. Hitting directly at Izzy’s G-spot every time, it would thrust in with his shallow movements.
Still weakened from another mind-blowing orgasm that she just had, Izzy was laid flat on her back with her legs folded, and Owen was holding her thighs to pull her closer to him by the end side of the bed with its height only a little above his knee.Owen held the back of Izzy’s knees and aimed his throbbing cock into her wet pink pussy.“Ohhhh… I love that big cock you have, Bugbear….” Izzy moaned; her voice had gone hoarse.Owen held his cock below its crown and rubbed it on Izzy’s slit, brushing it all over her mound, then pressed and wiggled it on Izzy’s clit. She jerked and moaned softly, holding her voice not to be too loud. Her breathing hitched as she felt his cock slowly digging in and out of her creamy pussy walls. Owen could feel Izzy had adjusted to his size, and he could bury his cock all the way in her love cave, but he wanted to savor the euphoric feeling of his cock rubbing her tight walls. No mat
Owen did not move other than holding Izzy’s ankles in his hands and slightly raising them in his hold in the air, and rocking his pelvis to continue. Her head was almost by the end of the bed. It drops off the bed when she thrashes her head backward at the intense sensation she would feel from Owen’s every thrust. Making her body more be stiffened as she pulled he head up so as not to drop it off the bed. “Oh, baby…” Owen groaned as the feeling of his cock rubbing on Izzy’s upper walls added to his great delight.The feeling of his girth sawing into Izzy’s straitened core was making her feel him bigger. It heightened the tingles of the way it brushed on Izzy’s G-spots. The more Owen would pull her ankles toward his head’s direction, Izzy’s body would rock ba
“Drop it, right now!” A stern voice of a woman startled the group of youngsters who were making fun of a girl; crouching her body in the brick wall of a dark alleyway. The leader of the boys chose to ignore the warning. He was about to slap the girl while speaking with mockery.“Because of you, we have one more to have fun with,” he said as he lifted his right hand. But before it landed anywhere on the victim’s body, he shrieked in great pain. The woman randomly picked a stone on the ground and throw it toward the oppressing young man. The stone landed on the back of his hand, creating a sharp pain.“Fuck!” The young man cursed as he turned around. Only to see a manly figure. He turned his head side by side, checking his surroundings. He was sure he heard a woman’s voice. But his eyes saw a tall, fit, clean-cut hair styled, a manly-looking person wearing all black clothes and military-like boots, standing like a God, proud and exceedingly confiden
“What’s wrong? What happened?” Mavie asked, baffled as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and he cried pitifully. Mavie looked at the patient on the bed, there was nothing unusual. His heartbeat was normal, and he looked just the way he used to be a coma patient. “What is going on? Please tell me….” Mavie answered assuringly. Trying to calm her Master to the best of her ability. She was also starting to feel scared because she had never seen this brave man act the way he was at that moment. Judas told her everything that he had seen his grandpa did except the part where he mentioned Mavie as his girl. But as he tried to ask again to show Mavie, the old man on the bed did nothing similar to what Judas was excitedly telling Mavie. “Mister Dinero, it’s me, Mavie. Do you recognize me?” Mavie asked casually, speaking to her patient like she would usually do. But the patient’s eyes did not move like Judas said they did. They tried again. Nothing. “I asked him a few q
As for Mavie, she was actually brave only because she knew some of her Master's men were around to protect her. But she was not going to rely everything on them. She will fight on her own if someone comes trying to bring her down. Mavie admits that her bravery was also because she was more than confident that her Master was not going to let her be bullied other than him. Like Judas would tell her most of the time; "You are my slave. I am your only Master. No one is allowed to order you around other than me. Not even a bully aside from me."So she did not fear to act accordingly, protecting herself when someone tried to intimidate her with violence. But she did not want to let the matter get worse. Mavie tried to deal with what happened in her own way."Mister Ray, please do not tell my Master about what happened today. I don't want him to get mad or worry about me. He already has so much to handle. I do not wish to add to the things that would bother him about me."Mavie begged Ray o
Days went on. Days became weeks. Weeks turned to months, and months became a year. A lot of things happened. Joaquin Dinero, Mavie's patient, passed away in his nap with Judas and Mavie right beside him. His body had seemed to reject the medications, and in Judas' dreams, his grandpa spoke to him that he was too tired and wanted to join his wife in peace. Ever since then, the grandson was torn between the sadness to let his grandpa go, and another sorrow that he was refusing to grant the last, one and only wish the old man seemed to have asked of Judas, the grandson. It was not even a wish done like every ordinary people would do. It was like asking Judas to let his grandfather die. And the way of asking such a wish was through a dream which Judas could not find in his heart to fully believe until he realized that every medical procedure and treatment they tried to provide the old Dinero did not seem to have any positive effect. But, of course, the grandson did not give up. Mav
Mavie did not want to disobey her employer so she ate the oatmeal although she was not a fan of eating it. She had to take some meds to get better very soon so she could do her tasks, and so she did everything her Master had ordered her. The medicine had an effect to make her feel sleepy so even if she did not want to sleep, thinking it was rude when her employer was around, her body was not able to fight against the medicine’s effect. Without her knowing, she had a good sleep and rested, when she woke up, she felt way much better. It was almost like she had never had any cramps earlier that day. “What are you doing?” Judas asked when he heard some noises from the kitchen while he was checking the monitors all around the house, his and his grandpa’s, his business building, and everything that was going on in his operations. By having an eye directly able to see everything in and out of his business establishments, Judas can easily handle problems even when he is afar. “Ahmm, I am s
Just as Judas had ordered, the lady doctor was able to speak with Ray, but the doctor suggested that the patient be brought to the hospital for a proper check-up. “At the clinic, we have everything we might need in order to make sure everything is accurate, unlike when we do it on house calls. It would be best to have her womb checked through an abdominal or vaginal ultrasound.” Ray relayed the message to his boss. Judas was silent for a while. He had to think of a way to keep everything in safety. There were a few things Judas had to consider whatever he might decide to do in his predicament. “Ray, I want you to check who gave me the first call with an unregistered number today. Can we make it quick? I want to bring Mavie to the hospital, but I am worried about leaving grandpa behind,” Judas stated with a dark face. Ray knew that look. As the assistant for the mafia don for quite a while now, he had learned to read between the lines, hear unspoken statements, and read his boss’ m
"Master….?" Mavie called out softly. Mavie was not so sure she was allowed to address the man the way they had agreed. She was confused if their arrangement also applied while she was on work duty or on the weekdays, now that they both realized they were also employee and employer aside from being slave and Master. But calling the man master was not something she felt awkward about at all, so when she noticed the man did not seem to mind her way of addressing him, Mavie continued to ask what she had in her thoughts. "How was the result from the test we did last Sunday with the doctor?" Judas was not sure if this girl was playing a silly game or if she was really unaware of such facts about the human reproductive system. But when he looked at Mavie's frail mien, Judas' gaze lowered and continued to clean his grandpa's teeth and gums with the soft and wet cloth. Just the way he saw on the security surveillance camera how Mavie would do such tasks of keeping the patient feeling fresh
“Master….?” Mavie did not expect to see the man, but instead of surprise, a faint smile was visible on her face. If there was someone Mavie wished to see at the very moment, it was no other than this person. The only person she had been thinking of with so much longing to see again, spend time with, no matter what reasons fate had to bring them together. “Master, is it really you?” Mavie asked again but in a soft whisper. Judas had so many scenes played in his mind of how this moment would turn out to be in reality to have a slight idea; if he cannot be accurate, so he would know how to explain and clarify his identity to Mavie. He had expected her to be surprised, first of all. If not, she should be scared o upset, but among all the possibilities his mind had conceived, Judas was baffled to see an exact opposite to what he had supposed Mavie would have reacted. “I had hoped the names of my slave and the hired carer for my grandpa would be one and the same person,” Judas hid his a
Ray started to check the packaging label of the item. He had a picture from Mavie’s stocks and the products that were on the racks. “They have the same packaging, right?” Ray held the pack and showed it to Judas. “This item is the same as the one in this picture, right, boss?”The cashier was watching the only customers he had in the store in the wee hours of the night; two men, as they chose items on the shelves. The store worker was not confident to walk closer and offer his assistance because he noticed they were on a section he was not very knowledgeable about. He was a man, after all, so he did not know much about sanitary pads. He was confident he could assist them, but only if they wanted to pay for their purchases. Because f they were going to ask anything else about the item, the worker was not ready to answer any questions. But if they still chose to approach him, he would just tell them to check the prints on the packaging. That’s all he could to help. Soon enough, two da
Ray was startled when he noticed his boss got into a car parked right outside the gates. Judas had ordered one of his men to bring a vehicle outside his gates and had its engine started because he would be leaving soon. And it was right where Judas asked it to be when they walked out of his grandpa's house. "Boss…?" Ray called for Judas' attention with hesitations. "What?" Judas asked as he fastened his seatbelt, seated right next to Ray, who was sitting behind the wheels. "I'm going to buy the pads and a serving of warm porridge. You can take your rest. I can handle this," Ray answered cautiously. "I have no doubt you can. I am even amazed you don't seem bothered that you are going to buy such items for a woman. Personal, if I may add," Judas said casually. "I don't think you're that kind of guy…." Judas could not say his words exactly. The Mafia Don was also cautious not to offend Ray's feelings if he happened to be wrong in his thoughts. They do not have much of an age differe