Damien We pulled up in front of the club, the neon lights casting a colorful glow on the car. I glanced at Alison, who shot me a confused look. "What's wrong?" I asked, smirking at her reaction. "Are we... really doing this?" she asked, her voice filled with hesitation. I leaned over the console and gave her a grin. "We had a successful mission. Time to celebrate, don't you think?" Her eyebrows furrowed, but she didn’t protest further. I stepped out of the car, moving around to her side, and opened the door. She hesitated for a moment, eyeing the club like it might bite. I could tell she wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea, but I wasn’t about to let her off that easy. “Come on, Alison,” I said, offering her my hand. “Let’s go have some fun.” Reluctantly, she slid out of the car and followed me inside. The club was alive with energy. Music pulsed through the air, and the lights flickered in a chaotic rhythm, illuminating the bodies that moved in sync with the bea
I Alison My eyes fell on the drink I was once nursing avoiding Damien’s alluring stare. Once again, Damien had messed with my mind. It was almost like I was stuck in a loop, constantly coming close to something with Damien, but never really crossing the line. That moment, just before he leaned in to kiss me, left me yearning for more. But it wasn’t just that. It wasn’t just his touch or the way his presence seemed to consume me. It was everything. It was the tension between us, the way he could completely control the situation. Sighing, I let myself collapse into the seat, my hand resting on my lap. Damien, noticing my frustration, turned his head to look at me. That sly grin crept onto his face, the one that seemed to make him look so infuriatingly in control of everything. "What’s wrong?" he asked, in a calm voice. Almost too calm. The nerve of him, acting like nothing had happened. Just like what he did when he fucked Gemma in front of me. I wanted to scream at him
Damien The hours felt like they dragged on as I sat at the bar. I hadn't seen Alison for a while, and I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong. I tried to convince myself that maybe I was just overthinking things, but I couldn’t get rid of that restless feeling within me. Where was she? And why was she taking too long?I stood up abruptly, tossing a few bills on the counter, not bothering to finish my drink. I needed to find her. I pushed through the crowd and made my way toward the restroom area, hoping to catch a glimpse of her, but there was no sign of her anywhere. I approached a lady coming out of the bathroom stall. “Excuse me,” I said, trying to remain calm, “Have you seen a woman about this tall? Long hair, wearing a dark dress?” I gave her the most detailed description I could muster. She looked at me, furrowing her brow, and shook her head. “Sorry, no one like that.” I raised up my brow, not convinced by her words. “Are you sure? She was with me
Alison I felt a sharp pain at the back of my head as my eyes fluttered open. The world around me was blurry at first, but as my vision cleared, I realized I was in an unfamiliar room. My arms were numb, and when I tried to move, I felt the rough bite of ropes cutting into my wrists. I was tied to a chair. I blinked hard, forcing myself to focus. Then my eyes landed on Hugh. He stood in front of me with a stern expression. For a moment, I didn’t know if I was still dreaming, if maybe this was some horrible nightmare I was about to wake up from. But the cold metal of the chair beneath me and the tight restraints around my wrists told me this was very real. I swallowed hard. “Why am I here?” Hugh smirked and took a slow step forward. “You don’t know?” I shook my head, refusing to let the fear show. “No.” “Well,” he said, pulling out a gun and leveling it at my face, “you’re about to find out.” My pulse skyrocketed, my breath hitching as I stared down the barrel of the gun. Hu
Damien I left the room the moment I was sure Alison was asleep. The tension in my body hadn’t eased, as I still thought about Hugh and what had transpired between us.At this point, my mind was fueled by frustration and anger. I needed a drink. As I headed down to my wine cellar, I barely made it halfway before Hugh stepped out of the shadows, blocking my path. I clenched my jaw. “Not in the mood, Hugh.” He didn’t move, and that made me even more angry.“I don’t want to talk to you.” I declared.“Stop acting like a fucking child!” Hugh said and my eyes widened.“Says the man that acted in a crazed manner.” I groaned and Hugh seemed to take my words to heart because I noticed as. His expression went from neutral to angry.“If anyone was to hear what I did they would commend my actions,” Hugh said. “I acted like a true mafia leader.”“You took matters into your own hands there’s nothing true about that .” Hugh crossed his arms. “I did what was necessary.” I let out a bitter laugh.
Alison My heart was still pounding, and my mind kept replaying what happened some seconds ago. It was as if I was stuck in a loop.The feeling of Damien’s hands on mine drew me out of my thoughts. He held my hands which was bleeding, staring closely at it.He muttered some words to himself then he moved towards the drawer, pulling out a first aid kit.His hands were gentle as he wrapped a bandage around my hand.“Hold still!” He instructed.I noticed that his eyes had darkened and he looked like he wanted to hurt whoever had attacked me. Maybe it was all in my head. “I shouldn’t have left you alone,” Damien said in a low tone. I was about to speak but he beat it to you. “Do you know who is behind it? Were you able to see the person’s face?”“I—I wasn’t,” I admitted. “Like I had told you some seconds ago the person was wearing a hoodie and when I yelled he ran out.” Before Damien could respond, the door swung open, and Hugh stepped inside. Damien turned to face him, his entire b
Damien I stared at Alison, her words still ringing in my ears. “Fuck me.” For a moment, I was frozen. Then, without thinking, I grabbed her and kissed her. Hard. She gasped into my mouth, her hands fisting my shirt. I deepened the kiss, pulling her closer.I didn’t know what came over me—maybe it was the way she looked at me, maybe it was the way her body pressed against mine—but I couldn’t stop. “Damien!” The voices in my head called out trying to scold me. “This isn’t part of the plan.”I didn’t fucking listen. I just wanted Alison.My hands roamed down her back, tracing her skin, and slipping under her shirt. She arched against me, moaning softly. My fingers skimmed her thigh, pushing higher until I touched her panties.She was wet! I didn’t hesitate to slip my fingers into her folds as I pulled her panties aside.“Damien!” She moaned and the sound of her voice only fueled my desire. I thrust faster, and as my eyes locked onto hers I could see the lust in her eyes grow.“Fuc
Damien I sat in my study, my fingers drumming against the desk as one of my men spoke. “His name is Willis Archer.” I glanced up. “Archer?” He nodded. “Yeah. The only son of Jacob Archer—the famous drug dealer.” I leaned back in my chair. “Jacob Archer died in a fire years ago. I remember it clearly. His wife and son were in the car.” “Turns out the son survived,” he said. “And now he’s here. He moved into the city a week ago. He’s staying at a motel near the mansion.” I exhaled sharply. Jacob Archer. That name hadn’t crossed my mind in years. Mr. Archer and my uncle had been close once. They did business together. I had met him a handful of times. But when he tried to double-cross my uncle, that was the end of it. My uncle cut him off, and not long after that, the fire happened. I thought that was the end of the Archer family. Clearly, I was wrong. “Did you find out who he’s working with?” I asked. The man shook his head. “Not yet. But I’ll dig deeper.” “Good. I
Alison The soft beeping of the monitor was the first thing I heard. It echoed in the quiet room, and that sound pulled me back from the darkness. I blinked, my eyes adjusting to the white ceiling above me. I was in a hospital. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my side. My hand reached instinctively to the source and I winced. Then everything came rushing back. The gunshot. Edwardo. The pain. I gasped, my heart racing. Damien. Where was Damien? Was he hurt? Was he alive? The last thing I remembered was Raul’s face before everything went black. My thoughts were spinning when the door opened. A doctor walked in, clipboard in hand, a small, relieved smile on his face. “Mrs. Jones,” he said gently. “You’re awake. That’s good.” I looked at him, my throat dry. “How long… how long have I been here?” “A day,” he replied, walking to the side of my bed. He checked the IV drip, adjusted a few wires, and then looked back at me. “You’re stable now. You’ll be able to go h
Damien The minute the elevator door slid open with a metallic hiss, my eyes locked onto Edwardo. He stood there like a ghost from a nightmare, arms folded, a smug grin tugging at his scarred lips.“Well, well,” he said, with a bitter tone. “Long time no see, Damien.”My brows furrowed in disgust. I took a slow step forward. “Get out of my way, Edwardo. Or else.”He chuckled. “Or else what? You gonna shoot me right here, man?”Without a word, I nodded. His smile faded just a bit, but he held his ground.“You wouldn’t dare,” he said, stepping closer. “You shoot me, and you're finished. You’re gonna regret that.”“I don’t regret anything,” I growled.In one smooth motion, he reached inside his coat and pulled out his gun. I didn’t flinch. I drew mine too, with a steady hand and a raging heart.Edwardo smirked. “When I finally kill you, you’re going to end up with your woman in hell.”My heart slammed against my ribs. “Don’t you dare mention her?”“Why shouldn’t I? Don’t I have the right
Damien I followed Aiden closely, never letting him out of my sight.He was fast, pushing through the deeper part of the building, but I stayed on his heels. My footsteps echoed behind him. My heart pounded with anger which had clearly blinded me.“You’re not getting out of here easily,” I warned, with a growl in my voice. “This is your last day on earth.”Aiden laughed without even turning around. “You think your stupid little plan is going to work?” he shouted back. “I promise you, brother, you and that fucked-up wife of mine just dug your own grave.”I gritted my teeth. “You don’t get to call her that.”He laughed again. “I don’t regret a damn thing.”“You know what amuses me in all this is that I didn’t see through her facade. I should have discovered that there was no way that she could have made you fall in love without you trapping her with your charms. I blame that on myself. If I had known earlier I wouldn’t have welcomed her back to my home I would have killed her on the spo
Alison I took a deep breath and stepped forward.My heels clicked against the floor as I made my way toward the stage. It wasn’t a long walk, but it felt like the longest I’d ever taken. My heart pounded inside my chest. Every step felt heavy like I was walking through water.The crowd’s chatter dimmed as I got closer. When I finally climbed the steps and stepped onto the podium, the bright lights hit my face. I blinked against them but didn’t stop. My eyes found Aiden’s immediately.He was confused. He didn’t know what to do at that point and weirdly so did I.He mouthed something and when I didn’t leave he used my lack of obedience as an opportunity to swoon some of the people who were definitely doubting him after that protest happened.Then Damien’s voice came through the earpiece in my ear. “That’s my girl,” he said. “You’ve got this. Remember act according to the plan.”I swallowed the lump in my throat. My hands were slightly shaking, but I didn’t let it weigh me down. Not n
DamienThe day of Aiden’s downfall had finally arrived.I stared at myself in the mirror, the blood in my veins pumping faster than ever. My heart was racing, adrenaline rushing like a current. A coy smile stretched across my lips as I straightened the collar of my suit, then turned slightly to Alison.“Are you ready?” I asked.She gave a firm nod. “I’ve been ready.”We were both dressed in the disguises Raul had given us. Alison looked unrecognizable in her elegant red gown, with a lace mask hiding half her face. Her hair was styled perfectly, giving her the look of a high-society socialite. I wore a matching tux with a half-mask that gave me the air of someone powerful, someone untouchable.Moments later, Raul entered the room, fully geared and focused. “Let’s go. Time is ticking.”We didn’t hesitate. We followed him down the hallway and out of the safehouse. My steps slowed a little as we reached the staircase—my mind was racing again.The past two days had been torture. Hernando’s
Damien “I need you to choose between me or the gang!” Immediately those words left Alison’s mouth, I felt like a tornado was wrecking through every thought in my mind.I turned slowly, eyes narrowing in disbelief. “What?” I asked, almost not believing what I’d just heard.Alison stood a few feet away from me, arms crossed tightly across her chest. Her eyes were glassy, her lips pressed together, and her jaw trembled like she was holding back everything just to stay upright.“I said…” she swallowed hard, “…I need you to choose. Me, or this life filled with blood and danger.”I stared at her, stunned. “Why are you talking like this?”“Because I’m scared, Damien.” Her voice cracked. “I’m terrified of waking up and finding out you’ve been shot, or ambushed, or… or worse. You think I don’t see what’s happening? Every time you walk out that door, I don’t know if you’re coming back. This is the only way I know how to keep you.”“You’re giving me an ultimatum.” I shook my head. I felt like
Damien I stepped into the camera store with my cap pulled low, huffing my face perfectly. The inside smelled like old wires. A young man stood behind the desk, distractedly scrolling on a tablet. He looked up, mildly alarmed by my sudden presence.“I’m looking for your manager,” I said, voice cold, even.He blinked. “Uh... he’s not around right now.”I glanced through the window, where a black SUV I recognized from surveillance was parked out front. I turned back to him slowly.“Funny,” I said, cocking my head. “His SUV is outside.”“He... he left the car. He’s somewhere—” he stammered, but I cut him off. I pulled out my gun, the cold steel gleaming under the shop’s LED lighting.“I’m not going to ask again. Get your manager. Or I’ll paint this floor with your brains.”The guy went white. He swallowed hard and nodded, lips sealed in fear as he hurried through a side door. I turned and paced the store, scanning shelves lined with digital surveillance gear—HD cams, bugs, motion detect
Alison Damien grabbed my ankles with his gigantic hands and pulled me to him. Resting my legs on his shoulders, he took his cock in hand and smacked it against the lips of my vagina. ‘Damien.’ I moaned and before that word could fully leave my mouth. He pushed his thick cock around my crotch, wetting himself with my juices.In one hard move, he shoved it in. And that act made me lose my mind.I gasped out in pleasure as Damien buried himself deep inside of me. Thrusting slowly before speeding up his tempo. He was pounding into me with a rhythm movement, his dark eyes staring deeply into mine.“Fuck!” He muttered as I arched my pussy against him, moaning and groaning. After a moment, Damien pulled back. I grunted hating the fact that he had stopped the joy ride just as I was about to complain he guided his dick toward my vagina, in a fast motion.I could feel his dick stretching my pussy wide, deepening my pussy, his hard strokes increasing as he buried himself in my warm wetness.
Damien I sat alone on the balcony, elbows resting on the cool iron railing. The night breeze brushed against my skin, in a swift motion, carrying with it the smell of the great outdoors and fresh rain that had fallen earlier. Lights flickered in the distance, scattered across the skyline like dying stars. Below, the bushes danced to the sound of the winds and I could hear the sound of crickets. At first, it was a bit annoying but seconds later I got used to it.Phase two of the plan was unfolding exactly the way we had intended.The whole city now thought Aiden had lost his mind. And in many ways, he had.Earlier today, we had managed to get Aiden on the line. He was jumpy—his voice quick and uneven as he responded to Eddy’s calm instructions. We told him we were planning to burn his office down, along with a few buildings nearby. Just enough damage to make it look like total chaos was coming.The moment Eddy passed the message to Aiden, everything spiraled. The so-called “Mayor