Natalia’s eyes burned with disappointment and fury as she looked down at her son.
"How could you be so pathetic?" she said, her voice cold and cutting.
"You have everything... power, status, a future most people can only dream of... and you threw it all away for this? For a disgusting, selfish fetish? You tried to destroy an innocent man just to satisfy your twisted curiosity."
She shook her head, her voice filled with bitter regret.
"I thought I was raising my son to be a real man, far away from his father’s disgusting nature... but I was mistaken. How long can filth stay away from filth?"
Marcus lay there stunned, his cheek burning from the slap. His mother had never hit him before. Never.
Anger flashed across his face as he looked up at her, his voice filled with pain and defiance.
"What did I do wrong?" he rasped. "So what if I framed a few pathetic losers? Didn’t you always tell me to live how I desire... to take what I want?"
Natalia’s eyes flashed with fury. Without hesitation, she slapped him again, harder this time.
"You still haven’t learned your lesson, have you?" she said, her voice cold and sharp. "All those teachings from your father and me have gone to waste on you. You only heard the part that suited your disgusting desires."
She looked down at him with contempt, her voice filled with bitter disappointment.
"What your father and I thought and did to secure our family, your future... I even went as far as manipulating Sophia to let her fall for you. Why would a Blackwood even care about you, let alone bee your girlfriend? And what did you do with that? You used her for your own disgusting fantasy. A Blackwood? Do you even understand what a Blackwood represents?"
She shook her head, her voice growing colder.
"What could happen to you and our family if they even got a whiff of it? But no, how could you think of all that? You only think with your dick... or I don’t know from where?"
Marcus’s face grew grave as he realized the full weight of his actions. The arrogance that had blinded him was crumbling, leaving only the terrifying reality of how close he had e to destroying everything.
Natalia’s voice dripped with contempt as she delivered the final blow.
"Sophia did the right thing by throwing you away like the trash you are. How can someone accept their own man sending them to seduce other men?"
Natalia paused, her voice cold as she added, "You just hope that Sophia didn’t say anything to anyone."
With that, she turned around and walked back to the bed, her naked body still flushed from Alex’s touch.
Marcus broke down pletely. Tears streamed down his bloodied face as the full weight of his actions crashed over him. He started crying openly, his voice choked with regret.
"I’m sorry, Mother... I was wrong... It’s all my fault... Please forgive me..."
His broken sobs echoed in the room, the once-proud heir of the Steele family reduced to a pathetic, weeping mess on the floor.
Alex sat on the edge of the bed, watching the mother-son drama unfold with a satisfied, amused smile.
"What a pathetic piece of shit," he muttered, clearly enjoying the sight.
Natalia walked to the edge of the bed, her naked body still flushed. She looked at Alex, her expression not softening... still burning with anger and defiance.
"You must have enjoyed the show," she said, her voice laced with irony. "Are you satisfied with this much revenge, or...?"
Before she could plete her sentence, Alex grabbed her waist and pulled her into a fierce kiss. Natalia gasped into his mouth, but within seconds she was responding aggressively, her hands grabbing his face as she devoured his lips with raw, unrestrained hunger.
The kiss was deep, desperate, and shameless, her tongue invading his mouth as if she wanted to consume him pletely.
Alex broke the kiss for a moment, his lips brushing against hers as he whispered.
"You already gave me the best show I could have asked for..."
"And do I really need to do anything else for such a pathetic excuse?" he said, his voice low and mocking. "I don’t need to make trouble for myself to take revenge on someone so worthless."
He leaned in closer, whispering mockingly into Natalia’s ear.
"I only came here because someone has been dying to get my dick inside them... and the promise that I could do it right in front of her own son... I just couldn’t resist it."
Natalia only smiled at his words, her eyes sparkling with dark desire as she remembered her actions over the last two weeks.
"What are you waiting for then?" she whispered back, her voice husky and tempting. "Take what you want... ruin me right here, right now."
Then they joined their lips again, and this time their kiss remained locked for a long time... passionate, intense, and pletely ignoring the broken man on the floor.
Marcus watched the scene unfold in front of him, helpless and powerless. He couldn’t scream. He couldn’t shout. He could only watch as his mother gave herself pletely to his greatest enemy. And this time, he was the one who had thrown her into his arms.
***
Alex took her to the bed, laying her down on her back.
Natalia looked up at him eagerly, spreading her legs as wide as she could, her dripping pussy pletely exposed and ready for him.
"Don’t wait anymore... fuck me now..." she ordered, her voice filled with desperate need.
Alex smirked, positioning himself between her spread legs, the thick head of his cock pressing against her entrance.
But he didn’t push any further, teasing her mercilessly.
"I’m not your son to whom you can shout and order around," he said, his voice low and dominant. "I think I need to remind you who I am."
He groped her tits harder, playing with them possessively, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
"Who am I, Natalia?" he asked, his tone manding. "And be loud so your son can clearly hear you."
Natalia’s eyes burned with lust as she responded eagerly.
"You are my Master... Sir..." she moaned, her tone submissive but loud enough for Marcus to hear every word.
Hearing her claim, Marcus’s eyes, which he had closed a while ago to deal with his pain, snapped open.
Alex turned to see the widened eyes of Marcus and asked again, twisting her nipples firmly.
"And who are you, Natalia?"
"I’m a slut... I’m your whore..." she moaned. "I want your big dick, sir... please..."
"With pleasure, my slut," he laughed.
He started pushing slowly, savoring the moment.
"Aaaaahhhhh—!!" Natalia screamed shamelessly, her body arching off the bed as his massive cock started tearing her open, stretching her walls inch by inch as it entered deeper.
"So... good..." she moaned, her voice breaking with pleasure as she urged him. "Faster... please... fuck me faster..."
Alex obliged, thrusting harder and deeper.
"Yes—! Right there...!" she screamed as he reached the deepest place inside her, her body trembling with ecstasy.
Her head turned slightly as she looked at her son, her eyes meeting his wide, horrified gaze for a brief moment.
Marcus was looking at her with a defeated, pathetic gaze, but she noticed something hidden deep inside him — that same pathetic cuck, just like his father.
"You enjoy watching me get fucked so much, right?" she said, her voice sharp and mocking. "Then enjoy as much as you can..."
She turned back to Alex, her voice turning desperate and needy.
"Please, Master... Do it harder. Fuck me so good and make me scream harder so that my pathetic son can hear how his mother scream... "
Alex grabbed her legs and lifted them high, folding them back until her knees were almost touching her neck, putting her in a deep, vulnerable mating press position.
He started plowing her with fast, deep strokes, his thick cock slamming into her with relentless force.
"Ahh—! Ahh—! So good... so fucking good...!" Natalia screamed, her voice raw with pleasure. "It feels so incredible... I’ve never felt this good before...! Harder... please... fuck me harder...!"
Her body shook with every powerful thrust, her heavy breasts bouncing wildly as she lost herself pletely in the overwhelming sensation, moaning shamelessly for more.
"Look, Marcus... watch carefully..." Natalia screamed, her voice broken and fragmented between moans. "This is how a real man fucks... Ahh—! So deep... so hard...!"
Alex kept hitting her with the hardest, deepest strokes, his powerful hips slamming into her relentlessly, driving his thick cock as deep as possible with every thrust.
Marcus clutched his head, the pain being too much to bear. The Crimson Veil’s side effects had grown unbearable — a relentless, crushing agony that made his vision blur and his body convulse. The sounds of his mother’s shameless moans and Alex’s cruel laughter echoed in his ears, pushing him further into despair.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
His eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness, collapsing pletely on the cold floor.
At the same time, Alex heard two crisp notification sounds in his mind.
[DING!!!]
[DING!!!]
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