ARES
As I walked through the lobby with my n following behind, I was handed my gun. I twisted the silencer onto the muzzle, racked the slide once, and a quiet click followed.
The gun hung on my side as I made my way to the VIP, light flashes, thick sll of smoke and sex tainting my nose.
Marcus saw coming, grinning broadly as he spread his arms. "Done so soon? I trust my gift was—!"
I raised my gun, and his eyes widened. One shot to his hand and another to his leg. Their n pulled out their weapons, but mine were faster.
Muted shots were fired, and as the bodies dropped, all hell broke loose. The won scread, and everyone scurried out in panic.
Amidst the running chaos, I set my goal on Marcus on the chair, holding his bleeding hand and his leg wound, causing a ss on the floor.
When I got near, he looked at , face twisted in pain and sweat. I buried the muzzle of my gun in his mouth, a finger on the trigger.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Milo roared, but my n forced him to sit, hand braced down on his shoulder. "O-Okay, okay, let’s calm down... I-It hasn’t gotten to—"
"How many tis?" My voice ca out calm.
"W-What?"
I retreated my gun and shot Marcus in the other knee, and I buried the muzzle back into mouth, muffling his pained scream.
I glanced at Milo, who had panic and haze plastered on his face.
"How many tis...did you strike her...?"
Realization beca Milo’s gaze; it took a minute before he found the will to move his mouth. "O-Once."
I shot Marcus’ ear next.
"THREE! I struck her three tis! P-Please don’t kill my brother, he’s the only family I got, man! Please!" He struggled against my n’s grip but to no avail.
"Please, Don, Please! Whatever that bitch told you isn’t—!"
I pulled the trigger, and the chair was sared with blood.
"NO!"
I brought out my handkerchief to wipe the muzzle, eyeing Milo as he squird and yelled like a little boy.
"You were gonna fuck her after I’m done...right?" I questioned with venom laced in my tone.
"D-Don..." He shuddered, tears streaming down his face.
"You must be proud of that cock of yours. The size.. The libido. Your reputation precedes you."
"N-No..." he panicked, shaking his head, shivering from an unknown cold.
I pointed the gun exactly where he thought, pressing into it, and earned a pained groan from him.
"W-We’re partners, Don...! Every investnt you poured into this club will be gone!" He appealed to , knowing I was all about profit. "You kill , everything will be buried."
The only reason I entertained this was to take every deal from Voss and create a huge loss for them. They ca after , and I planned not to take life yet.... But crumble the insignificant empire that ant everything to them.
Becoming an investor in this club was just a step. But now that he ntioned it, I haven’t given Athena a gift. I have been aning to after she signed her fourth deal this year with a well-known modeling company.
I gave Milo a knowing, sinister smirk, and his eyes widened in horror.
I fired multiple muted shots, and his gut-wrenching screams cald the fury pumping through my blood. He struggled for close to an hour, and I just stood watching until life drained from his eyes.
This was all a quick death, but I had no intention of wasting my ti with filth. I checked my Rolex.
"Get this cleaned up. One hour," I said, giving the gun back to my n, wiping my hands, discarding the handkerchief, and walking out.
When I got to the door, it was open for and slamd shut behind.
Catherine was still right where I left her, her gaze leveled, when she saw ; a mix of emotions covered her face.
"You’re still my gift for tonight," I said, feeling my blood run hot again as I sat on the chair, parting my knees. "So serve , Diamond."
"A-Ares—"
"Crawl to ."
Her lips parted wide in shock, and with it ca the all too familiar heat in her eyes. My gaze dared her not to, so that I could use it as an excuse to make this night worse for her.
I’m infuriated about everything. At the first glimpse of the so-called gift I wasn’t interested in, sothing inside snapped when I set my eyes on a platinum-haired woman.
My collar. The black lace was a complete contrast to her silver outfit, which was the first thing that earned my suspicion, and then her voice beca a confirmation for . Questions swirled, but my rage didn’t allow to think straight.
Catherine swallowed whatever words she wanted to say and went on all fours, giving a good view of her tits. The glistening of sen sared on her chest relaxed , but when I caught a view of her ass from the mirror behind, I clenched the leather tightly until I could hear it squeak.
I’m gonna check the cara feed and murder everyone who saw her like that.
The instant she got close to , I took off my belt, unzipped, and pulled out my cock, not having it in to be patient with her any longer. She has fractured the chains; now she’s gonna deal with everything I’m gonna unleash on her.
"Get on my cock."
With shaky hands, she gripped the armrest and hoisted herself up to saddle . I pinned my hands on her hips and pulled her down until I’m fully buried inside her. She groaned, shaking against as she tried to adjust to my size.
I loosened my tie in a swift move, trapped her hand behind, and bound it.
"Roll your hips."
Catherine did as I commanded, her face clouded with nothing but lust and raw need. Her movent was sluggish because of the bounds, but she was full of surprises.
Despite the discomfort, she circled her hips in a way that made a hot rush roll up my torso. I seized her hips and pumped her up and down my cock.
Her moans ran wild, her tits bouncing with force and almost spilling out of the neckline. I wanna lash onto them like a hungry beast, but this wasn’t about pleasure.
I pulled down on the tie, her face twisting in pain as the strain got to her arms. I reclined her backwards, having a good view of how she clenched around , milking my cock and leaking her juices everywhere.
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