"For how long do we have to be quiet about this? Does it make any sense to you either?"The atmosphere in the hall was tense. The hall of the BMX tower had been filled with the board members who seemed to be caught up in a wild mood. It was written in all faces that something quite disturbing was happening or had happened. "If he doesn't think he could take care of the company, he could as well hand over the administration to someone else. If you ask me, he is quite young to know about matters that are this delicate. He shouldn't ruin this any further with youthful exuberance."Another of the men had staked a claim. His eyes were red. Though his eyes were red and demanding, yet his was the coolest amongst the rest. You want to imagine what mood the rest were spent in. "You have a point. He can't keep doing things because he feels like. He is only a business man. We are the one who had always been there for this group since the beginning of time. If anything goes wrong, he could sell
"Are you sure he is meeting with us?"Lisa asked, staring inquisitively at Jada. There was plea in her face as though she had answered the question in her own mind and wanted Jada to say exactly the same thing. "He is."Jada eased her mind. "How can you be sure though? We all know him, he doesn't stick to his words. He might have pushed you forward."Tendzel scorned. Jada turned to her in a glare. Not one of the girls didn't catch her reaction. It was strange to see her look at her mate that way. In that context. "What? Did I tell a lie?"Tendzel had carried on the argument. When Jada had glared at her, she didn't say a word. That was only a more reason for Tendzel to push further. If it was earlier, Jada would had pushed for it. "Please don't stress her. We all know what state she is in. And let's not be an ingrate here. If it is not because of her, we won't be standing here having a shot to meet with him."Mira pointed out. "That might be true, but then don't you think that som
The nine girls were looking from one person to the other. Damien was seated by a table as though nothing happened earlier. As though he hadn't recently acted so childishly and elated. But it didn't seem like he cared what their opinions about him were. Nothing seem to matter to him. Eight of the girls were seated on a long chair. Damien handed Jada a glass of water and nodded her to go join the rest of the girls on the long couch. Jada knew too well to ask questions. The rest of the girls did have couple things to say about that, but Damien wasn't ready to entertain it. What mattered to him was the fact that Jada understood what he was doing. It was the business of the group, and Jada was one of the girls. At least, until he says otherwise to the group. He was still in the old mood, nurturing and enjoying the fresh memories of his baby kicking. He couldn't get it away from his head. The picture was clear and lively in his mind. But he knew he had to tend to business at that momen
"Is it because you hate her?"Jada called at him as she stepped out of the hotel. He had stepped out before her. He halted and waited for her catch up with him. They were outside the hotel, but still in the environs of the Boldyville properties. The land comprises of several hectares which included the Hotel, the Estates and the tower. But each of these buildings were situated at their special spaces in the hectares.He took her in his gaze. She didn't look away from him. She kept up the stare. "Was that why you said those harsh words to her?"She carried on the question. "Is that what it seems to you, Jada?"At his question, she realised that something wasn't entirely right. "Do I seem like I'm catching a cruise?"There was an edge to his voice this time. "I can't say any different. Knowing our history with each other, you would be in your right to catch a cruise. So, I can't say whether or not you are not."Jada seemed to be standing by her words also. And she didn't for once b
Jada had walked into the penthouse. She had chosen the last floor of the fifth block. She was looking from one corner of the living room to the other. The interior of the living room was breathtaking. The arrangements of the couches were feminine and bold. The atmosphere and chills of the air-conditioned air were soothing. Jada hadn't found her words yet. Damien was standing by the door. The an who had walked her in was standing next to her. It was as though it was too much for her to process. That was the exact look on her face. She walked away from the living to the kitchen. It was sparkling neat and stocked. She edged to one of the doors of the room. "You would have to set your finger print. Or body recognition."Jada halted at the front of the door and turned to the man. "Body recognition? What do you mean by that?"The man spared a soft smile. "There are certain industrial doors that are sensitive to people who are walking closer to them. When you walk closer to that type of
"Do you live around here?"Damien started, tracing the curves of the lady's face. She had a cute round babyish face. She was a blonde and her eyes were blue. "What if I don't want to talk to you?"The lady looked up from her iPhone 14. Her facial expression was long and uninterested. The corners of her eyes were dark and creepy. There was this strangeness to the cute combination. That might have been what intrigued him and made him walk up to her. "But I do want to talk to you. You don't seem to have much choice, do you?"The lady dropped her phone on the table in anger. HERE WE GO. Damien thought. It was obvious that the lady was about to lose it. That was the reaction she was giving. She hadn't only dropped the phone on the table, but had made a wild thud with it. "That's enough. You should get going now or I ask the security men to throw you out!!!"The lady who hadn't been polite all along, tried to make herself sound quite polite. Damien found it strange. "I'm quite in pity
"Did y'all receive Jada's message just now?"Lisa was the first to break the silence. Most of the girls stopped what they were doing and began to gather around Lisa who had called for their attentions. And there were few of them like Claire, Mira and Allison packing their bags. "What is it? I haven't checked my phone."Tendzel was quite interested. As soon as she brought up her phone, the rest of the girls did the same and in the blink of an eye, everyone was fumbling through her phone. Point in time, all of them looked away from their phones as though it was premeditated. As though they had all agreed to do that at that point in time. Each girl looked from one person to another. There was a wave of disbelief which had just swept across their faces. While some ended up dropping their gazes on Lisa, the rest looked back to their phones as though they were having a hard time making a meaning of whatever they had just read. "It can't be real."Tendzel finally exclaimed. Her eyes gave
"Sorry I kept you waiting."Damien walked into the apartment. Jada looked quickly away from the phone which she had just thrown into one of the couches. Her eyes squinted. "How did you get in? I didn't open the door."She knew it was not necessary to ask. Yet she did. Perhaps she was trying to cover up for something which she might had given away already though unconsciously. "I should walk out then, so you can get the door for me."He turned back to the door."It doesn't matter. I didn't mean it that way."He halted. His body was proportioned in the direction of the door, but his face was thrown to the floor. If he was to look up, staring at the door, his eyes might glow unconsciously and the door might open right in front of him. He wss only just trying to make up for something close to that. When he had had enough of the silence, he turned back to face her. He walked to join her. He sat opposite her. She sat comfortably. "You wanted to talk to me. You have so many questions, do
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"