"You were about ten minutes late. We all had something to do, sir. I'm just saying, that we deserve an explanation."Damien knew already that the men were going yo say something. He had watched them look from one person ro the other. He had waited for one of them to man up, and finally one did. It was quite a bother to think that the men couldn't speak up when the person in question is a young boy. He made sure to pick each of the men in his gaze. Finally his gaze dropped on Denzel, Marcot jnr. He had invited the lad to join them in the meeting. The boy had been stunned when Damien invited him. Not even a minister could be invited to the board meeting of BMX group, but a young boy was? Even if he was the son of one of the members, that was nothing close to a qualification."And we would love also to know why you invited Denzel to join us in today's meeting. Its against protocol. As much as we know and agree that an owner could do whatever he wants with his firm, yet I guess we deser
"Please do not take it the way my dumb son has presented it. It's not really a big deal."Mr Marcot stabled his voice. He, and the rest of the group noticed the rage traveling across Damien's face. None of them knew what to expect. All they could do was wait to see things happen. But while they waited, they couldn't afford to give the wrong impression. The wrong impression would only but draw chaos. "You might not understand the details of this on the surface, on the ordinary. But I tell you that, if you find a time to think about it, listen to us explain, you would understand that we have no choice but to --""Is there a detention room in this building?"Damien's voice became hoarse."Huh?"The men went quizzing. Mr Marcot's voice was the loudest. As should be. "Denzel..."Damien attention was back to Denzel who nodded,"Yes, boss. There is."Damien took a pause for a while. He didnt look at any of then yet. If he was to act based on impulse, he would be forced to beat all of them
"Denzel... Denzel!! How dare you do this to us?""How dare you do this to your father?"Denzel slammed the door in the face of the men who were trying to fight their way out. The lad didn't for once hesitate before carrying out the task. As soon as he slammed the door, he walked away. The men kept complaining, grumbling amongst themselves as though they were some kids. After a little time, there was silence. The peace and quiet was quite defeaning. They could do nothing but look from person to the other. There were stools with leathered tops scattered around the large spacesof the detention Hall. "Who could imagine that I would ever be in the detention hall?! A whole me... the terror of my community."A white haired man grunted, kicking at one of the stools. None of the men paid attention to him. It was as though he was doing the most and pretending as though he was the only one going through the mess. One after the other, the men walked towards the stools, one man claiming a st
"Someone bought the company."The lad standing by the door of a dark room called at a man who was seated on a big and elevated single seater. The face and body proportion of the man were towards the window. His back to the lad. "So I heard "The husky and unclear voice of the man came. "He is a young man. More like a boy. About my age.""Get to point."The man seemed impatient. "He has the board members locked away in the busy hall.""You mean the detention room?"The lad nodded as though the man could see him. When he realised that no words came after the nod, he made words,"Yes."There was a brief silence again. Such silence that says, 'continue'."He asked me... and I told him what the group really represent. I told him the main business of the group and he flared up. I think he's too pure to understand how the world works around here. Perhaps he needs time to get used to things."There was the usual pause. As though the lad was expecting an approval from the man. "That's all
"Is it really you?"Her gaze was tender. Her face soft, eyes pure. The dark shades which corrupted her innocent face at the rage had faded away instantly. Damien couldn't help but look away from her eyes, down her nose to those well chiseled pink lips of hers. He could had kissed her immediately if Elisa wasn't there. He could had done what he did that day back in the woods. Leave in her utter confusion. He could had done all that. But he didn't think that as the best option. If he kept staring at those fine lips, he might lose control. He's quite the gigolo, but knew how to play his cards too. He nodded to her question, looking from her lips back to her searching eyes. "I mean, how... why... what are you doing here...? With this..."She didn't even look back let alone complete the sentence. It seemed like she was scared to break an eye contact with him. She was acting as though if she looked away from him just a second, he might vanish into thin air and she wouldn't see him agai
Evelyn kept staring at him. Damien wished there was something he could do to right this. Not that he felt entirely bad about this whole thing and idea, the fact was, the subject of the odds troubled him. If he had done or said this to another girl other than Evelyn, he wouldn't have had to worry. Someone like Claire or Tendzel or even Ayisha. He wouldn't have had to scold himself so much. But Evelyn! He felt so terrible for doing this to her. And as much as he wanted to take the words back, he couldn't find a better excuse, else he would bring hell crashing down upon himself. He was trying to give his heart a chance, or his mind. But neither of them was quick to bring something up. And while he thought he was getting an idea, there was a movement which came from before him. When he looked, he saw Evelyn turning and running towards the door, crying as she ran into the hallway; the door hadn't been shut when she stepped in in the first place. "Evelyn."Damien wanted to move, perhap
Evelyn pushed the door to the girls' open. She walked to one of the couches and dropped into it facedown, bawling her eyes out. She started quietly, slowly sniffling and holding it back in. But suddenly, she lost the will to hold it in and let it all out. Crying so loudly. So loudly that the girls couldn't ignore. "Evelyn what's wrong?"Mira was the first to pay attention. She walked to her. She tried to roll her over but Evelyn would not. "Girls..."Mira called and one after the other the girls started coming out. Some had towels on, some earbuds, some eating snacks. They were getting back in shapes. Their faces getting fresher, their skins clearer. The atmosphere of the environment as well as the conditioned well treated air in the apartment wss doing wonders. Defining their skin tones. They looked less stressed also. Only if they knew who was responsible for their wellbeing. Only if they knew who was paying for all their expenses. Only if they!"What's this about?"Tendzel spok
"What did you just say?"Ayisha turned to Evelyn who was trying so hard to avoid the searching eyes of the former. "Don't give me that look away thingy."Ayisha snapped and Evelyn had no choice but to look at the determined Ayisha. "I know it sounds really brainless..."Eveltn tried to defend herself. That was the only technique she could think of at that moment. Ayisha shook her head slowly. It was quite hard to tell what was going through her mind. They were in an elevator, descending.Evelyn's face which was pure and mild suddenly stiffened up and her eyebrows cocked. Ayisha was intrigued by the sudden change. "That was why I never wanted to talk about it. I didn't want to talk about to any of you, because of something like this. I knew I could never avoid it."She took a pause, not for a moment easing the heat sizzling her face. "But I thought you were different. I thought you were more mature than the rest, that was why I decided to take you with me. But then it seemed as th
"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 --"