"Where is the boss? Where is the owner of this hotel!"Came the voice at the door of the office of the manager of the hotel. The man couldn't enter into the office. No one had the access card of the office save the manager herself. Elisa.Damien was now on his knees, holding unto one of the legs of the politician. They were both at the door of the office, awaiting the judgement of the manager, whether or not she would open the door. Soon enough the door opened. Elisa's face went first to the man who was being so loud. "Please sir, lower your voice. We don't want to inconvenience the other guests. Especially, the Prime Minister of Louher Region is here. We'll attend to your concerns. Please come in and tell us what happened.""Don't give me the policy shit! I won't rest until I lay this crazy lad off."He retorted. Elisa couldn't help but look down at the CRAZY LAD whom the man had referred to; the essence of his rage and anger. Her jaws dropped when she saw who it was. She was so s
Elisa who was ahead, placed the access card on the sensor combination of the door and it opened itself, paving sideways for them to walk as she step aside for him. "Let him in."Damien called over his head. "Huh?"For a minute, Elisa was confused. She looked from Damien who wss walking straight into the hall to the members of the staff who were by her left waiting for her to give them a go ahead. Then suddenly she heard the hurrying footstep from behind her. She turned. How could she had forgotten that the potential Mayor was behind her? "He must be talking about him."She came to a quick conclusion. "Go in."She called at the staff,"Or do you want to keep boss waiting?"The lot hurried into the hall. Elisa stepped in after them and pretended not to care; the door shutting automatically behind her. "Wait... wait..."The man got to the door before it could close. It was a sensitive door which could register a human presence if it's few step away from it. He hurried in and the do
"Not that I'm in any position to tell you what to do, sir. But I'd love to mention something."Elisa said as soon as they stepped out of the elevator. He wasn't sure what she had in mind. At least there were a couple things which could be seen as the problem. She might still have a problem getting over how mysteriously the scab disappeared from his back, or it could be something else. "If you have agreed within yourself that you are not in any position to talk to me, why are you making an attempt then?"He threw in her face. "I'm sorry..."She apologised. He didn't like the fact that she did. He was trying to paint a picture to her but she wasn't seeing it obviously. "I mean, you don't have to be so cautious making terms that betray their insinuations! Speak directly, plainly and formally when you want to address me. Stop kissing up. That's what majority do that pisses the hell out of me."He took a pause, he didn't know if he was being harsh on her. But it seemed like they didn't
"Where is he? Where is the boss you are talking about?""Were you pulling a prank on us?""Did you do that on purpose.""I'm not sure what is happening, but do we look like a joke to you?"Elisa couldn't give a response to the girls. In all sincerity, she could swear that she saw Damien standing by the window of the hall. She could tell. But somehow, he was no longer there.When Elisa looked back at the girls, she paved a line in her long hair, revealing one of her ears which had been covered by the hair all along. In that ear wss a bud.She turned it to the girls and they tucked their heads in."OH... she was making a call?""She was speaking with him over the phone?""But why did she look towards that place?"Elisa waited for the girls to get their acts together. She didn't want to say anything. Not yet. It was a narrow escape. What if she had no bud plugged in? How would she had been able to scale through this?"Forgive us. We are sorry."Ayisha apologised on behalf of the rest. An
Damien wss back in his room. Standing by the large glass which aided the perfect view of the fountain which was few yards away from his block. He should be enjoying the beauty and the serenity. He should be enjoying the view but his heart was troubled.He had a cup of hot turned warm coffee in his hand. He hadn't even taken a sip. His mind was a track star, racing every corners and thoughts.He walked away from the view and took gentle steps towards the spacious living room. He hadn't really have the time to admire the beauty of the arrangement and several other things. He didn't have the time. Not now."How could that happen? It doesn't make any sense."He was reluctant to sit. It didn't seem like the most anticipated task that he wished to complete."Of course I activated the invisible gait. But how did she see me? She wasn't supposed to see me. No one was."He took in a deep breath. That didn't help. He shook his head softly. He looked to his left. There was a painting, an art hang
"Dumb bastard."Damien cussed again. There was no one at his front, nor beside him which the cuss had been directed to. He looked at his back again at the cab drifting away. The cab which had driven him there. "Dumb system."It seemed like he had a sort of quarrel with the system. The system had wronged him by not allowing him to travel with the speed of the wind like he used to do. Looking back at his front, he considered the structure of the building with his scrutinising eyes. "This must be the hide of the BMX group."It looked like a modern tower but not too tall. The surrounding was neat and quiet. Serene. He looked around if he could find anyone at all. At least, he should get to understand the environment of his new firm. Soon enough he saw some set of youth walking towards his direction. They were well dressed unlike him. From the look of things, he could tell why the fellow had come there. He watched them bring out their phones. He should stay for a little longer but he
"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
"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 --"