"What do you think he has in mind?""Why do you think he wants to speak with us alone?""Does he want to make us pay?""If that's the case, then he's been kind.""Kind you said?""Of course... he could had disgraced us before that sassy manager.""But we might be wrong too."Damien had no idea what they had in mind. To think that they had meant all what they had said as whispers was quite funny to him. Perhaps, their words didn't occur to him as whispers because of his super sensitive hearing aid. But he couldn't dwell on that. When he turned back to the girls, he could see that they were trying to shuffle, an attempt to disappear into one another? Like they were trying to get absorbed by their neighbors. Damien had a reason by putting a great responsibility on them. The truth was, he didn't want to get rid of them. If he wanted to, he would had done that long ago. What he had in mind was to bring out maturity out of them. They were too simple minded and thoughtless for his liking
"Huh?""What's he talking about?""Hididng something from him?""I'm not sure if I get his point.""Wait a minute, could he be what we were talking about?"Damien let the girls wonder amongst themselves what his point was. While he waited for them, he brought his phone out and started to scroll through it. He couldn't be sure whether or not they understood where he was driving at. He didn't want to give them a hint either. He wanted to figure what was the most important thing to them. He wanted to figure out if the situation was as deadly to them as it was to him. Or perhaps they were too dumb to see the severity of the situation. He couldn't wait to be disappointed. "It wasn't my fault. It wasn't our fault."Damien's finger hovered over the screen of the phone when those words came. He looked up slowly at the owner of the word. It was Lisa, and she was pointing towards Tendzel,"It was all her idea. She was the one who wanted to give your baby to a rich man. She was the one who
The MSS, Municipal Security Service, was the top tier security agency in the country. Not even the cops or FBI came close to the kind of authority they commanded in affairs of the states. They were usually men who looked too good to be government workers who carry out the most intricate and delicate work of the state. And they were not seen just anywhere. They were sent to places that the police couldn't visit. Their main concern usually was the most random and uncivil thing happening in the country. What was more interesting about them was the fact that, they neither charge to court nor take bails. They had their ways. Damien walked out of the elevator and towards the door of the office of the manager. There were so many questions to ask himself but he didn't. He only let the questions have a chance in his mind;How did the MSS get to know about it? Was there any media personnel disguising as one of the CEO'S? Those were the sensible questions to ask, but they seemed pretty remot
The nine girls looked from one person to another as though they were waiting for a chance to be allowed to speak. They looked like they had been warned sternly not to utter any word. Or perhaps one person was waiting for the other to initiate the conversation. On the other side, it was as though they are lost for words. As though they were trying to snap out of the grip of surprise. "Going back to the island?"One of them started. The girls were still having a trouble getting over that topic. Ever since Damien left the room, they hadn't been able to choose their actions and words. "I'm sure he is still mad at us. He wants us to pay in the hard way."Mira carried on. "The hard way? What do you mean the hard way? If he wants to do it that way, he would had thrown us out of the group already."Lisa argued with Mira, discarding the fact. "If you are right, Lisa, but then what did he mean by what he told me?"Tendzel asked. All attention went to her. "Yea. We were going to talk about
"Come in."Damien called on top of his voice making his eyes glow at the same time. The door opened and Elisa stepped into the office. It had been about five minutes before Damien remembered that Elisa was still out there. When Elisa stepped into the office, she stole a glance at Damien who had his back to her. She walked slowly to where he was. "Sit."He offered her. She was cautious. She didn't want to act because she had been told to. When he looked up at her, she changed her mind and decided to do as told. As soon as she settled down,"Tell me, why did I send you out?"He threw at her. Elisa's face when she looked him in the eyes this time was strange. Damien could take a guess of what was going on in her mind;He was the one who had yelled at her, sending her out of his presence, yet he was the one asking the question. Naturally, she should be one asking him why he would yell at her when she was only trying to be nice. If it was earlier, before Damien returned from the islan
"I'll get the door."Elisa had jumped on her feet. Damien indifferently fixed the strap of his belt. He was quite mad that he had been interrupted. He turned to the door as soon as he heard Elisa speaking with an unknown peeson. "Who is that?"He called. Elisa shut the door then turned to him. "It was one of the staff. She said there are three men waiting for you in the lobby. They want to see you."THEY'VE FINALLY ARRIVED. Damien said to himself. Then he walked towards Elisa. "When I get back, we will continue from where we stopped."He was tempted to lean towards her and kiss her. But if he wanted to kiss her, he would had done it in the lips. If he kissed her in the lips, he wouldn't want to let go. If he couldn't let go, he would keep the guests waiting. Because of these numerous reasons, he could only discard the initial urge. "Mr Damien..."She called him when he walked past her. Damien halted when he got to the door which had opened before him. "She said they are from th
"What am I supposed to do about that then?"Damien hurled at the three men. The men who had spoken about the CEO to startle Damien were stunned at how quickly he had gotten over that and hurled an even scarier point at them. "Excuse you, Mr Damien?""Do you know what you are talking about?""Did you just ask what you are supposed to do about the news?"The three scolded Damien one after the other. Damien looked away from them to the side. When he looked back, he took gentle steps towards them. "I'm sure you are smart enough to know that I won't repeat myself. Now, if you would excuse me. I have something more important to do."Damien turned away from the trio and walked towards the door. Initially, Damien was quite surprised about how the men knew about the whereabouts of the dead CEO. But as soon as he noticed the trio with trackers and then was told that the CEO belonged to the MSS, his expectations were ridiculed. "You are not thinking of walking out on us, are you?"One of the
Even when Damien was close enough to them, he didn't stop walking. The trio paved the way for him and he got the door. As soon as he stepped into the hallway, he called,"Follow me."He didn't stop for once. The trio remained standing where they were. They were so stunned that words eluded them. Though it was hard to tell what was going on in their minds, but the idea was given. After much conflict with their ego and inner man, they decided to follow. There were so many reasons that made them decide to follow him. It was already strange to see someone so daring as Damien. But to have him command the MSS personnels? Men who were dreaded by even government officials and renowned political influences of the country. It was stranger. Damien entered into the office before the men. As soon as the men entered after him,"Elisa, bring up the video."Elisa jumped on her feet. She had been worried all along since Damien left to see the men. And now when he returned, he was asking for a vide
"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 --"