"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
"Oh shit, Damien. Fuck... Don't stop... keep going... Damien... I love you... I'll stay by you... oh fuck... Don't stop..."The shaky and heavy voice came over the speaker. With the words came loud moans and cries. "Can't those fool hang the call? Didn't she know that she is still on a call, or is she doing it on purpose?"Tendzel was irritated. The rest of the girls were hanging around. They could hear the sexual transaction going between Damien and Jada over the speaker of the phone. "Hang that call right now, Lisa. Hang it right now or I'll be very livid with you!!!"Allison barked. "Come and make me. Why should I listen to you?"Lisa hurled back. The two were beginning to create attention. "Are you nuts? How could you still keep the call going on when they are having sex? Do you want to jerk off to the sound? Is that why you are doing this? The rest of us are irritated by it, put an end to the call right now, when I'm being nice to you."Allison's eyes were going wild. "Oh..
"What did I say to you last night?"Mr Colton sat up in his bed as he arched his head towards the door to look at the leader of his henchmen who had just walked into his room. The young and lanky man hurried forward and went down on his knees in a hearty bow. He put his head to the floor unwilling to raise his head. "Do you really think that this petty thing would make up for violating my privacy as well as doing exactly the opposite of what I have told you to do?"The fellow remained in that position without bulging, let alone putting up his head. Mr Colton heaved a sigh in frustration after staring at the fellow for a while. "You better have a sane reason for getting on my nerves. Else I will be setting your house on fire."The fellow jumped on his feet at that threat. "I dared not take your works lightly, Boss. But I have no choice but to do this because of the urgency of this matter. And you will thank me for it."Mr Colton's eyes squinted as he stared at the fellow for a long
"Damien!!!""You!!!?"Both the father and the daughter exclaimed at the same time. The fact that both exclaimed at the same time was another thing to worry about. Claire turned to her father, as her father to her. "Do you know him?"The both of them asked the same question at the same time. There was an awkward silence for a while. "I'll go first."Mr Colton decided to be the one who would go first. "I met him under a strange circumstance. I never thought I would ever set my eyes on this daring lad anymore."Mr Colton threw a searching gaze at Damien who didn't seem to be bothered. Damien had a great amount of peace spread across his face. "Who is this, Boss? Should I throw him out of this ---"The henchman who had walked in point in time choked on his words when Damien turned to him. "It's you. You? What are you doing here?"It happened that not only Mr Colton and his daughter were confused but the henchman also. And it seemed like it was only Damien that could put an end to the
"Have you heard about the island party of the elites who have had influence on the BMX group?"Damien started, retaining the new position which he had just assumed. When he had gotten on his feet, Mr Colton had assumed that he was going to walk straight to him and hurt him or do something close to that. But to see him stand there was quite a relief to the stressed man.Meanwhile, the henchman who had been thrown was beginning to get back on his feet. It was only his right and duty to always get back on his feet as long as he has the consciousness. His sole duty was to protect his master. "I'll skin you alive..."They heard the labored words of the henchman trying to catch up with the indifferent Damien. "Just let it go. Let it go!"Mr Colton called amgrily at the man. It was as though himself had finally gotten a hold of himself. He didn't look as scared as he was about few seconds ago. Perhaps because Damien didn't pose any threat."Leave."Mr Colton ordered and the henchman stagg
Elisa was lying on the couch in her office. It was night. About 8pm. She was spread on the couch, her eyes shut, and one of her hands over her forehead. It was obvious that she was in a sleep state. But not in a deep one. Suddenly, she felt a shadow hovering over her. For a moment, she thought she was caught up in a dream or something close to that. But then she recalled that she was very much conscious about things that were happening around her. Though her eyes were shut, yet her mind was quite active and relatively vibrant. She was so conscious that, if someone had opened the door, she would had known immediately. That was why she was baffled. Baffled about the supposed silhouette hovering over her face. Though the office was well lit, making it look like it was a daybreak inside the office, yet she could distinguished when an obstruction was made in the stream of light directed by the rays of the white led light hanging in the ceiling of the office. She wanted to dismiss the u
"Not to sound rude, but are you sure about this?"Elisa asked as they got to the front of the restaurant. It was the same restaurant where Damien had sacked the acting manager. The acting manager whose daughter he had hit on. "You don't like it here?"Damien wanted to be sure before making a decision. She turned to him, her eyes widening. "I don't like what? Are you kidding me? Do you know for how long I have wishing I could eat here?"It was quite strange to see Elisa excited. And now, not only was she excited, she couldn't hide it. She didn't mind about her ego or pretend. This must really mean a lot to her. I GUESS I MADE THE RIGHT CHOICE. He smiled at her. "Then let's go in."Damien said. "Seriously?"She asked again. There was joy seeped in her face. Such joy he hadn't seen on her since he had been with her. "Oh thank God."She hugged him and kissed him without warning. At this point in time, it was Damien who was stunned. He didn't expect it. He didn't see it coming; she
"What did you just say?"It was only natural for Elisa to be confused. She had just been knocked out of one heavy mood to the other. It was quite a wild yet brief hurl. "Will you be able to do it?"Damien asked, carrying on the discourse, as though there was nothing much to worry about. It was at that moment that Elisa realised that he meant whatever he had said. He was not joking around. She knew too well also that she couldn't talk him out of it. His eyes were cold and unamused. The usual expression he would wear whenever he was not backing down. She felt thirsty at oncd. She wanted to drink something. She needed something to distract her for a while... or perhaps wash her throat. She couldn't ask him to order something yet. She had no idea why they had not ordered anything yet. She looked back at him. He was obviously waiting for her to say something. He had asked her a question, it was only right that she provide an answer. "Why would you kick them out all of a sudden? I mean
"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 --"