Back at the Presidential Villa, Damon and Brandley were together with President Balbano and Lorenzo. The men were celebrating their victory over the mafias and the success of Damon's assignment in Italy. The events of the night had gone so well that they were overly impressed with themselves.“That was so close. At some point, I thought it was going to backfire.” President Balbano said to the group as they all drank from their glasses. “It was a huge success but that was too risky even and especially from you, Damon.” He said to the Prince, placing caution in things like that.Damon smiled, “Yes, sir.” He answered to the President's caution note. “Who could have thought we could get rid of the mafias in Italy in just a night?” Lorenzo commented on his baffling part of the success. “Just yesterday people were still terrorised by Italy's most powerful and sophisticated criminal groups. They wake up this morning to peace, the group has been wiped out overnight. That is beyond anything t
“Mr. President, my question is, why wasn't the public aware of the said secret diplomatic negotiations meeting with the mafias?” A male reporter representing one of the big-name media houses stood up and asked the President.President Balbano gave a few seconds of thought to the question and provided him with his answer. “It was a secret meeting because we didn't want to put the public in panic mode.” His answer wasn't satisfying to the reporters so another asked him a related question to learn more of why the meeting was done secretly. “We understand you wanted to keep the sanity of the mission and of the public, but in the event that the Prince was killed as we now hear he was kidnapped, wouldn't that be more devastating to the public? And especially, to the public's trust in the government?” The female reporter representing another giant media house spoke up with her question.“I understand you and the concerns as to why we kept it from the public, but you should understand why we
“Calls, boss.” Brandley called Damon's attention to the numerous calls coming in from everyone who cared about him. Hearing of the event, they all wanted to check in on him to ensure he was fine. Most of the calls were from his team and his family.“Tell them I'll call them back later.” He answered to Brandley, wanting to catch as much rest as he could.“Not when the King is calling. You have to take this one at least.” Brandley answered him back and stretched out the phone to him.Damon hesitated, his anger towards his grandfather from what Mr. Barnes had told him still boiled in his heart. “Tell him, I'll speak with him later.” He ordered Brandley with a more serious tone. He just wanted to rest and re-evaluate his state of mind before attending to anyone.Brandley however, remained insistent that he answer the King so he stretched the phone closer to him. “He is the King and your grandfather, not a perfect man. You'll deal with him when we are back in London but for now, pay him hi
Alex walked in on Bella as she was dressing up in her closet, a room-size large closet filled with all her expensive and beautiful fashion wear. He had rushed into her place to inform her of the latest news, their relationship had evolved so fast that they now shared each other's keys to their apartments. Bella had just finished taking her bath and was in her closet dressing up for work. She was already aware of the events due to their team's communication, she knew how the meeting went and the outcome plus the next course of action to take.Her relationship with Alex had flourished so much and she was genuinely loving the man already. However, the man was working for their enemies and she without a second thought chose her family over him but wished he could change his allegiance. Alex on the other hand had grown so much in love with Bella that he could do anything for her including giving up on his life just to please her and be with her. He was already making bigger plans for them
Damon and Brandley went to the President's bunker to pay Mr. Barnes a visit and interrogate him. The man sat cold where he was, he was quite surprised that as of that time he was still in the cell and no help had come for him yet. Usually, what happens in cases like this within their circles is that the Grandmaster would have ordered members of their secret group to pull strings and release their member found in such a situation. But in this case, the second in command of the secret organisation, Mr. Barnes, was the one in trouble and to make it even worse, no one knows where he is or with whom he is with.Locked up and imprisoned in this bunker, he took the time to reminisce on the situation and figure out where he missed it. ‘What went wrong?’ was the question in his mind. He tried to figure it out, exploring every possible profile and scenarios. In his mind, he played his part well and it went as he planned but things changed when he left the estate. 'How did Damon outplay the ma
The sound of a couple kissing and making out softly could be heard in the room, an office. The couple were taking on each other that afternoon, taking a break from work. It was intended to be a light romance situation just to enjoy the romantic flow they found themselves in at the moment.“We're having a meeting shortly,” the man said to his lady counterpart who was sitting in him as they were together on the large office sofa.“I don't care, I just want you.” She replied to him as she continued with the preoccupying kisses. She had loosened the buttons on her shirt to expose her breasts held on still by her bra. The man, though complaining about the wrong timing, was enjoying every bit of it as his hand went to her perfect boobs and fondled them gently while they kissed. Their romantic foreplay went upper-notch and intense, the lady making demands for some penetrations.“Fuck me,” she moaned into his ear in the heat of the moment.“You know we…have…no time…” the man tried his respon
The group made themselves comfortable in the man's office, Philip's office, and were ready for their meeting but the lady was yet to join them.“What the hell is she still doing in there?” Asked the lady's sister as her anticipation for her sister to come out of the bathroom grew higher. She was set to blast her when she came out.“Come on, Sonia. Give her a break, she just got laid. You know the drill.” One of the ladies said to her, appealing for some patience and understanding towards the young freshly-sexed lady.Sonia wasn't having it, she took it up the more, “Of all days, now that we have important matters to talk about is when she chooses to get drilled. How did you consent to this by the way, Philip?” Philip looked in shock at Sonia's full blast on her sister, Ivy, and now on him. He understood why she was worried, they had not yet heard anything from Damon yet. Brandley has been the one answering their calls and although he told them everything was fine, Sonia wasn't relaxe
In the midst of their passionate love making, Alex thrusting his manliness deep into his woman as he rightly positioned her on the table aisle in her closet room. She laid face-flat on the table and the man raised her one leg to the top of the table, giving him better access to her cleavage as he thrust in from behind. She moaned and he groaned, together the pleasure went on until they had enough of that position. Changing style, he sat on the stool and she sat on him, inserting his arrogant cock into her loyal vagina as she moved her waist and the full weight of her slender body on it. Enjoying the pleasure and lost in his head, she knew she already had him in the right state of mind to pass on her idea to him.“Do you love me?” She asked him, whispering into his ear.It wasn't a normal question nor one he expected, but he felt it was a flow with the passion so he answered her. And besides, he was too pleasure-high to think straight. “Of course I do, baby. Don't stop.” His response