Xavier and his team were dragged to a secured cell in the basement, the sound of dripping water and faint screams echoing through the corridors. Marco sneered at them, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "You fools," Marco spat. "You thought you could infiltrate our mansion and steal from us? We've been expecting you." Xavier's eyes narrowed. "How did you know?" Marco chuckled. "Your precious Victor thought he was clever, planting a spy in our midst. But we discovered the traitor and turned them to our advantage." "Who was it?" Xavier demanded, his anger rising. Marco leaned in, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Ah, that would be telling. Let's just say they were very close to Victor. Close enough to feed us information and lead you into our trap." Xavier's mind raced. Who could it be? One of Victor's most trusted allies? Marco continued, "We fed your spy false information, and they unsuspectingly led you into our trap. And now, you'll pay the price." Xavier's anger flared, b
Xavier sat in Victor's office, nursing his whiskey, his mind reeling from the failed rescue mission. The dim lighting and soft hum of the air conditioner couldn't calm his frustration. He still couldn't believe the fact that Marco played him and got away with it again. Now what was he to do about his mother. He couldn't begin to imagine what his Mother would be going through at the hands of Marco and rest of the Hale family.Victor's expression was grim, his eyes reflecting the weight of their failure. "Xavier, I'm sorry. We underestimated Marco's preparations."Xavier's gaze drifted toward the cityscape outside, his voice laced with frustration. "It's not your fault, Victor. I knew the risks. But I won't give up." Of course he won't give up. He couldn't tell Victor the real reason for his determination.Victor leaned forward, his elbows on the desk. "We'll regroup, plan again. We won't let Marco win."Regroup and plan again? Not a chance. Xavier had already received a message from th
Xavier left Victor's office, determination in his stride. He had a plan, and now it was time to execute it. His first stop was the city's underworld, where mercenaries and black-market dealers lurked.He had paid the system ten gold coins to get a list of the most reputable mercenary group in the country.He arrived at the infamous Red Diamond bar, a hub for illicit activities. The bouncer, a towering giant, eyed Xavier before nodding."You here for business or pleasure?"Xavier smiled. "Business. I'm looking for Jack Harris."The bouncer's expression changed from curiosity to caution. "What do you want with Jack?"Xavier handed him a hundred dollar bill roll. "Tell him Xavier wants to discuss a job."The bouncer pocketed the bill and disappeared into the crowded bar. Minutes later, he returned with a rugged-looking man in his mid-40s."Xavier, this is Jack Harris," the bouncer said before melting into the crowd.Jack's piercing gaze assessed Xavier. "What's the job?"Xavier gestured
(Author's Note: Three chapters has been allocated to Maximus' colorful and action packed backstory. It will be a first person POV as Maximus is recounting his earlier days)."Some think the mighty and powerful – heads of state, military commanders, and billionaires – are untouchable, exempt from the rules that govern the rest of us. But I've seen the other side. I wasn't born with a golden spoon or a title. I was once just like everyone else, with hopes and heartaches. And I, too, once felt the all-consuming fire of passion."I stepped into the dimly lit room, neon lights casting an eerie glow. A long, imposing table dominated the space, flanked by six chairs, only one of which remained empty. The darkness was suffocating, obscuring everything, including my own reflection. I claimed the final seat, my presence a declaration of defiance.They thought me ill-prepared, too green for this high-stakes mission. But they underestimated me. As leader of the KWE mercenary group, a small yet fo
The air erupted in a cacophony of gunfire as my team and I found ourselves trapped in a deadly ambush. Xenos militia troops emerged from the shadows, their weapons blazing."Dammit, we've been set up!" Risky yelled, diving beside me to avoid a hail of bullets. "I knew those Candace government officials couldn't be trusted! Saboteurs, every last one of them!"My instincts had warned me something was off, but I hadn't anticipated this level of betrayal. The Xenos had brought an entire battalion to take down seven former soldiers – an absurd show of force."Three hundred soldiers against seven of us?" I muttered, incredulous. "Who mobilizes an army for a handful of men?"The militia's relentless barrage pinned us down, forcing us to scramble for cover. Our team's training kicked in, and we returned fire with precision, but the odds were stacked against us.As bullets whizzed past, I assessed our situation. We needed a new plan, and fast, or risk being overrun.“Father! Shall we retreat!?
[Discretion: R +18]Emeka's voice was low and husky. "Assume the position," he whispered, his palm tracing the curve of her backside.She obeyed, crawling onto the bed with fluid grace. "I live to serve, my love," she purred, her tone dripping with seduction.The command had ignited a spark within her. She settled onto her hands and knees, her body arched and inviting.Emeka's eyes roamed over her, his gaze burning with desire. He reached out, his hand connecting with a gentle smack on her rounded flesh."Your wish?" she teased, glancing back at him with a sultry smile.She kneed on the bed with her well shaved pussy fully opened. Emeka licked his lips and pushed in two of his fingers and pulled out again."Ohhh, please just fuvk me,"she moaned. Emeka spank her butt once more and dive all the way to her hilt without warning."whhsh.."she moaned out in pain. She didn't mind being treated like a hooker, she was certainly enjoying every bit of it.Emeka began riding her roughly and her m
[28th December 2024.]This was the big day. Today's the day my soulmate and I become officially a couple. I couldn't be more happier. I went to the wardrobe and brought out the Italian suit which I had bought just for this day.“Max, dress up, everyone's ready except you.” My Mom shouted from the balcony.“I'll be through soon Mom.” I shoved my excitement aside and wore the suit, combed my hair, and rushed off to the balcony.“Are the cars ready?” I asked Mom.“Keep smiling like that and our soon to be inlaws will think you have a facial disease.” my Mother berated me with a smile plastered on her face.“My boy is finally becoming a man.” she squealed as she cupped my face. Mom was dressed in a silk-satin sky blue evening gown, with a V neckline. This dress code was brought by a very good friend of mine, Queen Esther. “You look gorgeous Mom.” I said, while she blushed.“Stop making this old lady feel young.” she said while smiling.“Hurry up y'all, we're gonna be late.” Erik my son s
I stepped into the dimly lit room, neon lights casting an eerie glow. A long table dominated the space, flanked by six chairs. The darkness was almost palpable, obscuring everything but the faint outlines of my elite assassins."BOSS!" The room reverberated with the united shout, my Killer-Wolves greeting me with customary fervor.These skilled mercenaries were my creation, handpicked and trained after my England mission. Originally known as Wardogs Organization, we'd evolved into a force to be reckoned with. Countless suicide missions had forged us into an unbreakable unit, fearless and unwavering.Our reputation soared after the lucrative Bornu state mission. Millions in payment had elevated us to the top tier of mercenary guilds.I settled into the throne-like chair, surveying my team. "Be seated."As they took their seats, I began, "You're all aware of recent events."My assassins remained silent, their attention riveted on me, awaiting my next words.“I don't desire pity. I simpl