Chapter 1 - Lucas Kingston
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A man is screaming but his screams are falling on deaf ears. No one is helping him. His fingers are bleeding because they are chopped off. The guards in the room are standing like statues with showing any mercy , the are waiting for their master to arrive.
He will decide what to do with the man . Chopping off the man's fingers were their master's order and no one had the courage to decline him.
Suddenly the door bursts open and a handsome man comes in. He has sharp cheekbones and perfectly shaven jaw with dark brown hair. His shoulders are broad and sharp and he has thick dark brown eyebrows.
When his gaze falls on the man , he smirks evilly. He was their master. Their lord and the prince of the town.
" I'm sorry , my lord." the man begs.
" Do you know who I am ?" He asks in a thick loud voice.
" You are Lucas Kingston." the man replies trembling.
" You know what do I hate the most in the world ?" Lucas asks in a thick loud voice.
" Be. . . betrayal , my lord." the man answers.
" And what did you do ?" Lucas asks already knowing the answer.
" I betrayed you , my lord." the man says bowing his head.
" Then why did you betray me ?" Lucas asks raising his perfect thick eyebrow.
" I got blind for money." the man mumbles.
" Yes , and as such you deserve to die." Lucas says and takes out his gun.
The man starts trembling looking at the gun with wide eyes.
" My lord , I'm sorry." the man says trembling.
" Sorry never pays." Lucas says in an evil tone as he aims his gun towards the man.
" Sorry boss, I'm please I'm sorry." the man starts shouting and in a second there is complete silence in the room.
Lucas has emptied the bullets inside his head.
" I don't like noise." Lucas mutters and leaves the room.
The guards immediately start cleaning the place as their master does not like anything dirty.
Lucas walks into his office and sees a very young girl sitting on his desk in only her bra and short skirt.
" Jain , what are you doing here ?" Lucas asks as he walks in and sits on his chair.
" I came to meet you , my lord." The girl replies walking to him and sitting on his lap.
She begins to grind herself on him. Lucas grabs her hair and kisses her roughly.
He unclasps her bra which falls on the floor immediately and begins to knead her breasts.
Jain keeps moaning as Lucas lifts her skirt and starts pumping his finger in and out of her v****a.
" You wanted this right ?" he asks pumping his finger more faster.
" Yes , yes f**k me master. f**k this w***e of yours. " the girl says opening his belt.
Lucas opens the drawer of condoms taking out one.
" Sir , can I come in ?" someone knocks on the door.
" Go away , I'm busy." Lucas growls as he tears the condom wrapper.
" Sir , its important." the man says.
" Give me seven minutes. Stay there." Lucas says and the man complies to his order and stands near the door as sounds of Lucas cursing , Jain moaning and skin slapping skin comes from the room.
The man has surely figured out what important work Lucas was dong in there but who had the courage to question him.
After exactly seven minutes , Jain walks out of the room with wrinkled clothes , messy hair and smudged make up.
The man walks in and sees Lucas wearing his shirt.
" Sir , there is something important." The man says.
Lucas turns around and sits on the chair like a king he is.
" tell me." he commands.
" Sir , our brothels in Dubai have been closed and also the Khanna industries deal is gone." the man says in one breathe clutching the chair firmly.
" Who and how ?" Lucas asks with a stone face.
" Allen Grey , the deal went to Allen and our brothels have been closed by Zander." the man says.
" What the f**k is their problem ?" Lucas bangs the desk in anger.
" Leave ." he shouts and the man hurriedly runs out of his cabin.
Allen and Zander have always been rivals of Lucas . Lucas hated the two humans with passion. Zander was a mafia leader just like Lucas so they fought for dominance and Allen was a huge businessman so they fought for power.
" I need to teach them how to mind their own business." Lucas growls clenching his fists.
I'm Lucas Kingston and no one f***s with my business.
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