Chapter 3
1062 Words
Aaron
To think that I will meet the daughter of my enemy here in a notorious club was something I least expected.
Fucking her, tearing her p***y apart like that of a pathetic slut. On my first day of return to Los Angeles.
Originally, I paid for a slut's service but got something ten times better in return, A f*****g virgin and my enemy's daughter.
I smirked evilly as I slammed inside her tight p***y, using her virgin blood as lubricant.
She screams from the pain, crying into the sheets as I showed her no mercy.
Girls like her deserved nothing but cruelty. She walked into her own trap and got to suffer the consequences.
"Please...I can't take...it... anymore..."
"I am just getting started, sweetheart. You should have ran when I told you to." I rammed into her with a force full of hatred. She screamed filling the room with her voice.
"Please... have mercy..."
"Mercy isn't for bad girls, sweetheart." I mused, wrecking her even more.
Each slam sent a gratifying feeling of joy and pleasure through my body, while she got the painful end of it.
I was bent on ruining her, mocking her while ripping off every good pleasure she had enjoyed in the past.
This was the amount of hatred I had for her pathetic father. All I could see in her was him and that was my driving force to cause her pain just like he did to me eleven years ago.
By the time I was done with her, she fell limp on the bed, weak from my cruelty and messed up in her own blood.
I jerked off my remaining c*m on her ass before getting out of the bed.
Went into the bathroom and washed off her virgin blood from my c**k.
A nasty gift for Christmas. Santa has finally granted me one of my biggest wishes.
Gabriel Adams just walked into my palm thanks to his pathetic daughter who can't keep herself hidden.
I came out of the bathroom and glanced over to the bed where Gabriel's daughter laid.
Seeing her now completely in a mess gave me a new joy of satisfaction without any atom of regret.
I strode over to the table where I left my car keys and dropped a huge tip before leaving the room.
Once I got out, my right hand man and body guard followed me behind.
"Is there anything I need to know?" I asked trudging down to the elevator.
"Mr. Gabriel has finally accepted our proposal and is willing to strike a deal with us."
"Is that so. The cat is finally coming around." I chuckled, knowing I was the reason for his downfall.
"Your plan worked perfectly well and he's company is on the brink of going bankrupt. Like you ordered, no businessman in the country wants to have anything to do with him."
I had put a strict blacklisting warning to any company who tries to help Gabriel in his business. Of course, I had done it under an anonymous name but a powerful name that no one dared to offend.
That way I would be able to sting him straight in the eye without him realizing that I am his enemy.
"What about his political campaign?" I asked.
"I am sorry sir, but I haven't been able to find any dirty on him."
"Don't worry about that. You can use this to sabotage his plans. I want him completely drained of every single dime on him. Even the streets won't accept him as a wretched beggar," I said, my voice strong with hatred and desire for revenge. I gave my body guard the photo I had taken of Gabriel's daughter.
That alone would be able to end his political aspiration.
We got out of the elevator that opened to the back exit of the clubhouse.
"Good evening, Sir." My private chauffeur greeted, holding out the car door for me.
"Good evening, Jackson. Take me to Adams company. I have a sweet offer to make," I said, sliding into the car, amused with the way things were going according to my plan.
The videos of Gabriel's daughter were all over the internet, causing a huge scandal for the old man's campaign.
I watched the statistics of his company fall to the ditch, partners pulling out from his damn company, and most importantly, his campaign supporters and opponents trashing him to the end.
Satisfied with the result, I placed a call to Gabriel Adams to make my first move on the game of chess.
He was going to fall back on me and before he would realize what hit him, he would have lost everything.
"Don't understand!!!!" I could hear his voice rage through the speaker of my phone.
He was in chaos and I liked the sound of his devastation.
"Hello, Mr. Gabriel Adams," I said with a sinister voice.
"Who is this? And what do you want?!" He yelled.
"You might want to lower your voice, Mr. Adams. I have come to save you from your crisis."
"Save me? Are you God? Who are you to save me?" He cackled, his voice laced with frustration that overwhelmed my heart with joy.
"Do you want to be saved or not, Mr. Adams?" I asked, tapping my index finger slowly and gently at the back of my phone.
"What? If you are playing with me..."
"Your company is currently suffering from a huge blow, your daughter's nudes are all over the internet and your political campaign seems to be going down the drain. Yet, you think I am joking with you. Have a good night, Mr. Adams," I said, pretending to go off the call.
"Wait." He urgently screamed. "I need help just tell me what to do and I will do it."
"Give me your company and empty your bank accounts." I went straight to the point, dead tone with my words.
"You must be crazy, who the hell do you think you are?" He roared like a crocked animal.
"I am your savior, Aaron Steinfeld," I said and his side went silent. "Good, now let's discuss properly when I get to your company, Mr. Adams." I ended the call and chuckled darkly.
This was only the beginning of my destruction. Soon he would have nothing by his side, not even his family.
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