Noir Legacy

CHAPTER 2: STRIP!

"Stop! Please stop!!"

"Ahhh!!!"

"Boss, please stop!!!"

The girl Pedro is screwing couldn't stop screaming from his hard thrusts. She's one of his girls in the mob.

"Shut the f**k up and shoot your f*****g ass to me" he spat and she turned her position to a doggy style.

Sliding into her anus from behind, he resumed his rough thrusts. His right hand spanked her ass while the left one squeezed her t**s tight.

"f**k!" He groaned when his c**k hit her womb.

"Ahh! ple…"

The girl's cries were being cut off as he turned her around. His d**k was still buried deep inside her cunt as he positioned her for a different style.

He placed her legs on his shoulders and continued his banging, but it was faster this time.

"Argh!!!"

"Good girl, I wanna hear your screams."

"Ouch! Please!!"

"Yes! Keep screaming louder for Daddy."

He banged her till she bled from her mouth and p***y. She eventually passed out and he pulled out of her.

"Annoying b***h!" Pedro scoffed, removing the condom from his d**k.

He had one of his bodyguards toss her out while he walked into his bathroom to shower.

Pedro Blackwell is a man of power and influence in the criminal underworld, and he leads the BULLET KINGS, the primary rivals of the EMINENT DEVILS.

✮Half An Hour Later✮

Pedro reclined in a leather chair, his fingers wrapped around a glass of amber-colored liquor. He took a long drag from his water pipe, the wisps of smoke curling lazily around his face. The air was thick with tension.

"Has my truck arrived?" Pedro asked, his voice a gravelly growl, as he exhaled a cloud of smoke from his nostrils.

His loyal assistant, Slice, stood nearby, his eyes darting nervously around the room. He cleared his throat before responding.

"Yes, Don, but Gavino messed with the other one."

Pedro's brows furrowed, and he shot to his feet, his sudden movement causing his glass of liquor to topple to the floor, shattering into a thousand pieces. The amber liquid splattered across the polished marble.

"What!?" Pedro's voice thundered through the room, and he grabbed Slice by the collar of his shirt, his face contorted with anger and disbelief.

Slice trembled in Pedro's grip but managed to stammer, "I'm sorry, Don. The damage was already done before we arrived."

Pedro's eyes blazed with fury, and he drew his gun, pressing it against Slice's forehead. The room fell silent except for the heavy, labored breaths of the two men.

"And you still got the guts to face me? How about I end your miserable life too?" Pedro spat, his finger tightening on the trigger.

"Please forgive me" Slice pleaded as he dropped to his knees, his eyes locked on the cold, steel barrel of Pedro's gun.

Pedro scoffed and slowly lowered the gun, the threat still hanging heavily in the air.

"If such repeats itself, pick a good spot to be buried there" he said icily.

"Get out of my presence" he ordered, kicking Slice, who scrambled to his feet and rushed out of the room.

Alone in the room, Pedro seethed with anger.

"Gavino!!!" he shouted, his voice echoing off the walls, his fist clenched and his face contorted with murderous intent.

✮•✮•✮

Gavino strolled into his underground computer lab, the click of his Italian leather shoes echoing on the smooth floor. The lab, a maze of servers and blinking LEDs, was centered around a massive screen that flickered to life, casting a blue glow.

"Good morning, handsome" the screen greeted in its playful electronic voice. Hailey, the AI that had been his partner in crime for years, winked with her pixelated smile.

Gavino, unimpressed, poured himself a cup of espresso from an ornate silver machine.

"Morning, Hailey" he replied coolly. "What's the update for today?"

Hailey's virtual eyes sparkled. "Got some juicy news for you," she said conspiratorially. "You won't believe this one."

"What is it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

Hailey grinned. "I've found a popular stripper in Cuba, and she—"

Gavino cut her off with a smirk. "I’ve already f****d her" he said, glancing at the image on the screen.

Hailey gasped. "Are you some kind of f*****g machine?" she exclaimed.

Gavino leaned closer, his tone icy. "If anyone is a machine, it’s you. Now, stop with the nonsense and give me the update, or I’ll shut you down."

"Okay, okay, meanie!" Hailey huffed before continuing. "There’s a psycho drug dealer known as Mask, because his face is always concealed."

Gavino’s interest piqued as images of the elusive figure filled the screen.

"His real name is Steve Harts, currently in Mexico" Hailey added.

Gavino’s eyes gleamed wickedly. "Finally," he whispered to himself, "a real madman."

✮•✮•✮

Elmira’s heart raced as she stood in the doorway of her new room. It was a spacious but strange place, a far cry from anything she had known. The large bed by a wide window dominated the room. Everything was neatly arranged, and the walls were painted in shades of black and white, starkly missing her favorite color, purple—a reminder of her loss of control over her surroundings.

A sharp knock startled her. Turning, she saw a young woman with striking features. The newcomer, likely in her early twenties, had long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and a Chinese word tattoo on her right arm.

"I'm not here to stand like a statue," the girl said bluntly, breaking the silence.

"Sorry," Elmira mumbled, stepping aside to let her in.

The girl, introducing herself as Jinx, walked in with confidence, carrying several fancy bags.

"I'm Jinx, your assistant, and these are your new clothes," she announced, handing the bags to Elmira, who took them hesitantly.

"I'm Elmira," she replied, nervously.

"Not much of a talker, huh?" Jinx said, amused. "Hope you’re not a headache like the others."

Curious, Elmira asked, "There were others?"

Jinx burst into laughter, filling the room with an unexpected lightness. Elmira realized she had asked a naive question.

"My God! You have no idea who you’re dealing with," Jinx smirked.

"Here’s a tip," she added, her tone darkening. "Love your room more than any other place here."

With that, Jinx left, leaving Elmira with a cryptic warning. As she sank onto the bed, an overwhelming sense of fear settled over her. She was in a world she didn't understand, under the care of an enigmatic owner, and she couldn't help but wonder what her new life would bring.

✮•✮•✮

Delilah stood on the shooting range, her finger gently caressing the trigger of her gun. She had always been a crack shot, and today was no different. With a focused gaze, she aimed at the bull's eye and squeezed the trigger. The shot rang out, and the bullet struck the target dead center. Delilah smiled victoriously, feeling proud of herself.

"Still doing your baby training, Delilah?" Ryder said mockingly as he walked over.

Delilah frowned and turned the gun toward Ryder, her eyes cold and determined.

"My finger is still on the damn trigger, and I don't mind blowing your f*****g brains out, you asshole."

Ryder smirked, unfazed, and reached out to grab her hand.

"You should mind your choice of words, Hun. Don't forget, I'm still your superior."

Before things could escalate further, Tiago, Delilah's boyfriend, appeared on the scene. He wasted no time in defending his girlfriend.

"Take your f*****g hands off my girlfriend" he fired.

Delilah's face lit up as she rushed to Tiago's side. He pulled her in for a kiss, his possessive grip on her unmistakable. They didn't care that they were in a public space.

"Your rooms aren't far from here" Nevio remarked sarcastically as he stepped out of a pickup truck with Kendra and Chase.

"Hi, Chase!" a girl waved with a smile, and he rolled his eyes, walking away.

"Since you guys are back, Boss needs our attention in the Superiors Room" Ryder informed them.

"I bet it's another high-stakes, money-making deal" Kendra chimed in with excitement.

They all moved toward the Superiors Room, ready to embark on their next dangerous mission.

✮•✮•✮

Elmira gulped nothing and walked into the large room slowly with skipping heartbeats. Gavino had ordered for her to come to his suite.

As she walked in fully, her eyes scanned the room. The lights were dim which made it hard to give everywhere a good look.

"Why are you still standing there?" Gavino asked coldly as he walked out of his changing room with a pair of joggers.

He's not wearing a shirt, revealing his broad chest and devilish tattoos. He looks smoking hot in his appearance.

Elmira approached him slowly, and he smirked, noticing how the nightgown he had purchased for her was very revealing.

Pulling her closer, he grabbed her soft ass and spanked it hard.

"Ah!" She whimpered.

Gavino released her and went to sit on his large bed. He wants to do his dirty play in his room this time.

He pulled down his joggers and his big long c**k leaped out like it was expecting something exciting.

"Do I have to tell you everything?" He shot her a fierce glare.

Elmira stood there a bit clueless for a few seconds, then she walked to him and squatted. She knows exactly what she's meant to do.

"Get to work already" he barked impatiently and she held his d**k gently.

It felt weird in her hands, especially the way it was throbbing with thick veins. Parting her tiny lips, her tongue touched the tip first. Slowly and carefully, she put in more of it. He's really big and there's no f*****g way she can swallow at a straight.

Moving her mouth and tongue on it, Gavino threw his head back in pleasure of her warm mouth.

"s**t!" He cursed as she sucked in more of him.

Grabbing a handful of her hair, he started f*****g her mouth, his long c**k hitting her throat without mercy.

Elmira struggled to free herself but that's an impossible task.

"Make that f*****g mouth wider" Gavino spat as he gave a resetting slap on her cheek.

Tears slipped out of Elmira's eyes as she tried making her mouth wider. Her mouth is feeling hellish pains already. She feels like she's gonna pass out any moment soon. Gavino didn't care about her sniveling and kept banging her mouth disastrously.

After long minutes of the coarse mouth f**k, he pulled his giant d**k out of her and Elmira staggered to the floor, trying to catch her breath. Her mouth feels as if it's burning intensely, like a raging fire.

"Let's see how good your p***y tastes" Gavino smirked.

"Strip!" Came his order with a mean look.

"Strip???" The word rang like a bell in her head. The last thing she wanted was to give her precious body to a beast.

"I said strip!" Gavino's bark was accompan

ied by another hard slap, resulting in her lip bursting.

Tears streaming down, she stood up and began to undress herself. As the nightie slowly fell to the floor, her beautiful body met his lustful gaze.