Saint By Day, Sinner By Night

CHAPTER 8

Murphy's POV

I sat in my armchair under the neon lights of my room with my shirt unbuttoned enjoying my cigars and whiskey as I watched the two whores writhe and moan on the bed before me with their bodies glistening with sweat.

"f**k yeah, take it you dirty sluts!" I growled as I undid my belt. I grabbed a fistful of the brunette's hair and shoved her head down on my c**k.

She gurgled and sputtered, but I just laughed and slapped her ass hard as her plump cheeks jiggled from the impact. The redhead was riding my knee and grinding her dripping cunt on my thigh as she fondled her t**s.

"Ride my knee you cocksucking w***e. I wanna make you squirm."

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and without hesitation, the door flung open, and in came Davy, my VP.

"Boss, I'm sorry to disturb you, but..."

I've told that i***t not to interrupt me while I was with the girls.

"Get the f**k out of here!" I bellowed. "Can't you see I'm busy breaking in these c*m dumpsters? Now shut the door and let me finish!"

I grabbed the brunette's hair and rammed her head up and down my d**k forcing her to deepthroat me. Tears streaked her face, not out of pain but pleasure. She was enjoying this as much as I am. She didn't resist, just focused on pleasuring my c**k. The redhead was frigging her c**t and making lewd moaning noises.

"f**k I'm gonna bust soon..." I grunted as my balls tightened. I slammed the brunette down one last time and held her head in place as I unleashed a torrent of jizz straight down her throat.

At the same time I grabbed the redhead's hips and rammed her down on my c**k burying myself to the hilt in her tight cunt. She let out a scream of pained ecstasy as I filled her womb with my seed. Both girls were trembling violently and thoroughly used up. I released them and they collapsed on the bed, gasping for air.

"Get the f**k out," I growled at them.

The girls began to struggle with their few things in response to my command. I reached for the briefcase that was sitting on the side table and pulled out a wad of cash.

“Here,” I said as I tossed the wad of cash to them. “Get the f**k out now!”

The girls quickly snatched the cash with eager hands like hungry beggars and rushed out of the room with most of their clothes still in their hands instead of their bodies.

They were just instruments for me to use whenever I wanted to. Everyone was just a tool, and as long as I had what they wanted, which was money, I could control whatever they did and whoever I wanted.

A quick trip to the washroom and I washed off the stench of s*x from my body and cleaned my d**k from the c*m that had quickly dried off on it. I returned to my chair with my cigar in hand and my legs on the table in nothing but pure bliss.

“Davy! Get in here!” I growled.

I knew he hadn't gone far. I knew he was still out there, right out the door, waiting for me to call him back in.

True to my assumptions, Davy walked in immediately.

“Forgive me, Boss. But there's…”

I raised a hand immediately to silence him.

“Get someone to clean the c*m out of this room later, will you?” I growled.

“Yes, boss.” Davy nodded.

“Now what the f**k were you all bother about?” I asked.

“The clubhouse near Dead Man's Alley was attacked last night,” Davy replied.

I immediately sat up with my attention aroused by his words.

“Attacked? By whom?” I asked.

“The Hellfangs MC.”

Of course.. I should have known. That self-righteous fool.. the reaper of Hellfangs MC! It was about time he came looking for trouble.

I quickly got up, put on a shirt, and nudged Davy to lead the way. He walked right back to our main meeting room, where the others were already seated around the table.

“I want to hear it all,” I growled as I sat down.

My enforcer immediately stood up.

“A couple of Hellfangs were caught at Dead Man's alley, and our men immediately decided to show them a lesson, only that it backfired when a good number of Hellfangs came for payback.” The enforcer explained.

“And I hear that our boys didn't just teach these Hellfangs a lesson but decided to capture some of them.” My sergeant-at-arms chirped in. “A man was killed. We drew the first blood.”

“Jesus Christ!” I muttered. “You teach a man a lesson by giving him a proper beating and letting him off so he can remember that the rest of his life! You don't go gun down a Hellfang and not expect retaliation!”

“Nevertheless, Boss..” My enforcer spoke up. “Our clubhouse was attacked, and we need to retaliate. We'd be called fools and cowards if we let this slide!”

“Who the f**k do you think I am?!” I snapped at him. “You take me for a fool? Of course I'm not 'letting this slide'!”

“Forgive my foolish words, Boss.” The enforcer bowed a little.

I eyed him angrily before turning my attention to the rest of the men.

“For a long time now, there's been relative peace between the gangs, especially between the Hellfangs and the Dead Revenants, but tonight, however, that peace is threatened.” I paused for a while with my eyes scanning the hard faces before me. “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. We will let them know that the reaper can be touched too, what do we have on him?!”

My VP immediately stepped forward and dropped a photo on the table in front of me.

“Here's a picture of Myles Voss meeting his fiancée earlier today,” Davey said.

I almost choked on my cigar, and my eyes widened.

“The reaper? With a fiancée?!” I asked.

“Yes, Boss,” Davey replied.

I peered carefully at the picture, and sure enough, it was indeed him.

“Huh, interesting.” I scoffed. “I'd like to meet this fiancé. I'm sure she'd be thrilled to meet the Murphy Murdock, the Ghost of the Dead Revenants.”