The Darkest Bond

My soul will find yours

Malachi Khaos Blackwood

I watched the whole scene play out before me. I keep telling myself that she shouldn't have anyone other than me killing her. I can't deny how hard I got when she danced, she really knows how to get my attention without even asking. I was at the verge of coming over to rip that bralette and that string off her body till that fucker of a guard barged in and ruined our moment.

I wanted to come personally but she needs to be punished for attempting to touch herself. She must understand that I alone gives her the pleasure she needs and more. I frowned at how rude and demandingly forceful the puny officers was and it didn't sit well with me at all.

I waited until I talked myself into not causing a bloodbath for an enemy's daughter who I obviously want.

I didn't say much to him to have him break his own wrist but he knows when I step in he'll have to lose an arm for hurting her. I watched how exasperated she looked, she was curious as well as tired from the commotion. I picked up my phone exactly a burner phone texting her with it. Her face lights up when she finds my text. She thought for a while before replying me.

I smirked expecting her to act all damsel like she says she doesn't need my help to get out. I wanted to reply cockily but I refrained from that. I will only give instructions and she must willingly obey.

I typed in the final word I have for her before shutting my phone off. She growled tossing her phone aside.

I laid back on the bed thinking off my next strategic planning. I had a chess board before me and a lighter in my hand and while I played with it, I think. My lips curled up at the huge plan I'd formulated before turning back to the chess board. I moved a piece glancing at my right hand man, Steele.

Even after all that we have been through together, he still acknowledges drugs we specially cigarettes. I despise the fact that he gets to smoke in front of me without falling limp and dead. None of my men smoked around me and definitely should never be high when called for duty.

I had a tattoo artist draw another tally to my back where I keep record of my kills. My latest kill died like a p***y and is tagged the easiest kill of all times. He was a loner of course with no job and lots of junks around to make me gag. His protruded belly and the cheese around his lips marred my mental image for life.

The way he gagged when I slit his throat or the way he cried when I walked in made me almost pitiful. Keyword : Almost.

"She's hot." I heard Steele say. I turned to him with a growl. He wasn't supposed to be here....no one was but me. Cameras where everywhere, at any angle capturing her room, her closet, her mansion, her bathroom and the hallway. I don't watch the bathroom footage. Why would I spoil a sneak peek?. I turn off all the cameras facing him. "What are you doing here?" I asked. He chuckled befozje shrugged. "Came to see the obsession, why?" he said vaguely speaking. I almost rolled my eyes at how absent-minded he spoke. He didn't mention his reasons so I guess he is curious. "Lynnette's daughter. I'm handling her" I muttered contrary to the anger brewing inside me at his presence here where I see her. And the fact that I can't see what she's doing now because he's in the room with me. "Do you mind leaving this room?" I asked out of impulse. "Do you mind if I sneak in as well into her room and play with her a bit?" He countered. I gritted my teeth, balled my hands into a fist before l sighed. "No" I said calmly. He wanted to see my reaction and I won't let me think for once that I'm falling for her. I'll rather roll in a vat of acid.

He shrugged stepping out. "You've always liked a challenge. I prefer submissives". He puffed a ring of smoke before shutting the door behind him. I switched the cameras on and there she was face to face with one of my cameras. She found the first one but she won't find the other eighteen. She set it on the table and then climbed on her bed wearing only a t-shirt and panties. I swallowed silently hoping she disobeys me so I can come over and redden that sweet ass.

She pulled out the largest dildo out of her secret drawers and climbed onto the bed, taking her sweet time to tease me while crawling towards the pillows. She leaned back and I did as well to watch her disobey me. She spread her legs wide towards the camera giving me a view of her shaven, glistering p***y. She pulls out a lube bottle out of her hidden drawers. The vibrator wasn't something to scoff at but I bet she was imagining it were my c**k. Her chest rose and her breathing picked as she dry-humped the silicone while her head fell back and her lips parted. She ran her free hands over her breasts, kneading and cupping them fingers bouncing over her tightened n****e in a way that sends heat straight to my c**k. I knew my little bird wasn't a fan of vanilla s*x, she wanted raw, rough s*x that balanced pain with pleasure. The foreplay hasn't even started and I craved a release. Leaning forward, she had the vibrator in place so she could ride it. I kept my hands at my sides not wanting to touch myself, not letting her bratty attitude control my last thread of restraint. I watched her f**k the dildo with her eyes on the camera. f**k. I stood up leaving for her place. She's gonna regret that.