#Death's_wish.. I fell for the killer

As Damian entered the dimly-lit interrogation room, his eyes locked onto the thug who was tied to a chair. He had been sent to kill Damian, but had failed in his mission. Damian didn't believe in violence, but sometimes, it was necessary to protect what was his. He walked up to the thug Andrew studied his face. He was young, no more than twenty-five. He had a rough exterior, with scars and bruises that spoke of a difficult life. Damian couldn't help but feel sorry for the man. He wondered what had led him to a life of crime. "You know why you're here," Damian said, his voice cold and hard. The thug looked up at Damian, fear etched in his face. He knew what was coming, and he didn't want to suffer any more pain than necessary. "I don't know anything," the thug said, his voice barely above a whisper. "You expect me to believe that?" Damian said, his tone mocking. "You were sent to kill me. You don't do that kind of thing without knowing who sent you." The thug didn't respond. He just looked down at his feet, his face twisted in pain. Damian walked over to a table in the corner of the room and picked up a pair of pliers. He walked back over to the thug and held the pliers in front of his face. "I can make this hurt more, or I can make it quick," Damian said, his voice low and menacing. "It's your choice." The thug stared at the pliers, his eyes wide with fear. He knew that Damian was serious. He had no choice but to talk. "It was Dennis," the thug said, his voice shaking. "He paid me to kill you." Damian felt a surge of anger. He had always known that his stepbrother was trouble, but he never imagined that he would stoop this low. "Why would he do that?" Damian asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "He wants Double D Tech," the thug said, his voice growing stronger. "He wants to take it from you." Damian felt a wave of sadness wash over him. He had always known that his family was dysfunctional, but he never imagined that it would come to this. He walked over to the thug and looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry it had to come to this," Damian said, his voice filled with regret. "But you leave me no choice." He picked up a sharp tool from the table and plunged it into the thug's heart. The thug gasped in pain and then went still. "Clean this up" he ordered no one in particular. Damian stood there for a moment, looking down at the dead thug. He felt a sense of emptiness wash over him. He knew that he would have to confront his stepbrother and put an end to this once and for all. But for now, he just wanted to be alone.ut for now, he just wanted to be alone. Chapter 2. Dim (Note this chapter has a lot of 18+ contents, readers below 18 can skip this chapter) He walked out of the interrogation room and into the cold night air. He knew that he had a long night ahead of him, but for now, he just needed to clear his head. He drove his SUV convertible roughly down the streets of Texas. How lonely he has become. How much pain has his father's love for power pushed him beyond reach. He drove all the way at full speed to his favorite spot, 'DEW' a hotel he developed interest in two years ago, he could bring in his tools to this place unlike the other hotels he visited with many restrictions. He wanted a good body massage and a whole lot of other things. Damien knew he could get it here. He was the devil in bed any way. He got to his hotel room, blue lights, dark and cold just as he liked it . He sat on his bed with his well fitted blue tuxedo, he reached for his blue tie with poker dots and adjuted it, he needed to breathe after all. "Yes, I already made my order, send it in immediately" he spoke into the hotels intercom. He was one of their biggest customers, they knew how he liked his orders served. Hot, just hot, nothing short of hot. "Knock knock" he heard a loud feminine voice, a smile creeped on his lips, he knew he would enjoy this ride, she had a loud voice fit for a good scream. Damian got to the door, behold the most adorable slender, dark skinned beauty in front of him, he was dumb founded.. She let her self in while he stood there like he just saw a ghost. She was too beautiful to be a call girl. But who cares anyway. He locked the door, he had a long night of ecstasy ahead of him. By the time he turned back to face his dinner, she was already unclad. He liked them wild and this is indeed what he wanted. She knew how to get down to business smartly with out too many instructions. . "I'll need a shower miss, I'll be right back" Damien said still staring at her. She wasn't having any of that, this man paid good money and she wanted her service to be top notch. I'll start from the bathroom then" she muttered walking ahead of him to the bathroom door. Damien was stunned he immediately stripped him self off every piece of clothing including his underwear, his already erected little man flew up like it's been in a cage for too long, it was screaming freedom at last. He followed her into the bathroom, she totally knew what she was doing because she started romancing him right there in the shower. He squeeze her breast and she let out a soft moan. She turned facing him and poured the strawberry flavourd liquid bath she found in the shower, she gave him a good wash and also got washed. She went down on him and grabbed the pillar sized d**k, she got an affirmation because he nodded on it's own. Throat dip it went, up and down, up and down, slowly, then faster and faster until she almost gaged, Damien was enjoying every bit of it, she started sucking on his cap, this almost drove him crazy but he had to keep his cool, he wanted this night to be long and wet. He lifted her up like a piece of clothing to the bed, he wasn't sure of what to do with her, but he was certainly going to make her scream. He smiled at her figure on the bed, he got his cuffs and pinned her to the bed frame. He wanted to enjoy it more after all he paid for this, he patted her legs and hung them separately giving him a better view of her pink p***y lips. He grabbed one of her boobs and sucked on the other, while thrusting in and out of her, which filled the room with loud mouns. Alicia thought she was going to die of pleasure but the pleasure finally came to an end when he pulled out and sprayed his trailer load of semen all over her face. He uncuffed her and fell asleep. *readers below the 18 please avoid this space* I love you all. #EBI