Anima

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"F-f**k, S-sir. M-more, f**k me harder," the woman moaned. She looks disheveled with her hair undone and her upper body exposed for me. I curled my fingers inside her while sucking her erected n*****s, licking and teasing its tip. She was obviously nearing her peak as she ride on me, pushing me deeper inside her.

I smirked. I enjoy the moment a woman loses her sanity over my touch.

"Uhhmmm, s**t," she whimpered as her body shook against me, indicating that she came. I pulled away from her, licking her juices from my fingers and collected myself.

"Fix yourself, and go back to work, babe. We have a company to run," my secretary shyly nodded her whilest she fixed herself.

Once she's done, I breathe a heavy sigh. s*x is a way for me to release some steam. The results from three days ago still upsets me causing my libido to reach through the roofs. I walked towards the glass window, the city lights of Metro Manila glimmer in front of me. For some it was a magnificent view, for me it was just another reminder of my darkness.

How I wish I ccould spread my wings and claim the skies above.

"Are you still feeling dejected, Brother," Beelzebub said, appearing from nowhere.

"Why am I even here, Beelzy? Why would Grandafther punish me for the sins I have committed eons ago," I whispered.

"Because He's selfish, and a narcissist," he ccountered. I chuckled with his response, of course, there is no doubt that he despise my Grandafther.

"Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent. Is he able, but not willing? Then he is malevolent. Is he both able and willing? Then whence cometh evil? Is he neither able nor willing? Then why call him God," I retorted.

"Regen Asmodeus Romanov, if you spend your days questioning everything, you will never find your answer. It's stupid, we exist simply to exist. Stop sulking and get your ass to work. Lilith wouldn't want an unworthy competition," I clenched my jaw with the mention of my mother's name.

I turned towards my brother's direction but there is no one in the room but me. I combed my hair harshly from frustration.

What am I supposed to do here?

Without a second to waste. I grabbed my keys, and left the office.

It;s about time I strengthen my New Sodom.

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The facade was subtle, no sparkling lights and unnecessary branding, luxury does not need to be recognized by people outside the circle. I went over to the entrance where no guard is stationed, only a card exclusive for members can have access to the metal-framed one-way glass.

"Get off me, you idiots. I'm not a f*****g p********e," my eyebrows raised as I heard a woman's loud voice. It echoes through the pristine walls of my man cave. Her voice isn't exactly what I expect to welcome my return.

Obviously mindless, our bodies collided as the guards ran towards her. I sighed and motioned them to stop before grabbing the woman by the arm.

"Y-young Master," Metal, the chief security stuttered as he recognizes me. I raised my hand to signal him to go and I'll handle the situation. More guards going after this woman might catch more attention. I don't need more chores.

The woman pulled her hand from me but I tightened my group. I dragged her towards my personal elevator without a word. She was mumbling, obviously talking to herself.

"I'm not here to f**k anyone," she boldy said. I shifted my gaze towards her as the elevator move upwards. Her height average, but it complimented her long, black, and straight hair. She was wearing a dress just above her knees, and true to her words, she doesn't look like any of our toys here.

She looked at me, showing her strong facial features. Her well-defined jaws, brown almond eyes, and her moles. I didn't notice I was just staring at her until the doors opened. I tried to shrug the uneasiness and shoved her outside to my penthouse.

"If you're not here to be someone's slave, why are you here," I asked nonchalantly.

"It's none of your business," she rolled her eyes.

"It is my business if it's affecting my business. You 'caused a ruckos in my hallways, Madame," I emphasized.

"So you own this place," the woman replied as a matter of fact, in which I shrugged.

"You're the bastard who exploits women to s*x," she added.

"They all came here on their own free will, did you think I force women here? They're here because they wanted to be fu..."

I didn't finish my sentence as her hand met my cheeks. It made my ears ring, and my face sting. I grabbed her clothes and pulled her closer towards me.

"You don't know half the stories they have, you have never lived their lives, so don't expect them to just come here because they're sluts," she was fuming mad, and for the first time in my life I can't read someone. She pushed me as tears stream down her face.

"Not everyone here wants to be used like an object of lust, so please give me back my sister."