Sadistic

VERA POV Four years ago The pulsating rhythm of the music reverberated through the air, intermingling with the heady scents of perspiration and longing, creating an atmosphere that made my stomach churn with a sense of unease. the echoing laughter of revelers seemed to encircle me, leaving me feeling trapped in a whirlwind of disquiet. I had never been one for large crowds or raucous gatherings, yet here I was, in a bustling club in Italy, seeking something that would help me escape from the turmoil of my thoughts. As I stood at the bar, contemplating the sea of unfamiliar faces, the bartender slid a martini in front of me with a cryptic remark that left me puzzled. "This is for you, doll," he said Perplexed, I questioned his gesture, "I didn't ask for this." "It's a gift from Mr. King," the bartender explained, nodding in the direction of a man seated in a VIP booth. I rolled my eyes, accepting the drink, and made my way towards the VIP booth. Before I could reach my destination, a formidable-looking bodyguard intercepted my path, bringing me to an abrupt halt. " It's okay let her in" Silas spoke Thankfully, the tension was swiftly diffused as a commanding voice from within the booth granted me entry. I took a seat next to Silas, carefully placing the martini down on the table. “ What do you want Silas” “ I just wanted to see if your okay and you looked lonely” he said and pouted “ why do you even care and Aurora is with Lucas making out“ I responded then felt silas hand on my thigh and came close to my ear and whispered “ I will always care for you Vera” then eagerly pressed his lips against mine in a rough and steamy kiss, I was taken aback at first but as old feelings resurfaced, I gave in and pulled him closer and I was start to become needy. Before long enough, Silas took my hand and led me to a nearby hallway, where an elevator awaited. Without a word, we stepped inside and ascended to another floor, anticipation building with each passing moment. I entered the room with Silas, and as soon as the door closed behind us, he pressed me against the wall with a hunger in his eyes. Without hesitation, his lips found mine in a demanding, passionate kiss that left me breathless. His kisses trailed down to my neck, each one sending shivers of pleasure through my body. "Silas," I moaned his name, feeling the intensity and the wetness between my legs. "Say my name again, amore," he groaned, his voice heavy with desire, as I rolled my hips against his, feeling the heat between us. "Silas," I repeated, the sound of his name escaping my lips like a plea. His response was to throw me onto the bed, our urgency growing as we began to undress, our hands fumbling with buttons and zippers in our haste to reach each other. As Silas removed his tight grey boxers, I couldn't help but gasp at the sight of the monster that was his c**k spring up, already red and swollen leaking precum. Silas noticed my reaction and chuckled, the sound sending a thrilling shiver down my spine as his hand trailed teasingly to my p***y. "You're already wet," he observed as he inserted a finger, but I pushed him away, a daring idea forming in my mind. Moving to the edge of the bed, I presented myself to him, my back arched and my hips raised, a silent invitation in my posture. "f**k me," I moaned, my voice heavy with desire as I began to touch myself, feeling the intensity of the moment building within me. Silas responded with a low, primal growl, taking my hand away from the pleasure i was giving myself and guiding the tip of his throbbing c**k to my entrance. "You asked for this, baby girl. Remember that," he murmured, his words sending a thrill of anticipation through me as he pushed himself into me. "You're so tight," he moaned, his voice laced with longing, as he began to move his c**k all the way out, leaving me empty then slammed back in and f*****g me at a restless pace, not giving me time to adjust. " f**k" I said Clutching the sheets, I moaned like a w***e as the amount of pleasure i was receiving and it felt so f*****g good. "Oh, yeah," he chuckled, his voice filled with raw desire as kept at his pace then he turned me around without pulling out. As he thrust more harder, I felt a knot growing in the pit of my stomach, and I instinctively clenched around him, eliciting a deep, gratified groan from Silas. "Come for me, baby girl, c*m all over my c**k," he urged, his words sending a jolt of electricity through my body as he pounded into me with the relentless rhythm of a jackhammer. The pleasure built, reaching an almost unbearable peak, and I couldn't stifle my cries as the ecstasy washed over me, my body shuddering with the force of my release. Just a few more intense thrusts later, Silas's hips snapped forward, and he stilled, releasing himself inside me. ...... As the first rays of morning sunlight pierced at my eyes, I slowly roused from my slumber, only to be greeted by a pounding headache. Fuck i must have drank too much. But as I sat up, a rush of memories flooded back, each one more unsettling than the last. I gingerly rose from the bed, gathering my clothes and dressing in silence, hoping not to disturb Silas still sleeping soundly. After zipping up my dress, I caught a slight movement from the bed, but to my relief, he remained undisturbed. Grabbing my purse and phone, I quietly slipped out of the room. Once outside of the club, I made my way to my car, feeling a mix of regret and anxiety settling in. My stupid need for s*x when i am drunk. Starting the engine, I pulled out of the parking lot, and drove as I was in lost in my thoughts. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks. We didn't use a condom! { Present time... } "Please don't kill me," he pleaded desperately, but it was already too late. Carefully aiming my gun at his head, I pulled the trigger. The piercing sound echoed through the dark alleyway as his lifeless body crumpled onto the freezing concrete below. The scent of metallic blood filled the air, lingering with the stench of decay that attracted scurrying rats in search of any remnants. Placing my gun away in its holster, I knelt and ran my fingers through the sticky blood, smearing it on the wall to create my signature symbol of a crown and initials. This was my way of leaving a mark on those aware of my presence. I am Rahs Al Ghul, the head of the demon. My presence in the shadows brings fear onto others and the mention of my name. I am the Queen of New York City and everyone bends to my very will. Those who dare try to cross me will meet a fate worse than death. Standing tall again, I finally surveyed my artwork before exiting the alley. I reached my sleek motorcycle, referring to her as my baby. Igniting the engine, I donned my helmet and set off into the bustling streets of New York City. The city's energy pulsed around me as I weaved through the traffic. The skyscrapers loomed overhead, casting long shadows across the streets as I made my way towards the heart of the city. As I neared my street, and drove all the way down. My eyes fell upon the grandeur of my private mansion, and with a press of a button, the security gates smoothly opened and closed behind me as I passed through. I carefully parked my motorcycle in the garage and lifted off my helmet, as I made my way inside. "Mommy," I heard my daughter's sweet voice call out as she ran up to me, wrapping me in a tight embrace as I knelt down to meet her. "She didn't want to go to bed until you came home," my friend Don explained as he approached us. "Well, I'm home now," I replied "No, please Mommy, can we watch a movie? I promise to go to bed after," she pleaded, giving me her irresistible pout. I let out a sigh and straightened up. "One movie," I said in a firm tone, and Melina squealed with excitement, grabbing my hand and leading us to the living room. "What do you want to watch, księżniczka ( Princess) ?" Don asked. "Princess and the Frog, duh," she replied, and I chuckled at her attitude as Don put on the movie through Disney+. As the movie began, I pulled Melina close as we snuggled under the blankets, and Don stood to the side, leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Melina had drifted off to sleep halfway through the movie, moving her head gently from my lap as Don turned off the TV. "I got her," he said, carefully lifting Melina from my arms and carrying her up to her room. I admired Don's help and for being here; he was the only person I trusted more than anyone to be near my daughter. I met him a few years back when I had Melina. Don used to be in the mafia but he left it for personal reasons and didn't mind that I had a child. He was always there when I needed him and Melina loved him as did I. Tearing me away from my thoughts, as he took Melina upstairs, I rose from the couch and made my way to the bar, pouring myself a glass of whiskey. The soothing liquid eased the headache I had been feeling, and I poured myself another, reflecting on the comfort of being home with my little angel. "She's asleep," Don informed me as he walked in. "Thank you," I replied, taking another sip of whiskey. "How was your night out?" he asked. I smirked and turned to face Don. "Entertaining. Though many didn't even put up much of a fight," I said, and he nodded. I walked past him and starting to head upstairs to my room to change. Before I could go, Don had stopped me by grabbing my wrist and pulled me in for a kiss. I was taken aback at first, but soon I gave in, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling us closer. He tapped my thigh, signaling for me to jump up, and I gladly obliged. As I wrapped my legs around his waist, he planted kisses on my neck, and sucked on a certain spot that caused eliciting a soft moan from me. "Don," I moaned, and he looked at me with desire. I pulled him in for another kiss as he put me down. I began to unbuckle his belt and pull down the zipper. "Mom," a voice called out, and both Don and I looked up to see Melina rubbing her eyes. "I can't sleep," she said. "I'm coming, Melina," I said, looking back at Don. "Go ahead, she needs you," he said, nodding as I walked up the stairs, picked up Melina, and headed to her room. I swear this girl can be a c**k block. As I gently laid Melina down and carefully tucked her into bed, I settled beside her, tenderly running my fingers through her soft locks of hair, and began singing her a lullaby. " Eti shramy davno zhazhdali tvoyey nezhnoy laski Chtoby svyazat' nashi sud'by, chert voz'mi, chem vladeyut zvezdy Razorvite moye serdtse, i togda ispoveduyete svoyu lyubov' Izvilistaya, perepletayushchayasya sud'ba, kotoruyu my oba iskupayem. " ( These scars long have yearned for your tender caress. To bind our fortunes, damn what the stars own. Rend my heart open, then your love profess, A winding, weaving fate to which we both atone ) " Ty ubegayesh' ot moyey mechty utrom Tvoy aromat - yagodno-terpkiy, sirenevyy sladkiy Videt' vo sne voron'i lokony v'yushchiyesya, burnyye Fioletovyye glaza, blestyashchiye, kogda ty plachesh'" ( You flee my dream come the morning. Your scent - berries tart, lilac sweet. To dream of raven locks entwisted, stormy. Of violet eyes, glistening as you weep ) Halfway through the song, I gently planted a soft kiss on Melina's forehead as she sleeps peacefully, her breathing steady and calm. Leaving her room, I close the door quietly. I opened the door to my room as I knew Don had gone home, frustrated as I was going to have s*x with him, but my daughter comes first in everything. I changed into comfortable clothes, feeling the weight of the day lift as I do. As I settle into bed, my mind lingers on Don. Despite our friendship, the tension we have towards each other grew stronger. We became f**k buddies, but now it is transformed into something more. As exhaustion takes over, my eyes slowly close, and I find myself enveloped in soothing darkness. { The next day } I woke up from bed, I slowly stretched out my tired muscles, feeling the comforting warmth of the blankets lingering on my skin. With a sigh, I planted my feet firmly on the floor and shuffled towards the restroom to handle my business. Emerging from the restroom, I noticed my phone emitting a familiar ding from the nightstand. As I picked it up, I saw a text from Don. A smile crept across my lips as I eagerly opened the message to read what he sent. "Do you and Melina want to have brunch? My treat," the text read. Without hesitation, I replied, "We would love that! See you soon," and hit send. I made my way to Melina's room and gently pushed the door ajar. Stepping inside, I approached her bed and tenderly caressed her hair as she slowly began to wake up. "Morning, mommy," she murmured, still half-asleep. "Good morning, my little angel," I replied, "Don wants to take us to brunch. Do you -." Before I could finish my sentence, Melina leaped out of bed, her eyes wide with excitement, and darted into her closet to begin getting ready. Turning to me, she exclaimed, "Why are you still in bed? We have to get ready!" Her sense of urgency prompted a chuckle from me. "Alright, alright," I said, "You need to take a shower, Melina." She groaned in protest, to which I responded, "Now." Reluctantly, she stomped her way to the bathroom and followed behind her, the sound of running water soon filling the air. Leaving Melina to her morning routine, I made my way to my own bathroom to begin preparing for the day ahead. "Come on mom" Melina whined as I put the last touch of my makeup on. " you have your jacket" i exclaimed Yes momma " she said " okay let's go " as I grabbed her hand and headed to the garage.