David’s POV.
I step an inch away from Peter as I bark a laugh, throwing my head back.
Though I’m laughing but it’s all humorless and Peter knows. When I get my fill, I pull my lips into a thin, harsh line and glower at the bastard called Peter.
“Do you think this is some kinda joke?” I intone, my voice cold.
Even at that, Peter stares head-on at me. I see the man has got some balls now than before.
Being in the same space with him makes me boil. It makes me remember how he took the woman I loved away from me right from college.
Not only that, he ended her life. I fucking hate him so much. He makes me seethe.
It would have been better if he had at least loved her, and showed her respect but all he ever did was hate on Helen.
He raped her countless times in the name of performing husband’s duties.
Helen told me everything he did to her whenever we spent time together.
She sought for my touch to erase that of Peter’s. She let me fuck her so she can forget what he did to her in bed.
He was ruthless. All mafias are ruthless. To them, paying women respect was stupidity.
They believe overpowering women and hurting them makes them powerful. And that is what Peter is.
A hopeless, ruthless monster.
The thought of Helen’s life with him makes me growl…
However, Peter remains stoic until…he bursts into laughter.
“This won’t get you anywhere, Truman.” He let out, his expression stoic.
“Oh, trust me it’ll. It’ll get me somewhere when I make you pay for all you did to Helen…”
“Cut that crap…” He barks, cutting me off. He sags his head a bit as blood drips from his arm. He takes a heavy sigh and looks back at me. “You…fucking took what was mine and you think I’ll let you?” He bites out.
I grit my teeth at his words but he continues his rants. “I watch every damn time how Helen runs to you. How you fuck my woman and you think I wouldn’t know?” Peter gushes laughter at the look of horror on my face.
So he knew? I blink rapidly and share a surprised look with Andrei.
Of course, Andrei is also shocked at Peter’s words. I thought I kept our relationship strictly secret but what then happened?
How come Peter knew yet he didn’t stop Helen from coming to me?
“Don’t be surprised I knew,” Peter says. “Every time I want to make love to my woman, she rejects me. That’s because she enjoys another man’s cock.” He drawls, smiling.
“You and Helen were wrong. I made sure I pump her full with my dick whether she liked it or not!” Peter says and spit at my feet.
Angered, I rush to him and smack him hard in the face. “You kept raping a woman that never loved you, bastard!” I smack him again but he barely groans.
I see he’s getting tough.
“Fucking hell. The woman in question was my wife! I could do whatever I want with her!”
At that, I rush to Peter and chokehold him around his nape. “You made Helen’s life miserable and you have the guts to say this?” I scoff.
“You know, Peter. I’ve wanted to get my bloody hands on you since that incident but I thought you were dead. But now fate has delivered you in my hands!”
As I whisper that, I lash him again and the ring I’m wearing tear through his skin in a straight line. He snarls, his eyes turning crimson.
“Feel the pain she felt Peter. This is just the beginning…”
While I try to move away from him, another round of laughter slips outta his lips.
“Look who is talking.” He drawls and I pause, facing him. “You think I wouldn’t get my revenge, Truman?” He snorts.
“It’s what I’m here for. And I want my daughter back.”
I twist my head as a mock laugh vibrates from my chest. “I’ll die before letting you lay your filthy hands on her. She’s my girl!”
“Hmmm…. aren’t you ashamed, Truman? You claimed you loved Helen and now you’re cheating on her with her fucking daughter!”
“Shut up!” Andrei steps in and slaps Peter on the face in my defense. “Fucking shut up, animal.” Andrei booms.
His chest heaves as he pins his gaze on Peter who’s now coughing.
“I must say that hit me hard.” Peter sarcastically says to Andrei. Turning to me, he speaks. “You might have made Vera fall for you. You might have fed her your cock…because that’s what you’re good at; but what do you think she’ll do if she finds out you’re holding her father captive?”
I boil, mute as I watch him blabber. “What do you think she’ll do if she finds out you’re hindering her from knowing her father?” He smiles, loving the expression on my face.
It’s one of anger. Rage.
“The Vera I know would hate you for that.”
“That’s a lie. She would choose me a hundred times over you because you never mean well to her.”
“That’s not true, Truman. My daughter will hate you. But do know what will make her despise you forever?”
His words prickle my curiosity. I arch my brow as I order. “Speak.”
With a vicious smile, Peter reveals a shocking truth. “She’d hate you when she finds out you’re the one that killed Helen.”
A devilish smile takes up his lips and my blood runs cold at his words.
I thought he wasn’t there when I did that.
“How dare you pin the blame on me?” I growl, lunging myself at him.
Peter laughs manically. “It was you that killed Helen. You killed my wife. You killed Vera’s
mother.”
“That’s a lie!” I roar but Peter keeps talking.
“I fired the shots but you killed Helen.”
“Boss, stop.” Andrei pulled me away from Peter as I nearly strangled him to death.
Peter coughs and laughs, enjoying my boiling rage.
“You think I wouldn’t know? I fucking knew. And Vera must find out. Just soon enough.”
“I’d never let you meet her.” I hum.
“Oh…” Peter makes some noise at the back of his throat.
I dart my eyes around as images flood through my mind. He’s a manipulator. He can’t be serious. No way, I think to myself. My mind was muddled with conflicting thoughts and images.
“And you think it’s the only way she’ll find out? There are many videos, Truman. Videos that’ll prove to Vera how you murdered her mother!” He roars the last part and everything in me weakens.
Videos? There were videos? I wonder and Andrei does the same.
There were videos of me doing that? Oh shit.
I shouldn’t be worried but I can’t help it.
I’ve to make sure that video never gets to Vera.
With one last look, I stalk away from the old mansion.
Andrei falls in tow with me and then we both drive away from the clearing.
It looks like an eternity before I pull into the mansion first and Andrei follows shortly after.
I slam the door of my car harder than I should and start pacing away.
Andrei hurries to meet up with me but I don’t let him. My mind is a mess, warring with thoughts.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t fucking know.
So, there were videos? I keep thinking but it’s all a dead end.
As I wade through the foyer and arrive in the living room, I hear the loud music playing.
But what makes my heart stop is seeing Vera twerking sensually before the TV. Mindless of her environment.
For what feels like an eternity, I watch Vera shimmy her ass up and down. Left and right.
All the blood in my body rushes to my groin, making my cock swell. I look at her and all I can see is her soft globes, creamy and quivering as I set her up in a wheelbarrow position last night before thrusting inside her.
I remember the heavenly feeling of having her globes press against my groin as my hips and dick stroke her.
“Fuck!” I bite out, watching as Vera bends down a bit and slowly raises up her hips. She’s doing it as if she’s riding a dick.
Oh, men, I’m doomed. She’s my apocalypse. My very destruction.
I arch my head a little, watching her, examining the angles of her hips poses. It’s giving me ideas the angle on the angles I’ll take her in.
Fuck her to forget what Peter said.
Fuck her to forget the past.
Fuck her as my possession.
Fuck her as my woman.
It’s all I can think of.
Me inside Vera.
Me ravishing her womanhood.
Me giving her pleasure no other man can.
And she…she moans as she takes all I offer.
At that moment, I forget about what happened minutes ago.
I forget her father is a captive of mine.
All I think is she and me tangled in sheets, taking and giving.
My heart beat rise and my cock probes against my zipper.
I hear Andrei’s footsteps stop behind me and without looking, in order him, “Leave us.”
Without a sound, Andrei leaves and locks the entrance door behind him. He knows no one should be let in as Vera and I commit sins.
Sinful pleasure.
I saunter slowly into the living room and pause behind her.
As Vera tries to bend low again, I fill myself at her back and the instant she rises, her ass grazes my cock.
“Oh…” She sighs, breathlessly.
I sink my hand into her hair and tug her close, her back arches. Leaning to her ear, I kiss her earlobes first and whisper. “Keep doing that…”
At my command, Vera begins rocking her ass on me.
“Yes, fuck yes.” I snarl, feeling her around me.
Every inch of my dick feels her ass. At some point, my dick slide between her ass cheeks, and my control snaps.
“Daddy…” Vera gasps as I tug her close to me again and growl at her ear in a voice that makes sensual sound escape her lips.
“I’m horny as fuck, kid. Are you ready to fix that, hmm?”
She breathes heavily, her lips parting.
Seeing her breasts rise with every breath she takes, my mouth waters and I quickly cup one of her breasts and tug.
“Oh, fuck, daddy.” She sighs.
“Tell me? Are you ready to fix Daddy’s horny dick?”
At my question, she says hotly into the air.
“Yes, daddy.”
To be continued…