Chapter 48 jack
When Ethan walked in, I was standing in front of the mirror staring at myself.
My miserable life.
At this point, I was left with many options and confused about how to deal with them.
Should I just stay low in Las Vegas without showing myself anymore?
The other time I had walked into the boardroom to have a meeting with those men I had put on a facial mask. That was not my real face.
That was a surgical mask, one of my invented product products had spent a lot of money on.
There isn’t a way I could just show off my face in such a manner when I’m in my right senses.
A bright smile curled up the corner of my mouth as I saw the images on Ethan’s phone.
Damien was in a tight hole. A coward.
He’s currently searching for other ways to grab my attention but I won’t spare him any of that.
“Not a word of my arrival to Damien for now.” I spouted while taking off my suit.
“Yes boss,” Ethan replied respectfully by lowering his head.
Now, I was shirtless. My eyes went straight through the mirror to my protruding nipples.
The images of how Angie had placed her mouth on it and sucked gently like a baby flooded my brain. I felt rushed at that moment. I need her, I need her around me.
I need her in my life.
There’s this spot she was filling and without her right now I’m feeling empty.
I missed hearing and seeing her talk without me responding to any of her words.
I’ve missed her tiny voice and baby face.
I missed how she will wrap her hands around my waist and whispered some inaudible words into my ears just to turn me on and yet I wouldn’t budge because my body would not react to any of it.
I craved for her at this moment. I longed for her. I feel crushing her and making her moan uncontrollably.
I want my cock inside of her and she crying my name out begging for me to stop.
My hands flew around in search of my phone.
I dialed the number and, “dring…” Came the rings from my phone.
“Hello, sir?”The voice said on the other end.
“I need to see her” I spoke fastly with a beating heart.
“I mean Angie…”I tried to emphasize more on my words more.
Women aside!
I tried to concentrate and ignore her. I tried to bring my agenda right in front of me.
My plans of coming to Las Vegas will and should be accomplished. I should forget about a pretty slut.
Now firstly, let’s start with Rico.
Rico, I bet that I would not kill your wife but I’ll cause you to shed blood. I’ll cause you to know pains, you will feel it. Everything, every one of the pains within me.
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Author’s POV
“You may return home…”Damien pouted, tilting his head to his right-hand side.
Rico hesitated a bit before swallowing his lips then a coy smile follow after.
“Master…”He mumbled in a lower voice, giving a brief bow.
Rico turned to leave the arena but he was cautious and watchful. Although, Damien was his new master.
But no matter how, he still felt indebted to jack Royce, the man who had picked him from the gutter.
Damien had approached him from behind, placing a great offer on a platter of gold in front of him.
If he had refused he would not have been this rich and lived a peaceful life.
Although he was saved by Jack, he owed that to him, his whole life but he doesn’t want the kind of life Jack was living.
He was mistreated and bullied while he was a kid by his stepfather.
His stepfather was the greatest sinner who had made life unbearable for him.
He saw his mother fall from the skyscraper and after; he guess he was the next in line so he had to run away for his dear life.
As he stood lost in his thoughts, his mind and brain suddenly shifted to the past.
Flashbacks
“I hate you!” Came the voice of a broken woman who was hiding behind the curtains.
“I never love you so don’t be pained.” The man said in a drunken voice. His voice was filled with fiery hatred.
He spat on the floor with his clenched hands around the bottle in his hands.
The woman was pained at his words. His words were one of the majors which had pushed her to come out of her hiding spot.
With a teary face, she swallowed hard down the lump in her throat, she sobbed dragging her hands to her chest.
“You.”She cried, breaking down. Her fingers were pointed at the man who was huge and had an eagle tattoo on the side of his neck, his arms were also tattooed.
He ignored her and hissed. Then he freed the bottle from under his armpit and shoved it to his front in the air.
He stared into it like it was a television and giggled.
“Yeah…” He brought the bottle closer to his mouth before gulping down the content in a shot.
He shook the whole of the bottle in his mouth but it seems like there was nothing left in the bottle.
He frowned with distaste and gave a scornful look.
He directed his gaze to the woman who was busy nagging and ranting.
One thing in his life, he hates a nagging woman and secondly he hated when he ran out of alcohol.
Now, this thing was there nagging at him and now he was out of alcohol.
“You fool!” She nagged at him, walking closer to him in a fiery manner.
From her look, she seems bittered, broken, disappointed, and tired of life.
“Very nice I’m a fool and you got married to a fool? Huh?” He arched his brow at her and prepared his elbow in a bid to hit on her.
When she come closer, she jerked him by his collar and said, “you must kill me today. You the irresponsible man. I married you after my husband died and now …”
She stopped halfway looking at him in askance.
A boy ran forth to drag her mother’s skirt.
Not again!
This might end up brutally. Someone will get hurt and yes that won’t be his stepfather but his mother.
When the mother refused to listen, the boy began to cry relentlessly.
A punch landed on her mother’s cheeks, she stumbled backward hitting her stomach against the pillar.
“Arrgg…”Her screams filled the air.
The boy looked over to his mother’s side who was whimpering and sprawling on the linoleum. He felt some air brush past his side and when he tilted his gaze to grab, it was his stepfather walking over to his mom’s place.
“Mummy!”The boy screamed. His scream was nothing as it couldn’t help to save his mother from receiving some punches.
His stepfather never stop so he walked over to grab his legs. That was the greatest mistake of his life.