Novels by Yinky L.

Lorenzo’s pov “You need a blowjob, handsome. Your dick said it all. Let me satisfy that dude down there,” one of them purred, her voice seductive like that of a prostitute. “Get to the fucking couch this minute,” I voiced, anger laced in my voice. I hate to be disobeyed. “Calm down, handsome,” she uttered, strutting over the room like she owned it. “Lande,” I called, my voice low and sharp. “You know who I am, and if you don’t want to be gunned down any moment from now, get to the damn couch. You know better not to mess with me.” She shifted back in fear, then quickly turned back and joined the other girl. The other girl doesn’t look familiar. I guess she is one of the recruits. “Remove your clothes. Strip.” Those words left my mouth without any ado. They obeyed like a hunter dog who’s been controlled by a whistle, stripping off their clothes like they meant nothing. They stood before each other, their boobs pointing, seeking attention, nipples hard like a pencil end. Their ass

Lorenzo’s pov “I stretched my arms as they rang the final bell, indicating closing hours. Achoes filled the air as students dispersed, some gisting, laughing and chatting as they walked out, while others like me walked slowly, afraid of the unknown.” “I looked at the weather, the sky darkened and became cloudy like it’s about to rain any moment from now.” I adjusted the straps of my new bag that Mummy got for me and walked towards the gate. Just when I crossed the gate, a group of boys around my age blocked my way. They wore the same clothes as mine, indicating that we are from the same school. “Hey there, follow me,” the tallest among them said with cruelty laced in his voice. He looks meaner than the others. “The last time I checked, we aren’t friends, so tell me why I should obey your order?” I barked back, trying to sound as brave as possible. “I applaud your audacity to question my orders but if you know what’s best for you you will follow me this moment expect you want all t

Lorenzo’s pov “What did I say about being late?” I voiced out with a commanding tone. “It’s just a minute past the time we scheduled,” Nico, the buyer uttered out. “The fact remains that you are late, you know me well that I don’t welcome lateness.” He cleared his throat. “I had to dodge my way here. The cops are on patrol around the street.” “Save your excuses.” Silence. I took my lighter out and lit my cigarettes as I leaned on the wall of the old pharmacy. It’s one of my secret hideouts where I run deals with my clients. It consists of dusty shelves and abandoned packaged boxes. The inner room where I usually use looked scattered compared to the front door of the pharmacy. The front space is arranged like a regular pharmacy. No one will know that I run such deals here. Mateo, my right-hand man, stepped forward with a stack of plastic-wrapped packages. “You got the money?” Mateo asked, fixing a button on his suit while I stood looking at the Nico guy. “Do you have the stuff?

Selena’s pov “Please don’t leave me, Puffy, you are all that I have,” I cried out, hugging my dog, Puffy, who had just been lying down in his kennel since yesterday not eating. I left her food on her plate last night thinking she was just throwing her normal tantrum, you can say Puffy is spoiled. When I checked the plate this morning, it was untouched, that’s when I knew something was wrong with Puffy. Puffy likes meatballs a lot, you can say it’s her favorite, refusing to eat the meatballs is screaming danger. I carried her and walked out heading to just one place in my mind, the chapel. Puffy is a white dog with full hair. I love her so much. The scent of incense lingered in the air, welcoming me immediately as I stepped foot in the chapel. Wooden chairs are arranged accordingly, making the place neat and organized. I placed Puffy gently on the floor and knelt in front of the altar. I clasped my hands tightly together, my eyes closed. My lips move in silent petition, whispering

Lorenzo's pov “Faster Lorenzo!” the blonde-haired girl moans out in pleasure as I finger her honeypot without mercy. There was a table at the center of the VIP section in the club, loud music was all over the air, females dancing to the music in the regular section and strippers moving their waists to the beat of the song. I had come to the club to feed my dick down there. It's what I do for fun. I'm quite popular at the club and every whores beg their manager just to be appointed to me. It's all because of the money I offer. Women are all the same, always ready to be laid whenever money is involved. They are all useless and the only thing they respond to is to feed on my cock like a starved cat. Moaning, exploding in orgasm and I'm the only guy that can give them both the money and the rough sex just the way they like it. I added two more fingers to her pussy making it four and the bitch couldn't stop moaning out. They like it fast and rough, who am I to decline? She opened her