Beg Harder 2

WARNING: This book won't make sense until you've read Beg Harder Book 1. I connected all the chapters so if you skip any you will not get the storyline on this book.DAVE'S POINT OF VIEWKnowing exactly my situation in life has given me the push to do things no one can. I rose up to every challenge I'm given, especially owing my life to Peter.From the beginning of our family's history, he was the most beloved of the two brothers. I wouldn't call him the lesser of two evils since he is just as vicious as the other.It's easy for me to understand the favoring since I prefer Peter over Charles; nevertheless, I must confess that our empire was on the verge of disintegrating under Peter's leadership.The revolt against Peter was much more powerful than he could ever manage. His attractions are well-liked by our whole clan, but we need someone who is successfully feared by everyone and who maintains the established order with an iron fist. This is where Charles comes in, he has built a gro

BABY'S POINT OF VIEWOnce again, I find myself in Charles's hands. This is the second time he has caught me and brought me back. I'm completely frightened of what's about to happen to me and, most significantly, my son. For weeks or maybe months at this point, I have been imprisoned in this massive dark grey room with a matching dark grey bed and bathroom on the other end.I'm no longer sure, and I have no concept of the passage of time. It was just my son Anthony who was on my mind more than anything. I've sobbed and shouted nonstop for someone to come and talk to me. I have expected Charles to be very excited to give me the pending punishment he has mentioned, but no one has ever come to speak to me. In fact, I have not had a single person come to see me. If this is the torture he's talking about, it's working slowly.The tray of food is being served by some type of sophisticated smooth mechanical box that illuminates in color blue whenever it pops in and out of the wall. I have no

Baby's Point of ViewCharles is simply cruel, plain, and simple. He's so wicked with his movements. Devouring my very womanhood, making sure he has consumed it all. He is both unaffected and determined. Once he makes a decision, he's unstoppable. Charles desired me, and here I am. Now.Caged.Charles will go to any lengths to imprison me. It's an endgame once he catches up with you. He's brutal and ruthless. Your only and best option is to embrace death quickly rather than suffer at its hands."You're mine, and you'll never be free," these were the words that kept repeating in my mind. My whole being is reverberating with it. Why did I ever believe that I would get away from him?I've been on my knees for almost half an hour, and my jaw and throat are both numb while he enjoys the delight he receives from the pleasure he gets from my mouth. I try to concentrate as much as I can on the reward of seeing my son rather than on the nagging discomfort that comes with every push. The worst f

Baby's Point of viewThis theatre is an artistic work on a very large scale, dedicated only to the exclusive membership of the likes of Charles. It was created for one single purpose. This is the enjoyment of all kinds of art forms in the sickest way.The walls are covered with large murals depicting various lustful emotions that span the length of a wall. Three of them are being shown with full lighting in a levitating frame that may be traced back to the Renaissance era.I overheard someone claim that these are the most valuable artifacts in the whole theater because they are protected by an invisible laser that prevents anybody from getting too near to them. I wasn't able to make out who the artist was since the blonde girl who was bringing us to the stage hall was moving at a quick pace.Sculptures of ancient human bodies were carefully placed in every corner of the building. Artifacts that will very certainly cost billions.The theme of the art, from every single kind of individu

Charles's Point of viewConquering the world took a decade, they say I rose to power pretty quickly, and in time things have become very monotonous. Before my path came across Baby. I wake up doing the same exact fucking things. Endless decisions and approvals to get rid of obstacles along with the fucking people who cross the line and only to be repeated daily.Everything changed the day I got an urgent phone call from Rich that my idiot brother had hired some low-level retrievers and had been successful in interfering with my plans. I could still remember the thrill Baby had given me that day and seeing her struggle to save other people for the first time added to the enjoyment of the experience for me.I'm standing in Baby's room, and I could look at her for hours and not get tired of her beauty. There were so many blue and red marks on her body, and she looked so damn delicious. I could ravage her again, but I planned the whole day tomorrow to do just that. I let out a chuckle, an