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Killian Serrano

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last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2022-02-19 19:24:01

A NIGHTMARE. 

That's how people describe him. There are three things he is notorious for; his vicious smirk, his cold malignant glare, and his barbarian nature. He is also very creative. He has created a thousand methods of killing someone in the most brutal manner without carving a single wound. His people likened him with Hades. The king of death. The ruler of the underworld. The title suits him, considering he indeed is the ruler, the formidable king of Spanish Mafia. 

On the other hand, he is also likened with Adonis for his attractive features. When not slaughtering his enemies, he is stealing the breath of women and dare I say some men with his exquisite looks. Possessing a height of 6'3, he is a man of muscles. His black hair that reaches up to his shoulder complements his green grey orbs and pronounced cheekbones. His eyes can be called his best asset when not sporting the crazed glint. The next best feature is his perfectly sculpted jawline, as sharp as an obsidian knife. His slightly crooked aristocratic nose above his thin but very kissable lips, adds a royal touch to his appearance. A powerful aura radiates off of him that sets him apart from the rest. He exudes a powerful aura which is both mysterious and dark. But don't let his handsome face fool you. It is better to fall off a cliff then, falling for this man. He is a devil in disguise.  

All in all, Killian is a walking example for the phrase, "beautiful but deadly," period!  

" Killian please..for old time sake...don't... don't kill me..I am your friend," the man joined his hands and begged desperately on his knees. He was covered in his own blood. His clothes were tattered and skin tainted with countless wounds in striking contrast with the man towering above him who was wearing a snug black shirt that outlined his muscular frame. His sleeves were rolled up to elbow, displaying some latin quote tattooed around his brawny arm and his expensive Rolex, draped around his wrist. Garreth's half-closed eyes were filled with terror for the man that was smirking down at him. Just like a Death Angel.    

""I.. Tengo una familia. Mi hijo tiene sólo dos años," he pleaded weakly through his sobs. (I have a family. My kid is only two years old) 

Killian withdrew the gun, settled back in his chair, widened his legs, and looked down upon his once close friend.   

Garreth took it as his cue to speak further. Perhaps Killian is not as heartless as he claims to be. 

"Mi hijo te admira. Tu hijo Dios. Mi esposa está embarazada. Por favor, por su bien, déjame ir. Te prometo que no te defraudaré nunca más. Si... Si quieres me iré de este país para siempre y no volveré," Garreth explained in his shaky voice. He was having a hard time speaking as his jaws were almost broken but still he forged on. (My child looks up to you. Your God son. My wife is pregnant. Please, for their sake, let me go. I promise I won't let you down ever again. If..If you want I'll leave this country for good and never come back.)

"Por favor, por mi familia... déjame ir," he sounded desperate. The guy broke down like a kid in front of his childhood friend. (Please, for my family..let me go)

The chair squeaked under his weight when Killian leaned forward. The slight movement startled Garreth. He looked up, alarmed. Killian clasped his hands together and studied Garreth's pathetic condition with a neutral expression before his face broke down into a signature smirk. Garreth's face paled, for he knew what the smirk meant.

"Deberías haber pensado en ello antes de cruzarte conmigo, amigo mío" cold fear crawled up Gareth's spine. The Mafia King cocked his gun and pointed it at the shaking Garreth. (You should have thought about it before crossing me, my friend.) 

Killian tilted his head, "as far as your family is concerned. Don't worry, I'll take good care of them." he assured him in strong Spanish accent. 

Garreth squeezed his eyes closed in defeat, causing tears to run down his blood stained cheeks. Killian bent closer to his frame a little more as if wanting to tell him a secret. 

"Especialmente su hermosa esposa," he whispered darkly. Garreth's eyes flew open. He glared hard at his tormenter but Killian only smirked. Smirk which meant end. He pulled the trigger without a delay. A sharp sound echoed in the basement giving way to a grim silence. Thick blood splotched the walls and the room resonated with a thud. The bullet had pierced his forehead. (Especially your beautiful wife)  

Killian's orbs zeroed in on the lifeless body with a stoic expression. A frown sat over his brows as he walked closer to the body, staring hard at the bullet hole that he had carved on his forehead. A moment later, he raised the gun, trained it on Garreth and shot another fire. This one pierced right through the center of his forehead. A smirk played over his lips. 

"Perfecto," he murmured. Perfection is what he strove for.   

The man turned on his heels and strutted towards the exit, leaving the body of his childhood friend behind. 

Garreth was one of his closest friends. Killian had strong trust issues but still he trusted Garreth who happened to return the favor by stabbing him in his back. He never takes well to the betrayer. 

"Deshacerse del cuerpo," Killian commanded Santiago, his second-in-command, before striding off the building. (Dispose the body)

A few days ago, Killian had found out that Garreth was in gloves with the killers of his best friend, Sebestian Hernandez. 

Sebastian was his second-in-command before he and his wife lost their life in a confrontation with the rival gang, leading to the crashing of their car.  By some miracle, their girl, Angela, survived the accident. However, the little girl lost her legs. 

He had taken her under his care, as Sebestian had no living relatives. He was an orphan and his wife was a former prostitute. They both had no one to call their own. 

Killian resided in Madrid but he sent the little girl to London to keep her from the evil eyes. He hardly ever got the chance to visit her due to his busy schedule. Maybe once every three months. The girl also was not enthusiastic about their meeting. She had lost her buoyancy after the accident. Killian appointed many therapists for her but nothing worked. She had turned into a mute statue, speaking only when spoken to. 

He held onto the handle as tiny drops of warm water cascaded over his broad shoulder, spilling down his chest and to his lower parts. He closed his eyes and tilted his head up. A smirk came over his lips as he revisited the memory of killing Garreth. That fucker got what he deserved. He was one step closer to destroying the Scorpio, their rival gang.

Killian draped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the bathroom only to find Elena lying in his bed in her see-through lingerie.

"You didn't come to see my show," Elena stated in her sultry voice as she got to her feet.

Killian's gaze greedily raked over her perfect body. Her D cup breasts, thin waist, wide hips, and toned legs. She was a seductress, no doubt. And the way her hips were swaying with each step she took. Killian felt his member waking.

"You know, I don't care about your show, Elena" his voice thickened with lust as he gazed hotly at her cleavage.

Her lips stretched into a smile. She stood closer to him and puffed out her chest. 

"What do you care about then?" she asked seductively and palmed his hardness. He smirked but didn't say anything. There was nothing in this world he cared about except for his wants and greeds. And right now he wanted a good hard fuck. 

"On your knees," he commanded. Elena's eyes lit up with desire. She immediately slumped to her knees and looked up at him like an impatient pup. He stroked and patted her hair, giving her green signal to unwrap his towel.

With anticipation, she started unwrapping his towel, just the way a child does to his christmas gift.  

Her hazel eyes sparkled with raw lust when she uncovered his manhood. Elena swallowed the excessive water in her mouth. She curled her fingers around his prepared shaft and started stroking it lightly.  

She stuck out her tongue and let it dance over the head. Elena opened her mouth and closed it around the head of his length. Her red-colored lips sliding against the roughness of his shaft, covering it inch by inch. Her fingers tended to his balls as her mouth moved up and down his hardness. 

"Take it all in," Killian grunted before grabbing the back of her head, forcing her to take all of him. Elena gagged but he couldn't bring himself to care. He kept her mouth in position and started pounding into it. His balls repeatedly smacked her chin red as the tip of his length pressed against the back of her throat.

She clawed his thigh to let her go but he didn't until he wanted to. He pulled himself out of her mouth and motioned her to stand up. 

"In the bed. On your knees and hands..Now," he issued in a commanding tone while stroking his length. Elena, who was panting hard, nodded and took off her panties. She hastily climbed up the bed and got on her knees and hands as ordered.

She was dripping wet with desire. Her slick pink pussy was out in display for its destroyer. 

He walked up to the drawer and snatched a condom. He rolled on the protection and stood behind her shaped ass. 

Killian grabbed her legs and yanked her knees to the edge of the bed. He aligned his throbbing cock with the depth of her pulsating womanhood before plunging into her, in one swift motion. Elena screamed in pain and tried to scramble away but his iron grip on her hips deterred her attempt.

He pulled out and slammed back in. Elena whimpered as the man didn't give her enough time to adjust to his size. He pounded into her roughly and hardly. The sound of skin slapping against skin reverberated in the room as Killian wrecked her core with his cock. Soon her screams changed into moans as she adjusted to his hard and fast thrusts. 

"Yes..yes.yes...yes," She bleated. Killlian rolled his eyes, fighting the urge of taping her mouth. 

Her body spasmed when the first wave of orgasm struck her. 

"Oh yeah," she slurred as he pounded into her ruthlessly. He fucked her hard and raw. His body slumped over her when he came. Elena dropped down on the mattress. 

They both allowed themselves a minute to regain their strength. 

Killian lifted himself off her and stood to his feet. He peeled the protection off his length and threw it inside the dustbin. 

Elena rolled over on her back and gave him a satisfying smile. Killian grabbed the towel from the floor and started wiping his soft length. 

"You can leave now," he stated dismissively as he walked over to his closet in all his naked glory

Her smile fell instantly. She sat up and glared at his broad back.

"I am your fiance, Killian. You can't throw me out like some whore," she spat slightly agitated. They both were engaged for a year now. Whereas, Killian loved fucking her, he never shared a bed with her for sleeping.     

"Get the hell out of here or do you want me to tell my guards to escort you?" he spoke without looking her way. 

"But..." 

"I don't want you here when I come back," he stated sternly and walked into his closet. 

Elena was smoking hot but she was also clingy as hell. She was ravishingly beautiful but the only things he liked on her was her bouncy tits and her tight pussy. That's all. He never gave marriage a thought but he believed sex was enough to make a marriage work. Afterall, marriage is just a social liscense to have sex. Although he didn't need it, his father was hell bent on getting him married before he hit thirty. 

Killian didn't believe in love, compatibility and shit. Elena was a supermodel and the only daughter of Francesco Rossi, the don of Italian Mafia. This union would merge both the formidable Mafia clan together, strengthening their power. 

Elena had left when he came back to his room. It was a relief. He rounded to his side of the bed and laid on his back. 

" lights off," the lights went out in his room. He clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, the silence got disrupted when his phone started vibrating on the table. He hadn't slept but felt deeply annoyed by the interruption. 

Killian grabbed the phone from the table. Robert's name was flashing on the screen. 

" What is it, Robert?" he said gruffly

" Boss, I have called to let you know that we have enlisted a caretaker for baby Angela. She is coming over for an interview tomorrow," the piece of information caught his attention. He had strictly told Robert to inform him about everything related to Angela. 

"You ran a background check on her?" he asked 

"Yes, boss. Her background is clean. She is an orphan and a trusted friend of mine has recommended her name," 

"Hmmm..Alright, let me know about the interview. Don't hire her until I say so," he replied

"Very well, boss," Robert responded

Killian disconnected the call and put the phone back on the table. He closed his eyes and this time he fell asleep without a hassle.

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Fidélia Simbine
Loved it! But I think he is a bit rude, unfortunately. I hope he is good to out girl...️
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Nancy Roskruge
wrong novel
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Debra Farmer
Great novel
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