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My Tormentor chapter 25
Z A R A "I'm sure you've been introduced to the five bosses?" Elijah asks.I nod, "Except for one... something Gambino, I think?""Ah, Carlo Gambino. He's the main character of this story," Elijah sighs. "Your high school was around the Toronto area in Canada, right?"I nod again, "Correct.""Well, Alejandro enrolled into the school to get closer to one of your classmates, who was the son of Gambino's brother," he explains. "We needed to kill off his brother because he betrayed the omertà.""He betrayed the what?" I raise a brow."Omertà is the code of silence and honor that we uphold as members of this organization. Betraying the omertà is one of the most shameful things you can do as a made man," he continues."And how does one betray this code?" I ask out of curiosity."By having a big mouth and being a pussy," he smirks.I try to stifle my laughter, "Explain further, please.""It's by ratting us out to the authorities, the government, or outsiders, especially during a criminal in
My Tormentor chapter 26
Y A S M E E N I arrived in New York with my cousins about two weeks ago. I sincerely did not want to come, I want to stay at home and not leave my room like I've been doing for the last couple of months since Zara's death.When Zara's parents informed me of her death, I cried for weeks on end. I refused to believe she was dead, this can't be real. She just started her life, graduated from school, and started interviews for a stable job, it's unfair! It's too unfair!I quit my job and stopped leaving my house, I don't even think I've been getting enough sunlight to be alive right now. I stopped eating and drinking, I was losing weight faster than anyone can imagine, and I was turning into bones. My hair became brittle, my lips completely chapped and dehydrated, and the shadows under my eyes were horrible. I didn't have any way to cope, depression had swallowed me whole. She was my only friend, my best friend and I refused to believe she was dead.Bless my parents, they tried and kept
My Tormentor chapter 27
Z A R A "How long are you planning on staying in New York, Yasmeen?" Alejandro asks.I know he's trying to make sure she doesn't intervene between us."About a month or so, why?" She answers casually. I know for a fact she's only here for a week. She's doing this on purpose."Oh, I see. For what reason?" He asks, getting a little tense."My father's a busy man, Alejandro. Age is also reducing his quality of work. He can't take care of all sectors of his business at this age. I'm here to oversee a few projects in his place," she doesn't stutter once, as if she's practiced this for hours."If I remember correctly, you didn't want anything to do with business in high school. In fact, I clearly remember you saying you'd rather jump out the window than take another business course," Alejandro'a suspicious of her reasons and it's making me nervous."Alejandro, I don't know what you're getting at but let me tell you something. When someone provides you with shelter, food, clothes, money, an
My Tormentor chapter 28
Z A R A The first wet brush of Alejandro's tongue against my clit felt so good it was almost overwhelming, my body jolting at the sensation. It made me gasp, his firm touch keeping me still for him to repeat the motion. Already, I was shaking.It wasn't like anything I felt before, this was something I can feel at the core of myself, spreading the ecstasy throughout my body. The patterns of Alejandro's tongue traced across my heated flesh are satisfying in a way I'd never felt, full bloom of sensation and heat.When one of his fingers teased my entrance, I can barely even form a coherent word. The thoughts simply have no traction, falling away at the new stimulation as it pushed in. And that felt right, didn't it? The second finger hurt a little bit, but the pain of the stretch was lessened by the taunt coil of pleasure encouraged with every stroke of his tongue."A-Alejandro—" I gasp out, disgustingly needy as I'm writhing beneath him, so close that I can feel myself beginning to un
My Tormentor chapter 29
Z A R A The sound that just came out of me was a reaction from something that ruins a perfectly blissful moment, transitioning into something of a more confused and distasteful moment. I scramble backward, while Alejandro already has his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned body. His belt is on the floor, but he pauses before completely slipping out of his pants, he's looking at me confused.Why the hell is he confused?"Alejandro... I... I don't want this, not now," I try to convince him, I hope my expression is weak enough, pouty enough, displeased enough to sway him."You're still refusing?" He asks with disappointment as if I owe him something... Do I?I know he just helped me reach an addictively, wonderful climax, more than just a couple of times but... I don't owe him anything... I think."I don't want to force you to do anything..." His words trail off. "But, it's rather upsetting that I made you cum quite a few times and didn't receive anything in return. Wouldn't it be
My Tormentor chapter 30
Z A R A Alejandro violently forces me down onto the floor, my hands splayed flat against the floor to catch myself from falling. "Be a good girl for me—be a good girl for Daddy."My mind is in utter chaos, all different emotions bursting forth, anger, sadness, betrayal, foolishness. I stare at my dark engagement ring, the dragon wrapped around the dark ruby red stone. It's so ethereal, the way the stone looks as if it glows red, as if it has a source of light powering it, it's so beautiful...I almost forgot what it signified, distracted by its glamour until Alejandro pushes my legs apart, lining himself up. The short-lived peace was broken by the reality of his dick against my spread-out folds.I'm not sure if I'm here, at the moment, I don't know if I'm screaming or begging him to stop as the weight of his hands on my back feels more apparent. Maybe I'm just helplessly drowning in my despair with only silent tears running down my face. Nothing matters because even my mind could no
My Tormentor chapter 31
Y A S M E E N "Sit," I instruct Marcus to sit down on the barstool in the kitchen. "Take off the jacket.""Don't try anything. I won't hesitate to put you down," he eyes me."I'm a little hurt that you think I can be that indecent," I frown.He squirms out of his suit jacket, wincing as it slowly comes off. The sleeve of his white dress shirt screams bloody murder. It's soaking in red liquid, more than I've ever seen in my lifetime. I wet a clean towel that is hanging in the kitchen and a pair of scissors from the drawer to cut open his sleeve. By the time I turn around, Marcus' shirt is already off, leaving the bloodied shirt on the ground. I couldn't look away, God knows I tried to blink to snap out of it but I couldn't. Tattoos cover most of his neck, stopping right above his chest. My God, he's well-built and muscular. The abs are so well-defined that I couldn't comprehend them, there's no way he merely got them from only working out. There are bits and pieces of tattoos scatter
My Tormentor chapter 32
Z A R A "You're lying, that's Hrithik Roshan," Yasmeen whispers to me while eyeing Frank suspiciously. "Hrithik Roshan is your bodyguard and you're just hiding it.""Why would such an A-list Bollywood actor be my bodyguard, out of all things?" I giggle. "But, honestly, I thought the same thing when I saw him. I couldn't believe he wasn't Hrithik.""Mister," she calls out to Frank. He turns his head to look at her. "Are you related to Hrithik Roshan by any chance?"His expression doesn't change. "No.""Do you know who he is?" She continues to ask."No," he answers flatly."He's lying. I just know he's related to him," she frowns, looking at me. She turns back to him, "Are you single?""Lady, why is your friend as crazy as you?" He finally breaks character.I burst into a fit of laughter. "Unfortunately, she's a tad bit crazier than me."He grunts out of annoyance and goes back to pacing around the front door."Oh, Alejandro told me to let you know to tone yourself down or you'll end u
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