Part 10

Ezra Donovan:

I think back to the day when I discovered piscin (kitten). I wouldn't assert that was the happiest day of my life,

Because that day was the fucking reason for my descent.

That torrent which I basked so much.

The day she romped into our lives was the day I realised how forlorn we were, how deprived we were of a certain someone who was only her.

When I was about to butcher everyone that day because they had gawked at my scarcely clothed kitten, I noticed the similar flicker in Roy's eyes which I had never caught a glimpse of before,

Gloom, the same darkness my eyes reflected when those fuckers were scanning our woman, that day itself it was conclusive she would be OURS.

When we confronted her, she believed we were her knights which of course we were or she would be giving blowjobs to hundreds of men in that cartel and stretch those milky white legs that she wraps around me for someone else, every day.

The aspect that agitated me the most was how she was so obstinate to leave the estate and inhabit the roads leaving all these luxuries.

Her grandparents were dead or let's just say were murdered by us.

I was being honest.

But what no one comprehended not even Roy was that Veronica's parents were now in my cellar.

I had to make sure my woman doesn't leave me even if she tried to escape which would be ridiculous as ten guards were patrolling her without her understanding.

The only justification to why those worthless parents were in my cellar was to secure Veronica stays by our side forever.

What could be more agonising than watching your parents being slaughtered in front of your own eyes because of you? Though her parents were vicious critters, no child could withstand their parent's murder because of them.

After slaying her parents in front of her she would be terrorised for life that's what I wanted.

While that clown Roy was brisk in fucking her day and night, I was here clearing all the hurdles that could make her strong against us

I didn't want any of her family members alive as it would blaze hope in her that she had someone to turn to, go back to.

It is as if the abyss in my heart would be restored whenever I would see her, touch her, fuck her or show her who she belonged to.

I fucking enjoyed breaking her.

I wanted to always suppress her my way like instantly tossing her in the basement for six months without daylight and food once in three days, that was my scheme because after spending six months without much food and light anyone would be on their knees begging for death.

I wanted my kitten to beg for us, I wanted her to think that we both were much better than that dungeon.

But Roy's idea came across so enticing, he has always been the patient one and that's why I approved of his idea of smashing her to death and then demonstrating her life which would revolve only around us.

A completely WIN-WIN SITUATION for us.

We had hung around a month away from her to probe that exactly how many days we both could survive without discerning her beautiful face.

After ten days itself, I wanted to march down to her room and fuck her to stake my claim but Roy deterred me.

After twenty days I was furious, I was outside her room jerking myself listening to her light snores and that was the day I had it enough after coming listening to her snores. I was about to shatter the door which was the only impediment between me and my pussy when Roy arrived and dragged me with him.

I still don't fucking know how did he walk out of his room when I had latched it so that he won't come in between me and my mute cunt.

By the end of the month, I had killed thirty of my men in fury, I just wanted to touch her, fifteen whores were buried alive from the cartel just because I wouldn't find my release in them.

I was sexually frustrated, women that used to make me cum in an hour, now their presence would cause aversion in me.

I used to lurk behind the walls and glimpse at Veronica water the plants of the estate, beholding her grinning at those plants was bliss. The spectacle of her smiling at the butterfly which would sit on her hands made me cum even harder. Of course, I would jerk myself behind those walls. I had even imported exotic butterflies of distinct colours for Veronica so that I can fuck her nice when she is enclosed by them.

This was maybe my new kink.

In the end, we inferred that we could never survive away from our piscin.

She was our peace.

We were behaving like bitches in heat but we couldn't help.

Her cries would incite us even more.

She was ruined by us and no other man would ever have a taste of her. She was only Ours.

My dependence on her was no less than a man's addiction to cocaine.

I liked how she would whimper in discomfort when I would plunge into her, I adored the way she would squirm when I rocked her tight cunt.

I comprehended she detested us and wouldn't want to be with us ever but I would die before letting any fucker take her away

I was sure I would have killed her if it wasn't for Roy when I had heard about her tiny lover.

I was a very territorial man that's the reason I fucked her up that day.

The day I had glimpsed at her in that auction it was like I was waived, misplaced in those emerald irises. She was like a nymph born only for me and my brother.

They say when you like it, you take it but for me when I like it, I fuck it, destroy it and then discard it.

But not with her, I remember how I yearned for her warmth beside me when I had left her to die. I never wanted her dead, her cunt was too precious to die.

What I felt for Veronica was an authentic feral urge restored with lust, nothing more nothing less.

I wanted her, I had her, I owned her that's what I always wanted from the day I had glanced at her.

Call me sick but I just needed one incentive to ascertain Veronica who was in charge here. I fucking liked her tears.

I had heard her cries and screams, now I wanted to hear her moans.

While Roy was not at all bothered about that bastard Rafferty, I knew already he could cause us trouble, I could sense it already. But that fucker was last found working with the Malaysian Mafia and when they were about to hand him to me he escaped.

I had killed NINETEEN Rafferty's by now he could have been the TWENTIETH one but that bastard galloped.

I had made up my mind to kill anyone with the name Rafferty.

Nikolas helped me find three Rafferty's, Arjun got me five Rafferty's while Azrail got me two Rafferty's. The remaining were my hard work for Veronica.

I had even consulted a doctor for her selective mutism cause I was tired of her gestures.

Next week at the annual famiglia (family) meeting we all have to show up with our women so if Veronica won't get up, we would have to seize her with us in that state. Azrail was going to do the same by bringing Bolanle, so were we. I don't know about Nikolas because that evil doctor was too egoistic and coddled by Arjun. I didn't even know what Nikolas had done to Arjun but I was confident nothing would happen to him, he was not a KING for no reason and Roy was discreetly trying to locate him.

When she would wake up we would have to teach her how to behave in front of the family and acquaint her with the rules of how to respect the higher members of THE HIGH TABLE especially that wicked doctor she was the most dangerous thing on the board after all she had two most dangerous kings wrapped around her finger.

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