Part 9

ROY DONOVAN :

The whole place fell silent when I and Ezra entered the auction with the whores beside us.

They never amounted to anything, both the sisters were good fucks so Ezra decided to marry the elder one and me the younger one.

Amanda and Rebecca were providing us with a good time apart from other regular whores, when the time would come their cunts were supposed to give us nice heirs to serve The High Table, that's how it was deemed to go,

Everything was right and would cast out right until she,

Piscin came into the picture,

Kneeling there like a fragile feline scared out of her wits, trembling, that was the first time my heart skipped a beat.

I stroked my chest to confirm it and yeah my heart did yearn for her.

That insignificant redhead, emerald eyes and milky white skin did apprehend my soul heart with just one gaze at her.

They say psychotic inclinations is what our family is known for, whether my mom Evelet who forcefully married my dad or Aunt Swetlana who abducted Uncle Jared or Arjun who overlooked everything after glancing at the wicked doctor just once.

Not to forget, Aunt Swetlana, Azrail's Mom she is the most feared woman along with my mom, both sisters were raised by the strongest Mafia family who served the High table which was always ruled by Arjun's and Nikolas's ancestors and now by them.

This unnatural longing streams in us whenever we detect our soulmates. We were taught that whenever we will see our soulmates we will get crazy and do everything to keep them with us, everything to make her listen to us.

We never believed that, we both were too busy in fucking sluts to pay heed to that. But now, we do.

We comprehend what Azrail might have felt staring at Bolanle in that strip club and what Nikolas might be going through since he is in love with the same evil doctor Arjun has loved all this time.

Looking at Veronica I had a similar impression,

This feeling was to own, possess, conquer and control but the one emotion which dictated was an obsession.

Yes, I was obsessed with her, I couldn't deny that.

She's my want so she remains mine forever!!

Looking at our piscin on the stage in nothing but a filthy black thong and brasserie made me furious. I was never this frantic nor I had been this indignant my entire life, Ezra was known for his short-tempered quality and alarming ways after Nikolas and Azrail. I always liked women in short dresses, it would be easy for me to fuck them.

Shorter the dress, shorter the time to peel it off, more time to fuck.

But discerning Veronica there, barely clothed bridled madness, I was startled myself

I and Arjun have always been close to each other cause the way we think resonated. We were levelheaded animals.

While Nikolas, Ezra and Azrail were known for their gore, psychotic and demented ways.

It didn't mean I and Arjun were less, we both had slaughtered a vulture and had roasted it for fun cause he was irritating us while we were both practising shooting when we were 10 years old.

We four have even gone to survival retreats, we had dwelled in the Amazonian rain forest, the tundra, deserted regions, the Pacific, the Atlantic and even remote areas of Katmandu to bolster our survival chances.

I remember when we were twenty-one and were stuck in the Amazonian rain forest for a week, all the other four had succumbed only we five were left and rescuers were yet to arrive. We were dying out of hunger.

At that moment we spotted a deer. We all schemed and slaughtered it.

After roasting it we ate it.

Survival of the fittest at its pinnacle.

Our hunger for the night had perished but the next day when still the rescuers didn't arrive we already had the Amazonian parrot and the gamma fish for breakfast and were on our way to hunt a snake or a deer again.

But luckily the rescuers arrived in time and we were all rescued.

Once we were in the Atlantic and our pressed food had finished so we had hunted a seal and consumed it.

Our sins needed a company to survive.

We even have fucked up ways to assassinate our enemies, once when I and Nikolas weren't reaping any new ingenious idea to torment our prisoner, Arjun had come up with the idea of scooping the eyeballs out and preserving them, from that time we three share our most prized collection of diverse eyes. We were only sixteen at that time.

(Those who still don't know Nikolas, Arjun and Azrial are from my other two books )

As we all grew up we were taught we will one day find our woman and we will only think of her and how she would rule over us.

When I barged towards the stage to grab my piscin (kitten) and take her away with me, I noticed Ezra was making his way towards the stage too and his eyes were like me repaired on my kitten. He was glistening in resentment and I realized, soon this place would be completely ravaged. Ezra stared at me as we both shared a look which meant,

"She was ours"

When we brought Veronica to our estate we inferred we had to have her soon or we both would go insane.

Her constant wranglings about her grandparents were making me downright furious which guaranteed Ezra would lose it anytime too.

We were never those generous Men and we didn't want to become one too that's why we did what we did.

Veronica was ours. Fucking Ours.

She was made only for us. She had to go through it. She had no alternative and no one too other than me and Ezra.

She had no one to turn to and that's what we liked the most, it's not like we both gave a flying fuck. Of course, anyone coming in between Veronica and us had to die, the same ensued with her grandparents.

We didn't kill them.

*shrugging my shoulders*

Okay, we did but not completely.

Those old impediments on earth anyways had to die. That old almost deceased woman had leukaemia and the doctors had already told us she would hardly survive for a week or two and that old nutty man was so In love with his defunct wife that he wanted to die too.

It was a win-win situation for me and Ezra.

We manipulated the old man that we will take care of Veronica and injected him with Potassium chloride which resulted in his instant death.

We both can be nice sometimes. We do respect elderly people a lot, that's the reason we killed him without any discomfort.

He wanted to be with his wife, we just made the two old nearly rusty souls in love meet in heaven.

That old man wanted us to find Veronica a good husband and marry her off.

Again, were we fools?? The endless fucking day and night, those beatings and tortures were for us, to make her marry us not some low life.

We were going to be perfect husbands to her.

What is the use of telling everything to an old man who was going to die ?? We are not that cruel too so yeah we did tell him that we were going to find a good man for Veronica which was not erroneous too.

I and Ezra are good men too. Instead of one nice man, she has two. She was so fucking fortunate.

No power on earth could snatch this girl away from us.

She should be so very grateful to have us but all that bitch does is cry.

Cry, Cry and cry.

I am so fucking done with her cries and screams.

Though I like to watch her in blood and inflict pain on her body but I desire her moans, I want her to quiver and whimper in contentment when I rock into her warm cunt

I know we are going to anyway draw blood out of her but she could dissuade it by submitting. The pleasure we could make her feel would be much more than a fucking paradise but no she wants to always be an ungrateful bitch when I and Ezra fuck her.

Like who will fuck her pussy if we won't?? That addictive cunt was for us to use, maim and ravish.

I like the way she limps towards us when we are done with her. The way her ass jiggles, the way her tiny cunt flutters, I just love watching her naked body shudder under me.

She expects me to help her and save her from Ezra with those emerald eyes full of tears and hope, THE HOPE which I liked to grate. She believes I am her knight in shining armour but in reality, it's just an idea to break her.

I schemed to make her think that at least one of us was her saviour and then smash her hopes making her so weak that finally, she would let us in.

We wanted her to go insane, just like us, for us.

Ezra would never reckon about all this, he always believed

"If they don't submit, make them so helpless that they would believe succumbing was much better than submitting to us"

That's what we did here, we both stirred our strategies to persuade our baby.

She wanted to die and that's what we will entrust her.

From now on we will demonstrate to her the difference between life and death.

Finally, she will squirm and moan while we both sow our dicks into her.

I just hope she wakes up soon.

Never in our life, we had fucked a woman more than twice. Cause fucking women more than twice would make them think that they meant something to us.

We wouldn't mind executing them but why kill unnecessarily?

Never had I and Ezra fucked the same woman too, he was always into short women with small breasts while I was into models with hourglass figures, taller, experienced and most importantly their obedience is what I liked the most.

But of course, Veronica had to come and tarnish it all for us.

Never mind, it was my time to devour our piscin, let Ezra confide his story now.

SNEAK PEEK OF NEXT CHAPTER:

"Spill and get out!" Roy snapped.

Tears fogged my vision listening to Roy's fierce voice.

"Ezra, please" I pleaded.

Ezra stared at me for a quick second before he got up and came in front of me steadying himself on his desk.

"Okay, every three minutes I need you to shed one of your clothing while we talk. You have time till you're completely naked" Ezra proclaimed.

Roy snickered as he stood beside Ezra.

I didn't have a choice other than paying heed to what he had demanded, no way was I relinquishing this opportunity.

I*******m:- Authorroran