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Fact Not Conjecture
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Play Thing Of The Enemy Fact Not Conjecture
They walked back to the car in silence and only when they had the comfort of closed doors did they speak, as the click of the door locking sounded and the tinted windows rolled up Don turned his head from the driver's seat and began to talk.“Are you sure Vidi will stay in line?”“Yes, He might be a piece of shit but he's a good father, he wouldn't do anything that would jeopardize her safety.”“And if he does try anything we put a bullet in both their heads.” Leo added.“Exactly.”“It needs to be clear that there are consequences if you fuck with the king.” Don supplied with a smirk.“Speaking of, any change in Jamal's movement?” Damian abruptly asked.“Not anything notable, His schedule hasn't changed.” Don replied as he passed a tablet to Damian, He looked through it but all he could focus on was the passport picture at the top of the file, faded brown eyes, thin dark lips and a small scar just above his eyebrows. “This is him?”“Yes, John Marshall, nothing notable about him eithe
Play Thing Of The Enemy A fine line
Vidi Costa was one of the men Damian had trusted with a part of his operation, in charge of all the Small casinos that covered this side of the country and made up the collective “The Angels Hand.”, it was a piece of a much grander puzzle, Not a large part but a part that needed to function well and he had been doing his job exceptional well for the years he had had it but something had changed, The numbers had begun slipping in a way that couldn't be blamed on economic struggles or lack of outreach, it wasn't sudden, it was gradual but noticeable. He probably thought Damian wouldn't notice and he didn't until Don had pointed it out. The steady decrease of cash inflow could only mean one thing, Vidi was trying to take him for a ride.“Good morning Costa.” Damian's voice screamed with authority and power, his eyes focused on the coin he fiddled with instead of the eyes of the man he spoke to, He had learned early in his life the power of eye contact, when you are the under do
Play Thing Of The Enemy The Open birdcage
His head turned to face the figure that held so tightly unto his wrist.“Don't go in there.” Miss Martha repeated, her voice quivering, There it was again that fear that had plagued her the first day he saw her, it burned clearly in her eyes and he couldn't understand why, He turned to face her, his eyes full of concern.“Why, What's in there?”“Nothing that should concern you, only The Master is allowed in there.” She replied still holding tightly unto him.“Why?”“Trust me sir, you don't want to go into that room, just please trust me.” She replied as she gently loosened her grip on his wrist, Luca looked at the door, wandering what could be inside that room that would shake her up to this extent then he remembered Damian's reputation and there was suddenly a bitter taste in his mouth. He stepped back from the door.“I won't go in.” He reassured with a warm smile, she nodded then gentle shifted him out of the way as she pulled out a small key from her pocket and locked the door shut
Play Thing Of The Enemy Your Place
Damian laid in his tub, head to the ceiling as he soaked in the hot water that had now turned warm, it felt nice, he didn't want to leave the comfort he was feeling right now and walk out that door into the world that wanted nothing but to see him fail, He couldn't let that happen though, he wouldn't let that happen, too many sacrifices had been made for him to get to this point and he fully intended on staying at this point for as long as God would let him. He closed his eyes and fully immersed himself in his thought when he heard the sound of the bedroom door being opened followed by the soft and gentle footsteps that he now knew were Luca's, He opened his mouth to say something cocky and flirtatous then a memory flashed through his mind, Yesterday.‘Remember your place.’ He had growled at Luca like a wounded dog and he regretted the way he had handled it but it was truly the only way, this business wasn't kind enough to ignore the foolishness of a man in love, Love so often
Play Thing Of The Enemy Attachment
Luca stepped into a puddle of his own sweat,breathing hard and body sore as he walked back to the machine he had been using since the moment he stepped into Damian's gym, It stood tall, almost 7 feet with a cylindrical body divided into three sections and long poll like arm that extended almost a meter sprouting out from each side of the three sections, each hand moved individually and could move in synchronization with other arms making it's attack pattern unpredictable. The goal was to last as long as possible, dodging attacks while also attacking it's body that was made up of hard cushion foam.His knuckles were bruised to the extent were they looked bloody but he didn't stop moving, every move that hit him was one that could kill him in real life, he needed to be faster, Better, more skilled and—He lost track of his thoughts as one arm hit the side of his stomach and another followed the attack but he quickly moved his head and countered but was stop by another hit to hi
Play Thing Of The Enemy The Con Man
The room was dark and quiet, the only source of light being the fire place that burned and heated up the otherwise cold room. In the middle of the room was a large wooden table with a chair at both ends, Damian sat on one with Don and Leo standing behind him while Jamal Murray, a bald black man that looked to be in his mind forties with dark unforgiven eyes and a sharp cunning smile sat at the other with a stone faced guard standing behind him. Jamal was one of the few men who weren't born into this world but had managed to carve a place in it for themselves and he wasn't just some local boss running a small operation and raising his shoulders, He was the leader of the fucking Underground. No words had been exchanged since they had both taken their seats but the intensity could be felt through the air as the two men stared at each other in silence, each one at the top of their world and determined to stay there. Jamal finally moved, reaching for a small box on the table and
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