No mercy

Lucian.

I left the mansion without looking back after firing that useless maid.

She really believed she could disobey my orders and walk away without consequences.

Pathetic.

No one stands between me and my revenge.

No one.

If someone chooses to challenge me, they don't deserve mercy.

They deserve to lose everything.

I got into my black Rolls-Royce and ordered my driver to take me downtown. I needed a distraction before another meeting.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside one of the most exclusive private clubs in the city.

As soon as I stepped inside, loud music filled the air.

I walked toward the VIP section where my closest friend, Damian Knight, was already waiting for me with a glass of whiskey in his hand.

The moment he saw me, a smirk spread across his face.

"Took you long enough."

I chuckled as I dropped onto the leather couch across from him.

"You bastard," I said, shaking my head. "Couldn't even wait for me?"

Damian laughed.

"I've been here for almost an hour. That's your fault, not mine."

A waiter immediately placed a glass of whiskey in front of me.

I picked it up and took a slow sip before leaning back.

Damian studied my face for a moment.

"You look pissed."

"I fired a maid."

He raised an eyebrow.

"That serious?"

"She forgot her place."

Damian smirked knowingly.

"So... another lesson for the people living in your mansion."

I simply nodded.

"They'll think twice before disobeying me again."

He swirled the whiskey in his glass.

"And your little wife?"

A cold smile appeared on my lips.

"She's exactly where I want her."

Damian leaned forward with curiosity.

"You've barely been married a week."

"I'm not in a hurry."

"What are you planning?"

I rested my elbow on the armrest, my expression unreadable.

"Breaking someone isn't about pain."

"It's about patience."

"You strip away every person they trust."

"You take away every place they can run."

"And when they have no one left..."

"They begin depending on the very person destroying them."

Damian stared at me before letting out a quiet whistle.

"Remind me never to make you my enemy."

I finished the last sip of my whiskey.

"You won't."

"Because my enemies never get a second chance."

The stripping started. I found my usual, Aroma. She was giggling. I knew she was trying to get my attention, and she definitely had it. It had been a whole week without sex, and I needed that tonight.

I waved at the manager. He came running. I whispered, "Private room. Bring Aroma."

He nodded and walked away.

I stood and headed toward the room. It was dark, with a large king-size bed in the middle covered in red sheets. I sat on the edge of the bed and slowly unbuttoned my shirt.

Then there was a knock.

"Come in," I said.

Aroma entered wearing nothing but a thong and a bra that barely covered her breasts. She stood there, waiting.

"Come here," I said.

She walked over to me.

"Give me a lap dance."

She smiled and began swaying to the music. She sat on my lap, leaned back, and slowly started grinding against me. Then she turned to face me and settled on my lap.

"Tease me," I commanded.

She did exactly as I said. She pressed her breasts against my face. I bit down hard. She screamed and ground herself harder against my erection.

"On your knees," I ordered.

She obeyed and slowly began unzipping my pants. I let her. I removed my belt and wrapped it around her neck before standing.

"Open that slutty mouth."

She obeyed. I pushed myself into her throat. She started to gag. I tightened the belt slightly, keeping her in place as I thrust harder. She gagged as saliva and precum dripped down.

Suddenly, I pulled away and pushed her toward the bed. She lay on her stomach. I entered her asshole roughly. She screamed as I continued without stopping. Her cries filled the room as pain and pleasure mixed together I don't stop I was on a Mission to cum so i fuckked her asshole and slapped her giggling ass cheeks I fucked her until I cum. I cum so hard that her asshole started leaking from my cum.

When I finally finished, I pulled away and got dressed. She remained lying on the bed, her body still trembling. I took some money from my pocket, tossed it onto the bed beside her, and walked out of the room.