CHAPTER 8: INFERNO

[CONFERENCE ROOM]

Kian opened the door, and Drexton walked in with Ixora behind him. The other board members all stood until he got to his seat and sat down.

Kian took the front while Ixora stood behind Drexton, her files in her hand.

He had no expression on his face as the other board members also took their seats. The lights in the room went off, and the projector screen turned on, revealing a robot.

"This here is our latest project, the robot power bike. Probot 3000" Kian paused, then showed another feature of the Probot on the screen.

"The Probot 3000, as you can all see, is the combination of a robot and a power bike all in one. It has also been made able to resist water."

He showed all the features of the robot, explaining each one. When he was done, the projector screen went off and the lights came back on.

"This new tech has a lot of advantages, and I'm very sure that it'll make more sales than the Mobile-marine," Kian concluded.

There were some murmurings between the others before someone finally stood up.

"Well Mr. Blackthorn, the new tech is good, but don't you think you can come up with something better? I mean, rather than always combining two different techs to make one, just come up with something new," Mr. Bills said with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Drexton crossed his leg before forcing his gaze on Mr. Bills.

"Mr Bills... I love your suggestions a lot. The board members and I are waiting to hear your great idea." 

The smile on Mr. Bill's face disappeared as his chin dipped down.

He let out a weird chuckle.

"You wasted 45 years of breathable air yet with zero achievement. Your company ranks 62 on the billboard. Don't make me terminate your position," Drexton looked at him with a coy smile on his face.

Mr. Bill embarrassingly took his seat but not without glaring at Drexton.

The look on Drexton's face went back to the cold one. He was already expecting the members to try criticizing him since no one liked him, but he didn't even care. He was the youngest among them, and they felt he didn't deserve to be their leader as he was still so young.

"Just because your company ranks first doesn't mean you have to criticize us for it. Don't forget we are the ones who helped you get to the top," said Mr. Miller. 

James Miller was Drexton's biggest rival with his company ranking second place in the billboard. He hates Drexton because he feels his company should have been number one instead of Drexton's.

But Drexton doesn't care—their hate is what he loves more.

"The Probot will be launched in two weeks," Drexton said, his tone dismissing Mr. Miller.

James balled his fist, fuming within as he glared at Drexton.

What he hated so much about Drexton was his guts—how he spoke...and being so intelligent—in fact, he hated everything concerning Drexton.

The other board members stood and began leaving until it was just Kian, Ixora, Dreton, and James.

"Just wait and watch, I will snatch the first place ranking from you, Drexton Blackthorn. It's just a matter of time." 

"Don't cross the fire. You'd hate the burn," Drexton said calmly.

James clenched his jaw as he stared at Drexton's back.

In the eyes of the public, Drexton was a public figure—no one would know how he interacted with people except the ones who worked with him.

Drexton wasn't who he portrayed himself to be in public. There was something off about him, and he's going to find out, one way or another.

He wanted to walk and, coincidentally, Ixora too. 

They accidentally bumped into each other.

"I'm sorry sir," Ixora was quick to apologize, stepping away from him.

His eyes went to her face and immediately all Drexton's thoughts left his mind. 

The only thing he could see was the beautiful girl standing in front of him.

Kian and Drexton had their eyes on them.

Kian cleared his throat and Mr. Miller came back to reality.

He smiled at Ixora before leaving the room.

Ixora's gaze met with Drexton—she gulped, lowering it to the floor.

Drexton said nothing and walked out.

"I hope you took note of things needed. You will be the one doing the presentation at the next conference," Kian said.

Ixora nodded.

His eyes went to her finger.

"You shouldn't zone out again to the extent of hurting yourself. Take care," he said and left before she could even get a chance to thank him.

"Geez, why are all of them cold towards me?"

****

[STACY 'S HOUSE]

Bonnie walked in to see Stacy on the couch with a random guy ramming her from behind. She moaned loudly, her eyes rolling behind her.

"Oh Bonnie, why are you...ahh" she screamed in pleasure when the guy hit her g-spot.

Bonnie and Stacy were friends and since that day Bonnie walked out on her parents, she had been staying with Stacy.

"Drex is launching his new tech in two weeks. He's such a hot genius," Bonnie said with a smile, walking closer, her eyes fixated on her phone.

"Is not even... even on the... news... ah. Your... crush is... talented," Stacy stuttered in between moans.

"I can't wait to fuck him, I've heard he has a huge dick," Bonnie said, already fantasizing about the size of his dick.

"While waiting... why don't you join me... a good threesome... co... could help... Oh my fuck," she screamed again when the guy gave her a hard thrust.

Bonnie smirked, taking off her clothes. She had been feeling horny since she saw Stacy fucking the guy. She joined Stacy on the couch, spreading her legs apart. 

Stacy pulled her closer and attached her mouth to her wet clit causing Bonnie to scream out in pleasure.

Bonnie shoved her head in her middle, and their moans covered the room as the guy kept on filling Stacy's hole with his dick.

Stacy removed her mouth from Bonnie's middle, her lips sleeked of wetness and smiled when she remembered her crush, which no one knew about—not even Bonnie.

****

[HELL DEVIL HIDEOUT]

Drexton arrived at the hideout. The guys had insisted he come, and he couldn't decline—brothers don't say no.

He walked inside and saw the place clouded in smoke and gaslights. Their multiple-colored bulbs were turned on instead of the original red lights. Erotica music blared from the high speakers.

About 10 strippers were in the room, but they weren't performing a strip show as they were completely nude—rather, they were pleasuring themselves while Maddox and Jaxon watched.

The place reeked of sin.

Maddox had a long pipe in-between his lips while Jaxon sucked the tits of two bitches.

The strippers noticed Drexton's presence and stopped. They tried approaching him but just a simple glare from him made them halt.

Drexton walked past them as he sat beside Maddox.

He snatched the tobacco pipe from Maddox and inhaled it deeply. He puffed out the smoke with only two words echoing in his head.

Ixora Castellan.

The one whom he swore to ruin and destroy, make her bleed—mess with her—cause her pain until she would have no other option left but suicide—suicide which he wouldn't let her commit.

"That face tells a lot. She fell into the trap, right?" Jaxon asked.

The two girls have joined the other strippers. 

"What do you think?" Drexton replied, his face deepening with a smirk.

They returned their gaze to the bitches, watching as their tits bounced meticulously to the song they were dancing to.

"Damn," Maddox groaned, rubbing his erected dick from his pants.

One of the bitches walked up to him and knelt before him, unzipped his pants and took his hardened d!ck into her mouth.

Drexton and Jaxon's eyes remained on the show, not minding what was going on.

"Any luck about pet's sister?" Drexton asked.

"We found out she's not in this country after the investigation," Maddox groaned, releasing his seeds on her boobs.

She smiled bitchly licking all of them off.

"And Mrs Vaughn is threatening the police about her husband's death," Jaxon added.

"We will take care of her when it's time. For now, we need to find pet's sister," Drexton said and stood.

"A surprise is waiting for you upstairs," Maddox said.

Drexton nodded, he knew what Maddox was talking about.

"Do you think pet can survive what he has installed for her?" Jaxon asked, picking a pipe from the table.

Maddox snapped the lighter on and off, without replying.