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DIGITAL DOOMSDAY AND UNBRIDLED CLAIMS
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2026-01-15 18:36:12Luca’s POV
The woods closed in like a living cage, Chen’s grip on my arm iron as she dragged me deeper into the trees. Her tac team fanned out behind, securing the perimeter, but her focus was singular—on me. The federal SUV idled on the dirt track, engine low, headlights cutting yellow swaths through the dark. Dante’s vehicle had been forced off the road; I could still hear distant shouts, gunshots popping like fireworks. Sofia’s comm in my ear had gone silent after her last warning: Chen’s Bratva deep cover. Viktor’s endgame. Chen shoved me against a thick oak, the rough bark biting my back through my shirt. “You think you’re clever, Marino? Whispering into that little implant?” She pressed her body against mine, thigh wedging between my legs, forcing them apart. “I know about Sofia’s KGB toys. Alexei’s old network. Cute. But you’re in my playground now.” Her dominance intensified—federal authority fused with raw, predatory hunger. She grabbed my throat, squeezing just enough to make my pulse thunder. “Kneel.” I dropped, knees hitting damp earth. The erotic tension spiked—her power absolute, derailing every MM dynamic I’d known. She unzipped her tactical pants, revealing nothing underneath but skin and intent. “Taste your new handler.” Her fingers tangled in my hair, yanking my head forward. I obeyed—tongue working, lips sealing around her clit as she ground against my mouth. She rode my face with ruthless rhythm, choking my neck with her free hand, controlling every breath. “Deeper. Suck like your life depends on it.” It did. The team patrolled nearby; any sound could bring them. She edged herself on my tongue—grinding to the brink, then pulling back, denying release while forcing me to beg with muffled pleas. When she finally came—shuddering, thighs clamping my head—she held me there, smothering, until stars burst behind my eyes. She stepped back, zipping up. “Good boy. Now, the truth.” She hauled me up, pinning me to the tree again. “Enzo’s cyber plot—Operation Eclipse—is live. Details? He’s buried quantum worms in every major exchange—Wall Street, London, Shanghai. Trigger code drops in sixty minutes. Markets crash, currencies tank, governments panic. Enzo’s servers reroute trillions to Sicilian vaults while pinning it on the Bratva. Viktor knew—fed him the access codes years ago. But here’s the twist: the nuclear codes.” She leaned in, breath hot on my ear. “Viktor stole them from a decommissioned Soviet silo in ‘05—old Cold War relics, still functional. Enzo’s hack includes a backdoor: if Eclipse activates, the codes broadcast to every black-market buyer. Mutually assured destruction. Viktor plans to sell them to the highest bidder—rogue states, cartels, whoever pays most. The world burns, and he walks away rich.” The revelation hit like ice water. “And you? You’re helping him?” Chen smiled—cold, predatory. “I’m the deep cover. Viktor planted me in the NYPD twenty years ago. I rose through ranks, built the black-ops division. My agenda? Control the fallout. When the crash happens, feds seize the chaos—nationalize banks, martial law, total surveillance. Viktor gets his money; I get the keys to the kingdom. Everyone else? Collateral.” She kissed me again—brutal, claiming—then spun me, face to bark. “But first, you submit. Fully.” She yanked my pants down, exposing me to the night air. Her fingers plunged in—three, then four—stretching roughly, no mercy. I gasped; she choked my throat from behind, air rationed. “Beg for it, witness.” “Please… ma’am… fuck me.” She produced a strap-on from her tactical bag—thick, ridged, black. She lubed it quickly, then thrust in—slow at first, letting me feel every inch, then slamming deep. I cried out; she pounded with punishing force, hand on my throat squeezing rhythmic, the other jerking my cock in cruel twists. “Feel that?” she growled. “That’s power. Not mafia games. Federal. Absolute.” She edged me mercilessly—stroking to the brink, then pinching the base, denying while hammering my prostate. Pain-pleasure blurred; tears streamed. “Hold it. Suffer for your mistress.” When she finally allowed: “Come now—show me your loyalty.” Orgasm tore through—violent, untouched, cum splattering the tree. She didn’t stop—riding through, her own release a low growl as she ground against the harness. She pulled out, zipping up. “You’re mine now. Testify. Or I trigger the codes myself.” But as she turned to drag me back, a drone whirred overhead—Enzo’s. A voice crackled through hidden speakers: “Eclipse in T-minus thirty. Codes dropping. Viktor, your move.” Chen cursed. “He’s early.” Gunfire erupted—Dante’s men breaking through, Sofia’s KGB remnants arriving in black vans. Chaos reignited. Dante burst from the trees—bloodied, furious—tackling Chen. They grappled; she fought like a demon, but he pinned her, cuffing her wrists. “Luca!” he roared, pulling me into his arms. “We have to stop Enzo.” But Sofia emerged from the shadows, flanked by Alexei—gray-haired, scarred, KGB legend. “Too late. Eclipse is live. But I have the kill switch.” She held up a device. “KGB backdoor. I can stop it. But Viktor has the codes. We need to reach him—before he sells them.” As the team regrouped, Dante kissed me—fierce, claiming—amid the chaos. “You’re mine. No matter what.” But Chen, cuffed, laughed low. “You think Sofia’s the savior? She’s the one who gave Viktor the silo access. KGB ties? She sold them out for her own empire.” Plot twist: Sofia’s eyes flickered—guilt? Or calculation? The drone hovered closer—Enzo’s final transmission: “The world ends in ten. Unless you pay.” As sirens wailed and teams converged, I realized: the real endgame wasn’t power. It was survival. And in the heart of it, my submission—to Dante, to Chen, to Sofia—might be the only thing left to bargain with.
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