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61. The other side of him III. ~PAMELAI could not believe what I was watching but it was real and I had gone numb with fear. I tried to mentally play it down but I was on the brink of losing my mind. There was another person in Stephan's head and he was out of his cage. If Stephan was bad then this one has got to be evil. I was not judging yet but from the little I watched Mr. Void's personality, I could tell he did not give a flying fuck about anything except for Stephan. "You seem to know Stephan very well, Mr. Void," Circe said trying to keep the conversation ongoing. "I have always been with him, Croft, protecting him from the world, I am the reason he has stayed alive since he was a child," Mr. Void proclaimed. I did not know why he would not clean away the blood trickling out of his nose. His face glistened with sweat and his shirt was heavily moist with perspiration. "Why do you think he needs protection from Pamela?" Circe asked. Mr. Void glared at the camera before

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62. The Rival. ~ DelmundoCustomers had begun to enter The Flamin' Joe. The owner was a man who went by the name of Joe Flamingo. He was white-haired, big-boned, and had a small scar on his upper lip, giving him a slight permanent sneer. He was a veteran in the army who had done three tours and was honorably discharged by the military due to the injury he sustained on his last mission. A Somalian child soldier had blown himself up and old Joe was near the explosion. He had been lucky enough to have survived. Now he worked for me as my arms dealer. We were not friends but we were good allies and we did business together. I supplied him with weapons and he sold them to the highest bidder. He also dealt with getting me information. "Do you have any idea why they attacked this territory?" I asked. The smell of cigarettes was already in the air. "I believe that your friends were behind and they used this gang to keep their hands clean," Joe answered. I knew he was referring to the

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63. A Deadly Dinner. ~Delmundo Georgia laid out the finest of my suits and a new phone because I disposed of the one I had earlier when I was on Circe's island. A burner phone had only an hour before it was obsolete. I did not have any desire to lay my eyes on Pamela just yet, I was afraid that seeing her might derail me from my mission. I put on my suit and black Italian leather shoes and left the house. Frank was already on his way to get the explosive from Joe and all I had to do for now was go for a dinner date with my ex who just tried to have me killed. All the women in my life had a knack for wanting to take my life. I got into my car and started the engine. I put it in reverse and drove backward before turning and exiting my compound. I drove at high speed not caring about the cops. I owned them in this part of the city because it was my territory. I looked at tin rearview mirror and suspected that a car was on my tail. I was already a person of interest since my father

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CONFRONTATIONS & REVELATIONS~Delmundo I relished the look on her shocked face when she got just how grave the situation was. I watched Lydia Phobos withdraw into herself and out came Sheevah. I wanted answers and I would do anything to get them. I silently waited. "Forgive my mistake, Baron Delmundo, I foolishly let our past get in the way of business," She said in a light tone. I said nothing. My expression was still serious. She sent over twenty men after me over this tower, I was done talking, and now I wanted to listen. I continued to glare at her as I waited. She took a sip from her cup of wine and looked at me intently. I knew that her feelings were hurt but I did not understand what she expected. She was on my hit list the moment the first bullet hit my bulletproof car The thing about me was that I would never draw first blood, I always minded my business but I guessed that the world had a problem with me because I had always been a target for as long as I could remember

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65. The Forbidden Secret~Pamela Now that I knew what was going on with Stephan, I became scared of what to do with the information. I knew it was out of the question to tell or show anyone so the only option left was to take it to my grave. Minerva was fuming when I opened the door to the surveillance room and I could tell that she was fighting the urge to punch me in the face. "What the fuck are you doing inside of this place," She demanded as she looked around in suspicion. She spotted the laptop and raised an eyebrow. "I needed some me time, Minerva, away from all this craziness," I lied but tried to sound convincing. "Bullshit! You locked me in your closet just so you could get some time alone when all you had to do was ask," Minerva let out in anger. "I did not think that you would agree with me," I said. "You are right, I would not have let you out of my sight for any reason," Minerva said coldly. "I guess what I did was justified then," I said in a playful tone and l

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66 Owned by Him~ Pamela I was trembling in fear from where I sat as Stephan glared at me. A part of me wanted this to be over but another part of me did not want to divulge what I had seen. I was afraid that if I told him, I would be dragged further into his crazy world. His world of bullets, knives, and guns was chaotic enough, that I had no interest in mental battles, which scared me more. "I asked you a question Pamela and I want an answer now," He said in his serious almost quiet tone that I had come to get used to. I kept my mouth shut, not from defiance but from terror. I hated to see him like this because his presence was overwhelming. I stared at my empty plate as he waited for me to speak. I was not.Stephan leaned back into his chair and rubbed his chin, his face, deep in thought as he looked at me. I knew what he was thinking because I was familiar with the certain gaze he gave me over the times that I had spent with him. He was thinking of wh

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67. Owned by Him II. ~Pamela "Walk with me," Stephan ordered me as he made his way out of the dining room. My legs followed in response as apprehension flowed through me. I was at a loss for words and could not even bring myself to imagine what he was going to do to me. I walked meekly beside him as we both headed for the stairs in silence. I fought the urge to make a run for it but where could I run to? Who could I run to? "You forced my hand Pamela, remember that," He told me with a kind of finality that made me shudder in expectancy of what was to come. The house seemed empty except for the both of us. I tried to even my breath as I climbed the stairs with him. He was right about me forcing his hand but it was not my fault. Whenever I was around him, smart decisions evaded me and he knew this. We got to the room and he shut the door behind the both of us. I had no clue about what he was going to start with as I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. He walked to the so

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68. Dark Confessions. ~ PamelaStephan walked away from me toward the sofa and removed his coat along the way. He dropped it carelessly on the lush carpeted floor. The behaviors of a spoiled child. Although his life was filled with different forms of trauma, he was still dotted by servants who cleaned up after him every time he made a mess. He sat down and spread his legs showing me his bulging erection. I unconsciously licked my lips and gazed at him with tremendous need. I suspected that he knew just what I was going through because I did not. It was hard to pinpoint what I was feeling exactly because I was going through a myriad of emotions. He sat in a very nonchalant way. His arms and legs spread like a king. He glared at me with a mixture of lust and anger. It was as if he wanted to ravage me but his anger was keeping him in check. He took a deep breath. "Sit up and place your feet on the ground, and keep them apart, I want to see all of you," He commanded firmly. I di

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Hearts and Emotions~ DelmundoI was hurt. I was angry and most of all I was sad. I let the cold hit me as I walked naked to my room. I was still reeling from the throes of passion as I headed for my room and it took a lot of willpower not to go back and finish what I started. It was hard to believe that Pamela could do what she did. I admired her audacity but she had no right to destroy the flash drive. I knew she was telling the truth because I heard the desperation in her voice. I entered my room and went to the wardrobe. I found a neatly folded black V-neck tight-fitting T-shirt and a pair of jeans. I pulled it out and searched for pants to wear. Georgia handled all my clothes so it was a bit difficult to decide what to put on. I had no desire to sleep tonight because there was so much to do. I had an underground structure to destroy and a second meeting with my soon-to-be-dead ex. I found a pair of black fitted jeans and put them on. I walked to my shoe rack chose a pair of s

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The hunt. ~ delmundo i drove to franks's place. frank had his house built deep in the woods and closer to the rivers. he loved nature and had a great dislike for people. i had built it for him on his birthday although i could not remember the date. he had grudgingly accepted and promised to pay me back in time but i doubted that he could give me anything that i already did not have. there was a pathway big enough for one car and it led straight up the house, i could also smell the waters. i pulled to a stop beside his armored hummer truck. i saw him sitting on the porch with a can of beer in his large right hand. he was still in his black suit but without a tie. i guessed that like me, slumber eluded him. it was hard to sleep for men like us. i got out of my car and walked toward his house. he got up and walked towards me with a slightly puzzled expression. "boss? i thought we were using the explosives tomorrow," he said. "i am not here for any of that, how would you li

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