Protecting Him~Pamela I hated myself for what I had done to him. I hated the fact that he had tainted me somehow with his dangerous life. I hated the betrayed look he had given me when I had finally to him what he wanted to hear. Under the intense and prolonged sensual torture, I had managed to lie about the flash. It was safe and intact with it's location somewhere Stephan would never think to find. My mind was filled with thoughts of Stephan as I sat alone in my room. My body yearned for his touch and my heart raced for him. He had gone to do his mafia business. It was one of the ways he could cool off. I tried to imagine what he was doing, or who he was killing at the moment because death was the usual result when Stephan was involved. How was killing so easy for him? It had been difficult for me to process my shock when I fired my first gun at some men when they came in gun blazing. Now my fellow sisters are all calling me sister six. I did not want to get involved in the

74. The Key Master. ~Delmundo "How do you keep this place a secret?" Frank asked as we lounged at the office of Maze. "I mean a lot of people are going to know about this place." I smiled. "We choose our clients not the other way around, it is about who has the biggest pocket not who needs help. This is not a charity organization, Frank," I told him. "You sell security services to whom you choose, but what if they can not pay?" Frank inquired. "We make sure to check the financial background of whomever we choose," I told him. Maze had gone to receive the key master and I was eager to see what he or she looked like. I had no doubt that the biker girl was looking for me to get revenge for her fallen gang members. Soon, Maze came back to the office with the infamous Key Master following up behind her. The Key Master was a man in his sixties or early seventies. He was tall and used a walking stick to shuffle about. It was obvious that he had pains in his joints, the courtesy of

Pamela 76. His Fragile MindI could not join Georgia to see the video all over again. I did not have the heart to see Stephan unravel for the second time, because I was still jarred from watching for the first time. I was in my room and it was already past midnight. I was anxious about Stephan's return as I lay curled up on my bed. I could erase the look I had seen on his face as it played over and over again in my head. I hated that I needed him after all he had put me through. I was curious about Georgia's state of mind when she saw the video. The silence in the room was deafening and uncomfortable. I got up from the bed and headed for Georgia's room, I needed the company. Her room was situated on the top floor of the house above Stephan's. It was an attic-styled chamber. I was about to knock when the door abruptly swung open. There stood Georgia with eyes rimmed with pain, tears, and heartbreak. I was aghast at seeing someone as emo

78. A Gathering of Dead Men. ~DelmundoWe both fell asleep on the couch till the morning came. I woke up first and saw that Pamela was still in slumber. Her arms were wrapped around my body as she breathed softly with her head resting fit full on my chest. I stroked her hair gently as I realized that I was more afraid of losing her than I was afraid of dying. It was the very first time I had felt such an emotional connection to anyone in a long time. I could do anything for her and that includes giving up my life. It scared me so much to know that she had this control over me but I was too vain to admit it to her or anyone. I was always scared around her, afraid to lose myself lest I hurt her. I knew that if she left me, all that was hell would break loose. I loved it here, this moment, this second, this minutes. I loved how peaceful she slept and how safe she felt in my arms. I was never one to open up to people about myself but anytime I was with her, I felt like I could tell

80. A Gathering of Deadmen III. ~Delmundo I and Frank were assailed by curious glares and I could feel Viktor's frustration as he led us to my father's office. I did not doubt that there was something that he did not want me to see or that they were not yet done with going through his office. "Has the office been in any way tampered with?" I asked coldly. "Not at Baron, a search had been conducted but it had not been executed out of respect for you," Victor said. I called bullshit to what he said as I, Frank, and Silver followed him. The only reason that they had not gone through my father's possession was because I was not obedient like the new kid on the block, Dwayne Cage. "We're here," Grumbled, an impatient Viktor. I could even see the urgency in his demeanor. I was happy he was uncomfortable because he had tried to dog-walk me in my father's company. He had made a big mistake when he stupidly assumed me to be weak. He did not know me and I did not blame him. He was abou