All Chapters of HEATED REVENGE : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Wife

Wife. The second time tonight.Butterflies erupt in my stomach. Unmistakable. I know that feeling and I'll be doomed if I let myself get to that level with him“I’m not your wife!.” I scream, pushing against his chest to pull off his laps. He brings me closer,firming his arm around my waist, down to my grab my ass. He glides my pussy against his cock and I feel it thicken. Carlos presses me down hard on him, the veins in his neck enlarging, same with his cock as he squeezes my ass."Don't tell me after fucking me, you think you can belong to someone else" he says then grab my breast and flick my nipple around. The already sensitive thing gets even more pleasurable and painful under his touch. Boundary Thalia! “I’m not your anything"I push his hand away, but he squeeze harder, glaring at me. My head falls back and I bite my lips before a sound that I can’t explain escape me“Your body.” He takes my breast out of hiding "Your rage" he takes the left into his mouth and squeeze the

Pliant lab

"As usual, do not hesitate to use it"Carlos says, passing me a pistol. I check it and confirm it has its bullet. No empty round. Fucker. I feel Carlos's gaze on me so I peer at him. He grabs my neck and kiss me. My body stretch towards him, seatbelt cutting against my stomach and somehow, the pain and pleasure feels surmounted in me. Carlos let me go but his palm move up to my face, smoothing. "You're perfect for me" He says then return back to his seat,holding my hand as he pull the car up in front of a Six storey building: PLIANT SCIENTIFIC LAB says the signage.Never heard of it, So I lift my phone slightly to capture it as we come down. The other cars park as well and I watch six men come out, three each and they walk into the lab. Except Damien. He walks towards us "Hola" I greet and he smiles at me but Carlos pulls me closer to his side,which makes Damien roll his eyes. "What did I miss?" Damien questions as he passes Carlos a tablet. I try to look at it but Carlos is w

Pot calling kettle black

CARLOS POV I look at her, amusement rolling inside me. How can someone who was brave enough to question my men, attack my businesses and infiltrate my warehouse look so terrified?And we just fucked. Why will she think I’ll kill her… I can and should.. but the idea of not seeing her ever again isn’t a good feeling and I need her to marry me. Also,as Damien said.. I need her to see me in good light, so here we are. But she's fucking shaking.I can imagine everything she’s thinking, gripping the gun I gave her like a lifeline.Damien shakes his head as I lean closer to her ear. Thalia goe rigid. Her entire posture in a stand still. Never thought I'll see her afraid of me“Why would I give you a gun,” I say quietly,“if I intended to kill you tonight?”The exhale that follows is slow. Her gulp is loud enough for any beast to feast on, but she tries to hide itCute.I linger a little longer, inhaling the scent of sex and cum still wrapped around her like warmthActually, when I inte

PCKB 2

"Go back, Xena.” I order“Confirm your stations."Damien speaks into the mic, and everyone answers. Lifting their masks to their face. I face Damien“Where is the last one?” He passes me the mic and mask.I pass it to Thalia, she turn and look at me with wide eyes.“Wear it. Communicate if something goes wrong.”She takes it, a slow grin spreading across her face. I grab her neck and kiss her on the lips. Her steps falter but my grip on her neck steadies her. My dick rises for more but I pull away, knowing I can't kill my men. And definitely not Damien. Thalia struggles to stand on steady feet as she tries to hide from my men- who are looking anywhere but at us.... Smart of them. Except Damien of course, who have his eyes trained on me"Can you focus?" he mouths and I glare in response. He shakes his head and walk away. Not my fault Thalia love playing hero and I find it sex worthy. I watch her strap on her mask and I swallow a lump. Not like I’ll allow anything to go wrong.

Shooting

THALIA POVThe elevator readsNo cameras.“Wear your masks.”All eight of us comply. Carlos, me, Damien, Greg, and two others I can’t identify. They look deadly.And I realize—I like this. We all look like a team and his men look like this isn't new"You've done this before?" I question and he looks at our joined palms"Yes" I face forward as the elevator counts“On your knees.”Carlos orders with a voice that vibrates and we comply. Before I could, he’s already pulling me down: hands wrapped around my shoulders in protection. Head whipped toward the elevator door.“Hold your breath.”I do. His order is muffled by the mask, but I’m sure those behind us heard. The elevator isn't cramped. It's so spacious it can pass as cafe truck. The elevator starts to open and I feel something about to go wrong. Carlos's gaze is straight ahead. I’m positioned between Carlos and Damien while the other three stay behind, sheltered.None of us is breathing"No one moves or inhale" Carlos order again

SLOANE COUPLE

OPTIONS: •Type out the names of others involved in your children trafficking and leave here with an arm and leg.•Refuse, you stay here dead.They laugh. All three of them lets out a loud sound of disbelief and CARLOS join them. The sounds full the air like fucking crackheads. Then he stops and Kat points her gun at their head. The second man whose name I don't know but he looks like pothole so I'll call him that, pushes the tablet to Carlos side,shaking his head.Carlos smile die down an same does everyone. The room goes quiet“You think you can take down the mob families and governments?" Pothole says. Carlos replies nothing just kept his eyes afar. Looking out the window on his side. There's nothing there. "Get out of here" Mrs Sloane rebukes him as the silence stretches“You smuggle kids out. Use them and throw them away,” Carlos starts. Voice calm and raging:a perfect showcase of his power.“Use adults and kids alike for your experiments”“And you, Carlos, run a prostituti

Sloane dead

BANG. BANG. BANG.I startle, but Carlos pins me on the chair.All three—no miss. All foreheads.The door swings open, showing Damien and the others.“Mission accomplished,” he says into his mic.“Yayyyyy!” The men’s jubilation echoes in my earpiece.“Cut all their fingers in case we need them.”He doesn’t even acknowledge my glare.Damien nods.“Drag the wife’s body to the safe.”Damien commands, looking down, then at me. “You haven’t fainted.”He questions and I ignore him.Greg and Kat move, Knives out—reminding me of Marcus’s way of punishment.Why is mutilation so easy for them? “Why are they taking her body to the safe?”“Needs face ID.”Oh.“Why make them move a dead body?”“There’s an elevator,” Damien retorts, glaring like there’s an inside joke among them.Carlos raises his hand—with mine—as he stands, taking us out of the room.“Suit yourself. I’m just saying an easier way exists.”“What way?” I question.“Don’t! Don’t ask or reply,” Damien shoots back, eyes flaring.Carlo

Don't touch me

He doesn’t let go.“Fuck you, Carlos!”Damien pulls me to his chest while I hit him. He doesn't let go. Not when I bite him, not when I struggle harder. He holds tight until someone touches me, and I go still.Carlos.“Now start,” he mutters, pulling me to his chest. Fear. For the first time, my body seize up in fear against his chest."Breathe,pretty doll" He breathe down my neck and I jump back... Not far off because his grip is tightened on me"Thalia" I don't reply him or say anything. I've no idea how long it takes, but the safe finally opens. I step away from Carlos, suddenly nauseated.“Everyone, phones off" he says as he reach for me again"and drop them beside me,” I fling his hand away as he conclude.“Phone,” he enunciates while the door stays open. No one enters the safe.I end my live recording and put my phone off. Others do the same, and we enter.My breath seizes again. Money. Money everywhere.This is why he beheaded someone. The nausea increases“Take me out of h

Thalia Run away

CARLOS POVShe runs away into the road, ignoring the car coming her way.... My feet move on their own before I could think twice. The vehicle is closer"Thalia!" By the time I reach for her arm, the car race to her front causing everything to stop... I exhale, it's Damien. Thalia enters without checking twice. Damien looks at me then shake his head. I watch the tail lights of his car carrying Thalia disappear, my chest heaving. I am torn. Part of me wants to hunt his car down and drag her back, while the other part is paralyzed by Damien’s warning to give her space.I don't understand. She was dead. The woman was a corpse. In a game of chess, you discard the pieces that no longer serve you. Why is beheading a body a "line too far" when billions in untraceable cash are at stake?The thrill still hums in my fingertips. I should have stopped when Damien barked at me, or when Thalia called my name with that tremor in her voice. But I couldn't. The thrilling pull of skin under the b

Nurse for Thal

CARLOS POVThe world rings. My head snaps back from the force of Damien’s fist, and for a second, everything goes gray. Marcus whip his head to him and I see Henry's mouth opened. I touch my cheek, feeling the rapid bloom of heat and pain. Confusion tastes like copper in my mouth."What the fu.." "Fucking wake up, Terrius!" he retort aloud, stopping me. His hand at the back of my head, pulling it to his.Am I being fucked right now? “She chose to leave you." Marcus says, his voice like gravel"It wasn’t my decision,”. He concludes, trying to step toward me, but Damien face him, blocking my path.Damien looks like a god of war standing in the morning sun stopping the light to shine at the end if the tunnel. His shoulders seem to span the width of the street, casting a threatening shadow over the pavement. “You will stop right there,” He says, raising a single finger at Marcus.“Before you regret further.” His voice drop into a register that makes the hair on my arms stand up. The

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