Luis American Psycho Novels & Stories

His eyes are red and his hands are raised as if waiting for someone to carry him. “Oh how sad, the big bad Alpha wants his momma." I mock in between laughter. When our laughter finally dies down, Lucinda speaks and is the first to break the silence. “You know, on the bright side, people got the privilege to see you in all your sexy naked glory. The opportunity to see a naked goddess is only given once in ten decades." “Don't tease. You are right, I am incredibly sexy, but definitely not a goddess." I honestly think I am bipolar, I was crying a minute ago and now I am laughing for the same reason I cried. Something is definitely wrong somewhere.

"Luis, he is headed your way. His motorcycle is marked with a GPS. I will send you the coordinates when he stops." "My men will take him out," was the curt reply. "Our deal doesn't come into effect until he is dead." The other dragon hissed. "We will kill him. And then the Moscow drug trade is ours alone." "Of course." It was an easy concession to make. Dimitri had no interest in the drug trade. Luis was a Brazilian Starback shifter, and his little overseas empire was welcome to do what they wanted once the Barinovs were eliminated or neutralized.

The taste of my ass mixed with the taste of his cock was so enticing it had my pussy creaming shamelessly. When he pulled away to repeat the action, I gasped out. "Fuck my pussy too. Fuck my ass and my pussy and then my mouth," Luis gaped at me. He dragged a hand down his face, muttering curses. "Maybe I should show Trevor that video after all. When he divorces you, I'll cart you off to one of my homes in Miami and make you my dick slave." It sounded both terrifying and arousing at the same time. My breathing was heavy and laboured. My tits heaved and jiggled as Luis pushed his cock in my ass and pounded my asshole for a while before removing it to sink into my pussy.

“You think you are sick, huh? You are paralyzed because of tumor in your brain, yes? And that was the doctor I paid told you.” Lucas’ eyes widen and he looked like he wanted to say something and Alexander shook his head. “Oh no, no… He didn’t lie about that, he doing a great job as a doctor. I only paid him for not saying cause of your illness.” He chuckled. “Lucas Wayne. You are indeed a great person, huh? You have enemies everywhere and here you think you are the one with the brain, money and power? So tell me how you didn’t realize that you’ve been poisoned for years?”

I can take an assault if I need to, but this… He must be using psychological warfare, lulling me into a sense of security by providing food and water. By unchaining me. So I'll feel grateful, so I might give him something I wouldn't otherwise give. Luis is a master at war. He has a sixth sense for understanding the way people think and then using it against them. It's why he makes me so uncomfortable whenever we're in a room together. He looks at me as though he can see every thought in my head, as though he knows my secrets. My secret desire.

“I don’t know if I should make it so easy on you. I don’t take betrayal lightly David, You ought to know.” His responding rattled breath was just barely audible enough to hear him utter, “Fucker.” I grinned. “That’s right. I’m the biggest fucker you’ll ever meet. Tell me, now that you’re being honest, why did you think you could get away with damaging my inventory?” David sighed. He appeared completely resigned, as ready for death as a man could ever be. “Atlas promised me a million dollars and a safe place in South America,” he said. I stiffened. “Atlas, you say?”

RIP for my wallet. I entered my room and immediately open my computer. There is a file on my email that consist of confidential content. I browse it and take note of the featured points on the study. The experiment that will be conducted should work this time, there is a higher chance of the possibility that the drugs can cure our patients. After my assessment, I called her father. Gladly he responded quickly. He was sitting on his chair inside his house, girls are massaging him and offering him a glass of rum.

The doctor replied," There is a drug named Lyporexia. A few drops of it can stop someone's breathing. It can cause heart failure and the person will die in seconds." " Really. Where can I get it?" Amaan asked getting excited. The doctor replied casually," I have the drug in my laboratory. I often use it for experiments." " May I have a few of it?" Amaan asked smirking. The doctor wanted to use the drug on someone so he agreed. He smiled and replied," Anytime." ( A/N- The medical things here described are completely imaginary. I am not a medical person so don't compare it with real-life)

Luis was enraged that Joel was out to get his life. Joel was about to fall apart. Feeling overconfident, Luis did not need any help from Kaze to finish Joel off. “Die, motherf*cker!” Luis evaded Joel’s assault and kicked him to the ground. He snatched the knife out of Joel’s hands, stepped on his chest, and plunged the knife into his skin without hesitation.