Chapter 63 That little bitch - Ben POV
I look at the video of Katherine losing consciousness while she's bleeding out. What a waste of good pussy. But she had to go and run her damn mouth.
Poor girl had to pay the price for her daddy's sins. Her daddy loved underage girls a little too much. You see, I'm a leech, I feed off people.
And guess what?
I fucking love it.
I'm really going to miss her, though, but she was a good playmate while it lasted. It's her own fault she went running to my beautiful fiance to spill all the secrets. All she had to do was stay in her lane, but she wanted freedom.
Freedom is earned.
That is something my dearest Madison still has to learn.
I know she's probably running to her little family, and they're undoubtedly coming after me, but I'm so protected in this city that it's nearly impossible for me to fall.
I started digging up dirt on all the powerfull families since I was in school. I'm the shadow nobody sees, until I strike like a snake. They almost never see me coming.
That's how I made miss Madison fall in love with me.
Why, you might ask.
Because my big brother was following her with hearts in his eyes the first day of our freshman year.
He looked at her like she was the sun, and we just couldn't have that, could we? He doesn't get to be happy, not as long as I have breath in my lungs.
I have hated Miguel ever since I can remember. He was always better, always bigger, always more handsome.
But that's not what got me.
No.
It was the way my father treated him differently. Like he was something special, when he was nothing but a son of an illegal immigrant.
I come from noble blood. I am the better son. I am the one who deserves everything.
So I took her from him before he even had a chance.
Revenge never tasted so sweet when I popped perfect little Madison's cherry. I can still feel her pussy tearing apart.
Good old days.
I take a sip of my champagne and smirk. They all trusted me so much, they didn't even see me spiking her drink at the engagement. They think they're all so smart.
I'm smarter.
And they don't know it yet, I'm untouchable. They might have all the money in the world, but I've got all the dirt.
I just have to find out why Alessandro Moretti was talking to Vincent DiCassio for. If he's doing shady business again, the whole image he tried so hard to build will come crumbling to the ground.
And I will be waiting to collect the scars.
The door to my apartment opens and my number one pet, Jeffrey walks in. He immediately drops to his knees when he sees me sitting there and crawls to me like the dog he is.
I find it so refreshing to see a grown man with a double major in accounting and economics who comes from old money on his knees for me. It makes me so hard, it feels like I'm going to burst from my slacks, so I undo my belt, pop the button and lower my zipper. He hungrily eyes my dick when I push my boxer briefs down to free myself.
"Did I do a good job?" He's literally panting eyeing my dick. "Do I get a reward?"
I bend down and grab his face in my hand, and I kiss him hard. He opens his mouth like the greedy bitch he is, and I tongue-fuck him until spit drips from our chins and he groans from deep in his chest.
Power tastes so good.
I break the kiss, but my poor pet is so hungry, he immediately grabs my dick and swallows me whole, making my eyes roll back in my head in pleasure. He knows he has to ask for permission first, but he did such a good job today, I let him suck me.
I pull him off my dick by his hair, and he licks his lips wanting more.
"Do you want to get fucked?" I demand.
"Please, please fuck me!" He begs.
"Take off all your clothes, let me see you." I sit backwards and watch as Jeffrey quickly discards his clothes.
He still plays water polo, ever since school, so he's fit and good looking. Yet, his girlfriend doesn't know he lets me fuck his asshole anytime I ask.
My mouth waters at his cock jutting towards me, and I summon him with my finger to come closer. His whole chest flushes red when I take him deep into my mouth, tasting his salty precum. I fuck his cock with my mouth and throat, deep and fast. I always know when Jeffrey is going to cum, his balls gets tight and his cock starts pulsing on my tongue, but he knows what to do.
He pulls from my mouth with a pop, and jacks off until he shoots his cum into his free hand.
I slowly get up to discard my clothes, watching as my pet does what he knows he must do. He puts his knees on the couch, and smears his cum all over his asshole.
I tug on my erection. "Spread."
His asshole looks so enticing with his creamy cum all over it when he spreads his hard ass cheeks, I fuck into him in one go, making him shout out in both pleasure and pain, but I show him no mercy.
I fuck his tight asshole until he's a whimpering mess underneath me, I fuck until he's sobbing my name, begging me to stop, moaning to fuck him harder.
I growl when my balls tighten and I spill inside him.
"Good boy." I kiss him tenderly on the cheek before pulling my still hard cock out of his soggy ass.
I need more, it's never enough.
So I text my perfect fiance, but she blocked me, my message not going through.
That little bitch.
She really doesn't know who the fuck she's dealing with.