Chapter 90 Ninety

Chapter 90 Ninety
Xavier's POV

I hate repeating my words, it makes me feel weak, and I really wanted to know where the scumbags had taken Irene to.

"Where did they take Irene to?" I asked again, I stood up, catching the hem of her dress.

"You have quite a problem and you're slow, very slow and it's to your own detriment. Now you'll tell me where they're heading" I pushed her off to the bed.

"Sir what's wrong?" Damien asked through the Mind link.

"Kourtney has a hand in Irene's Kidnap and i would definitely kill her until she tells what i need to hear" I groaned, staring at Kourtney who was confused and scared, she was definitely finding a way to escape which she couldn't, I had my room designed specially to my taste, which includes steel windows which bullets couldn't penetrates. It would take five strong willed wolves and three hours of struggle to open the door.

"Can you allow me force the truth out of her mouth, she would spill the details. If you're forcing her, she might just lead you right into their trap" I was surprised at his words.

"Get your self down here, use the spare key I gave you, cause I just threw mine away"I cautioned, remembering locking the door and tossing the key somewhere close to my wardrobe.

"I'll assign a maid to find the key after I've found the truth from her mouth" I muttered to myself as I pulled out a seat, staring at Kourtney standing at the far right end of my room, a wicked smile crept my lips seeing her in a vulnerable state, she has been ina vulnerable state with me ever since I gave her the best fuck she ever dreamt of.

"Be there in two minutes" Damien's words seemed rather odd, guess he must have been talking to the maids as usual, telling them stories about Scotland.

Listening to the sounds of the key hole, crackling. I felt a tingle if happiness and anticipation wondering the method Damien would use to get Kourtney to spill out the truth.

"What do you intend to do with a brush, a make up kit and a scissors?" I was stark confused, I just watched in anticipation.

Damien strapped her to a chair, I never knew Damien was a make up artist, he turned journey flush face into a beautiful face.

"Now to the main issue" Hw uttered running the brush through her hair "You're looking beautiful Kourtney"

"Yes, Thank- thank you" Kourtney gasped.

He picked up a scissors,

"Have you ever thought how you would look without your lovely hair?".

"What do you mean?" Kourtney asked confused at Damien's words.

"I would cut this air until you're bald. I know how much you love your hair so just tell me where they're taking Irene to, that's all I want to hear, your 60 seconds starts now" Damien shrugged clicking his tongue, I guess he was counting it with his tongue.

"Five, four, three, two, one. Your time's up, are you sticking to Liam's rule of ultimate secrecy and lose your hair or you'll tell us and no one would ever get to know, you'll get to keep this beautiful hair" Damien snapped, placing a large amount of her hair in between his scissors.

"Wait, Liam's taking her to the wasteland. It seems he's planning something big, he's got a hideout there. I must warn he has countless number of soldiers, you must be smarter than him to penetrate that kind of security." I was surprised that Damien's method truly worked. I couldn't help myself, I couldn't show her how happy I was,

"Get the hell out, you uncouth witch" I snapped.

Damien chuckled, softly controlling his laughter, I couldn't hide mine.

"She loves her hair more than Liam's words" I sighed knowing what Liam would do if he found out that Kourtney double crossed him.

"A maid told me, how she admired her hair, like a demi god. I used the make up to bring out her beauty before staking the odds, I knew she would give in definitely. She has nothing to lose if she tells us but she would lose her hair if she doesn't. So she picked the right option... I guess" Damien explained, I wondered where Damien devised this type of torture.

"Taking what someone loves so much would make that person bend to your will " He added, these words haunted me, I imagined myself in Kourtney's predicament.

"Chosing Irene or the Supreme Alpha title, it'll be a hard choice, I wouldn't be in that situation never."

"Get the guards ready, we'll leave by midnight"

"Yes sir, I'll take my leave now"

"You're indeed the kind of Beta any Alpha would like to have, even at a young age you fit into the role perfectly" I said patting him on his shoulders, hugging him indistinctly. It felt weird to me, I hated the fact that I behaved like this, Irene's the cause of my sudden softness and perplexity.

"Thank you sir, I'm highly honoured" He uttered and walked out.

"I'll eat and forget about all this. These thoughts are really driving me nuts" I muttered to myself as I darted off to the dining table.

"Get me a huge chicken and a jar of wine" I ordered a maid, filled my head with the thoughts of eating way over my satisfaction.

I ate to my satisfaction, I looked at the plate, I guess I could've been eat the quarter of this chicken.

"What are you doing? " Damien asked in a mild tone as he sat close to me, his eyes fixed upon the chicken.

"I'm eating as you can see, " I said wondering why he would ask me irrelevant questions.

"Just fried chicken and wine, interesting" Damien asked in a mild tone.

"Join me if you like" I understood that the aroma must have lured him here, Damien loved chicken a lot, he had a space reserved for chickens in his stomach.

"Thank you " He said in mild tone as he pulled out a knife which made me ask him.

"You have a knife with you? " He didn't even listen to me, he sliced a huge part of the chicken and ate it hurriedly.

"Is anyone pursuing you?"

"When we eat slowly, we tend to fill our stomach before the food even gets finished, so I'm doing this to have enough space in my stomach to eat the rest when I'm done with this one" Damien affirmed his words as he downed a cup of wine at once.

I walked out, getting tired of watching him eat. I walked out, I called a maid who had slight resemblance with Irene.

"Go to my room" I ordered.

"Yes master" I followed her, watching hee ass wiggle in her wet dress, I guess she was struggling with the laundry before I walked in.

I walked into Irene's room, took her red dress and walked to my room.

"Wear this" I ordered, she undressed, admiring her nice curves.

I got close her, pinning her against the wall, her ass was against my groin.

My shaft was fully erect, I placed my fingers against her cunt, it was wet, really wet just the way I loved it to be.

I plunged my shaft into her cunt, she gasped, I guess my shaft was too big for her tight cunt. I thrusted in deeply all at once, making her to scream, holding her hair up, I arranged my legs, I quickened the pace of my thrusts, I loved the way the way her ass slapped against my waist.

"Now I want you to scream my name in a low steaming voice " I ordered.

"Maaaasstterr mass-ster" She screamed as she spurted her juices all over my shaft, making it very easy for me.

I knew I was reaching my climax, I slipped out my shaft,

"Get on your knees slut, and suck your prize off my cock" I ordered.

"Yes master" She conceded.

She wrapped her hands around my shaft, she sucked like she did as a daily routine. I held her head, and fucked her mouth, making her drool saliva out of her mouth, tears rolled out of her eyes, as I spurted my juices down her throat.

"Leave my room " I commanded with a cold voice. I sat on the bed, reminiscing on the fact that I enjoyed what I just had

"Hey spill what happened here and have you and your family burnt alive " I made sure she wouldn't tell, anyone who saw her would know that she had sex.

I closed my eyes, trying to rest and get ready for the journey ahead.

"Sir I'm off to sleep, I ate a lot of chicken and I'm afraid it has adverse effects on me" Damien chuckled.

"Well sort yourself out before dawn, I wouldn't tolerate any mistakes" I said as I blocked the mind link.