*Bruno*
The nightclub was a little busy when I walked in. I'd decided not to inform my staff I was coming, wanting to surprise them should they be caught doing something they shouldn't have.Unfortunately for me, there was no shady business going on. Shame, really. I would have really liked to tear someone apart, limb by limb, if only just to forget about the dumb bitch who'd felt she could double cross me. It didn't matter that they were all apparently doing their duties perfectly and wouldn't fall prey to my temper tonight.The cunt was definitely going to pay.I nodded my head in acknowledgement at the bouncers on duty. They knew better than to nod back at me, simply keeping their heads down and avoiding my eyes. They were two of the strongest, most ruthless bouncers a person could find. I walked to the entrance of the club, making sure that everything was exactly where they were supposed to be.From the corner of my eyes, I noticed some of my staff fidgeting, probably praying to the goddess that I didn't find anything out of place. It wasn't easy to tell what mood I was in. Sometimes I had pity on them for it. Not being able to guess what might be going through my head or what emotion I was currently feeling, as a result of the stoic indifference and deadly calm that I eluded. It would certainly make their work a lot easier if they could guess what mood I was in.But then, where's the fun in that?I confirmed that the last floor of the club, or ground floor, depending on perspectives really, was exactly as it should be. Temptation was a two storey underground nightclub that I'd single handedly established and cherished more than anything else in the entire goddamned world. Probably because there was no one else rivaling my affection.Not that I cared.I walked to the office of the person I'd put in charge of the floor. He instantly rose to his feet as an act of respect the second I stepped into the room. I kept my eyes trained on him as I walked further into the room, tricking him into thinking I wasn't making an inward inspection of his office. I noticed how tense he was when I got to where he stood. I'd known him long enough to know it wasn't because of anything other than fear.Of what I was capable of.Sparing him one last glance, I walked out of his office and into one of the two elevators on the floor of the building, pushing a button and moving to the first floor for further inspection. Listening as the elevator made the faintest ding, I walked out as soon as the doors opened. I kept my eyes down, not wanting anyone to know of my presence for as long as I could. My gaze drifted to the paintings on the walls and I felt a sense of satisfaction settling low in my stomach.I'd been extremely careful and thoughtful when I'd been building this place. The last floor was the usual nightclub. Drunk people and loud people , louder music and mild sensual artworks. The first floor was a little more serious than that. Only open to exclusive members, it was more of a BDSM club than the regular nightclub. For one, the art pieces were more erotic and sexual, and the people found on this floor were cool headed mafia lords with several kinks that they enjoyed.I released a subtle irritated breath, cracking my neck when I realized one of my staff had spotted me. Then again, I'd expected nothing less. I'd trained them in all the different floors of the building to be extremely watchful and alert. I'd have been disappointed if they hadn't immediately realized who I was only seconds after walking in and I'd have been forced to teach them all a lesson they weren't going to ever forget.My eyes lazily took in the floor as I made turns, walking into the rooms which were double the number of the ones on the ground floor and smaller in size, to give room for privacy and intimacy since the occupants weren't going to be as much. Except there was an orgy going on. I paused, watching a sweet butt get fucked in the ass. Sweet butt was the name given to general females who were always readily available for sex.I considered picking someone for myself but I immediately decided against it. I wasn't exactly in the mood, and more than that I had some unfinished business downstairs. I had a traitor that needed punishment. I let my legs lead me into the office of the person I'd put in charge of this floor. I raised my brow slightly at the obvious bulge in his pants when he stood up to accord me the respect I deserved.His eyes were down but I knew it was only out of deference and not out of embarrassment. I'd taught them better than to be embarrassed for exhibiting signs that they were pure male. He'd probably gone around the floor for an inspection of his own and gotten hard at the sounds and images that had before him. "Get a sweet butt and fuck her," I said to him, giving him permission to leave his office for more than a few minutes. "Make it quick."I turned and walked out of the room before he'd even come up with what to say in response. I headed for the only elevator on the floor immediately and stepped in. I felt a sudden hum of energy coarse through my veins. I was always a little excited dishing out punishments to traitors and heartless criminals. It was one of the few times I was genuinely happy. Making sure that the real bastards were wiped off the face of the earth.The elevator doors opened and I stepped out. Like with the other two floors, there were always two sturdy bouncers flanking every entrance and exit, including the elevators as well. I walked quietly down the hallway and took a bend, the smell of cigarettes and drugs immediately meeting my nose. I tried to breathe as little as possible before these bastards destroyed my lungs. Every drug, every alcohol, every smoke, had extreme effects.They had to if they were going to affect drug dealers and addicts.The ground floor was my favorite floor in Temptation. It was where all the wicked and cruel assholes in town came to discuss their shady business. One would think, knowing my reputation, that they wouldn't trust me enough to discuss their plans here. In my territory. Truth was, this was the only place they could freely do so. Every shady location in town was carefully watched by the police.I never regarded myself as one who was stupid. It was why I made sure that every corner of this floor and every table in every room was thoroughly lined with carefully placed bugs. That way, I could be in on whatever the assholes planned. I let them get away with most of their shit, only interfering if even my fucked up moral compass couldn't take it. Plus, it gave me leverage over them should they ever want to go against me. Not that they would ever dare.Unless they had a death wish.I took several turns as I inspected the floor. The floor had four main sections; a general bar and nightclub, an exclusive mafia and drug lords BDSM section, a general area where deals were made and then my private chambers. I had a private BDSM room which I liked to call 'Crimson'. Other than that was my personal office-like chamber, my personal bedroom and my personal bar and nightclub. Only my most trusted allies were allowed into any of the rooms and only with my permission and supervision.I smiled inwardly as I walked into one of my personal chambers on the floor. It was where I had conversations and meetings with people I wanted to. I sat down on the expensive leather seat carefully placed in front of the long mahogany desk and clasped my fingers together. I wanted to make a stop to my bedroom and check on the cameras and bugs I had all over the place but I was too impatient to dish out punishment.I picked up the phone on my desk and put a call across to my younger cousin, Rave, who worked for me. "Bring the bitch to my office." I stated simply the second the call went through and placed the phone back on my desk. In three seconds flat, a knock sounded on my office. I let my gaze slide from one nude painting to the other, bidding my time and making them wait.It always heightened their anxiety."Come in." I permitted, watching the door as it got pushed open gently so they could walk inside. Light rays penetrated the slightly dark room and then they were gone as the door closed. I pinned Laurel with my gaze as she got pushed violently from behind by Rave, watching as she stumbled helplessly in front of my desk."P-please, S-sir." She stammered beneath her breath, looking at me and shaking her head frantically, tears pouring out from her eyes. I gazed at her in disgust, already knowing I would never be able to spare her. I would never admit it out loud, but Laurel had been one of the few people I had felt I could put a penny of my trust in. And that in itself was a lot.I didn't trust anyone.But I had trusted this bitch with making my meals. Apparently my decision to have bugs in all the kitchens had been a brilliant one. Or else I would have already been six feet under, along with the little girl I'd seen by the road who I'd been planning on sharing the meal with. Forget about me, she would have single handedly murdered an innocent girl on the streets if I hadn't seen the clip of her poisoning my food.I met Rave's eyes, giving him a subtle nod. He left the room and returned a few seconds later, holding a plate of food in his hands. The food Laurel had tried poisoning me with. Her eyes widened in their sockets when she realized my intent. Despite the fact that she was untied, she only shook her head wildly as more tears rolled down her cheeks, knowing there was nowhere to run to.Rave handed her the food. "Eat it." I stated calmly, pinning her with my gaze. She shook her head, more pitiful pleas spilling out of her mouth. I had trusted her, admittedly only a little bit, but I had trusted her nonetheless. And she had conspired with some dickheads to get rid of me. The bastards were lucky they had all already died in a plane crash. I would have given them an even more painful death than that.I released a small irritated sigh, swiftly pulling my gun out of its holster and pointing it at her head. She whimpered, instantly jerking backwards in fear. "Eat the fucking food." I said, mentally trying to calm myself down. No one made me repeat my commands. Least of all this traitorous slut. "All of it." I emphasized.Rave and I watched her as she began eating quickly whilst sobbing, afraid that I was going to put a bullet through her skull any second. I bit down on my lower lip the second the plate slipped from her hands, whatever poison she had put in it took effect after just five spoons. It must have been really strong and effective.I scoffed in disgust as she writhed like an earthworm on the floor before almost immediately going stiff. Her eyes remained wide open but her pupil and immediately disappeared just as the rest of her body turned a ghostly shade of white. Rave bent down to confirm that she was dead, nodding his head at me when he couldn't feel her pulse. "Dispose the body." I commanded, watching as he instantly got to work, lifting her and carrying her out of the room. I sighed in disappointment, walking back to my seat as the excitement immediately left me. Her death had been faster than I'd thought.How boring.*Lucia*The men walked around us. My eyes moved from one to another before finally settling on Steve. He held my gaze for a while. He also looked confused, as if his men had turned against him. "You are in no position to ask questions," Rex said. His hand clutched the barrel he held tightly. "One more word, and I'll blow off your skull," his voice was deep, and it kept resounding in my head.Steve gritted his teeth. It was clear that he hated that there was nothing he could do. He must be feeling betrayed. Rex asked him to raise his hand over his head, and he did so without complaint. I still couldn't wrap my head around what just happened. Before I could figure out one or two things, I felt my hands pulled roughly from behind.I turned sharply, and my hands unconsciously went into my sweater, where I had hidden the gun Jason had given me. Maybe he knew that I would be faced with such a situation. Before I could pull it out and defend myself, "Bring her too," I heard Rex before leading
*Bruno*I walked back to take my seat behind my desk. Although I had killed her, I still felt my anger within me. I had trusted her, something I never did. I wore the earphones on my desk and listened to some conversations that were held in the club. Seeing nothing to worry about, I took it off and stood up. I was tossing the lighter in my hand. Maybe I should have had her tortured before making her eat the food.I sighed.I didn't plan to sleep in my private chambers tonight. I would go back home. I had a lot of things to sort out. My eyes moved from one nude painting to the other. I saw a piece I liked and wanted to add to my office. I made a mental note to remind Rave to get them for me. I walked out of the office, placing my lighter in my pocket.I decided to take another walk around the club before returning home. I was already stressed and would like to relax early, but not without fucking an ass. I was already feeling a little hard as I watched a man fucking a sweet ass. I didn'
*Lucia*When I opened my eyes, I was lying in a car that sped past the road. I blinked simultaneously. From the corner of my eye, I could see a man sitting close to me; he kept a straight face as he quietly discussed things with the driver.I couldn't hear what they were saying. I tried to adjust my body quietly but couldn't; I felt a pang of headache. My stomach rumbled quietly, and I placed my hands on it. I was starving. I noticed the piece of cloth that was used to cover my chest. I felt grateful that my exposed chest was covered.I still felt dizzy. Like I sense before falling unconscious. I tried to keep my eyes open as we drove but couldn't. Everything blurred. Slowly, I closed my eyes, and everything faded.The next time I woke up, I was in a room. I was all drenched in water that had been splashed on my face. I sat up immediately, rubbing my eyes as I tried to adjust to the dark room lightened by a dingy blue bulb.I cursed whoever splashed water on me in my head.Just wait; I
*Bruno*I took a long look at her before stepping out of the room. I could see she was conscious of me. She had taken a step back. My eyes lingered on her breast, which had been exposed some time back. I wonder how they would feel under my touch. I didn't want to stay for another moment, so I walked out of the room with Rave. We closed the door behind us. I took slow and steady steps down the stairs, my hands trialing the rack. My eyes moved around my sitting room. I had decided to bring her home. Don't ask why I bought her because I still have no answer to that question.Either way, she has piqued something in me, but I still can't place my hands on it.I took a seat on the chair at the side. Rave sat opposite me. He was quick to light up a cigarette. He puffed out smoke through his mouth and nose. I stared at him briefly before moving my eyes to the wall clock at the side, which ticked slowly. I felt thirsty. I wanted something to drink. I stood up and walked to take a bottle of alco
*Lucia*As he stepped back and walked towards the door, I suddenly thought of an idea. Why not try to repurchase yourself? Since he said he owned me, there should be a way to buy myself. So I caught hold of his hands. Who would have thought that it would end with him pinning me to the wall and staring pervertedly at me? I had seen his eyes on my chest a few times, but right now, it felt so uncomfortable. I placed my hands around my chest. He must be dreaming if he thought he would have his way with me."What are you looking at?" I asked. I was scared of him, but I tried not to show it on my face. I tried to look bold. But I was sure he could see through the facade I was wearing because he had a slight smile on his lips. I wanted to slap that stupid smile off his face. For a while, he didn't respond. He just kept his eye there. Should I push him to the side? I thought. But what if he puts a bullet across my head?His eyes slowly left my chest, and he trailed it up my face. "Why do you
*Bruno*I wanted to walk on the rooftop but didn't know why I needed to be in her presence. I barely slept last night. She had been on my mind all through the night. I sighed. This wasn't normal. When she walked down the stairs, my eyes went to her but had returned to my newspaper immediately. I didn't want to give her the impression that she meant something.We walked on the rooftop. I walked in front of her. My phone rang when I was about to tell her why we were on the rooftop. It was Rave. I wanted to ignore it and enjoy my time with Lucia, but I decided against it. I walked to the side and placed the phone on my ear. I was out of earshot, and she couldn't hear me."What?" My eyebrow raised when Rave dropped the information he wanted to tell me. "So what are you doing about it?... Oh, this evening?... Of course, I'll be there…" I said and hung off. There was a serious matter to take care of so I'll be going to the club this evening. Should I take Lucia along with me? I wondered. I
*Bruno*I stepped out of the room. A part of me hoped she was fine and had not successfully ended her life. I walked down the stairs; my shoes clicked sharply on the floor. When I got down, I looked around. One of my men was at the side. "Where is Lucia?" I asked, my eyes settled on him for a while before moving away to look around. "Did she leave the house?" I asked him. I had my doubts. I trusted my men to obey my instructions, except they wanted their heads rolling on the ground."No, I've been on guard since you left, and she has not taken a single step out of the room," he said.I looked past him. She could not leave as she didn't know the password, even if there were no guards. All I was afraid of was her doing anything stupid. I had instructed them to remove anything that could be used as a weapon. I took hurried steps back to the room. I pushed open the door and stepped in. The room was empty, but nobody was there. The window was locked, which meant that she had not jumped out.
*Lucia*As I watched Bruno walk out of the bathroom, my chest tightened from anger and embarrassment. Aside from Jason, no other guy has ever held me naked. My cheeks were still burning from the embarrassment. I gave it a quick clap. I stepped Into the shower and raised my face, allowing the water to warm my face. I took a deep breath and went back to scrubbing my body. I wanted to get rid of any smell from Bruno.When I saw Bruno in the room, I was surprised. I don't know what is wrong with him. He spoke many hurtful words, but I resolved never to allow them to break me, but I couldn't. He was, after all, right about everything he said, and I was already broken.The rest of the day went by quickly. I lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling. There was nothing I could do but count each second as it passed. I didn't know if I should be happy that I got to have enough rest or sad that I was locked up and treated like a prisoner.I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. I kept tossing and turnin