"Ninong!" Maverick said in response to a person who just barged into the room. Pero hindi siya natinag sa pagkakahiga sa sofa where he was left by those women who take to pleasure him earlier. He was holding his length na mamasa-masa pa, stiff and erect pointing to the ceiling. Haplos-haplos niya ito nang pataas at pababa as he looked at the person standing just by the door. He smirked. He knows the reason why he suddenly came. He received the info and he has plans but was hindered by what Bridgette did. Kaya inuna na muna niya ang magpakasasa sa mga babae to vent his annoyance. The man was in his early sixties, standing five-eight tall. He has a fair complexion at may alon-alon na buhok which is naturally golden brown which shows he is a mixed race. At his age and sa tikas ng kaniyang pangangatawan, he is often mistaken as Maverick's brother. Women often describe him as a beef-cake and stud which made them drool for him and crave to get his attention para matikman ang kaniyang kaman
“I’m not done with you, yet!”Maverick said and firmly held Bridgette’s hair and brought her face closer to him while he runs the muzzle of his forty-five caliber pistol slightly touching her skin from her jawline down her chest. Circled it on her two peaks as Ninong continued pounding her hard. Napangisi si Maverick na sinulyapan ang lalaking tinatawag niyang Ninong at bahagyang napailing. Hindi siya nagkamali to invite him for the session. Sadyang matindi ito pagdating sa babae. He doesn’t know where he got his strength as at sixty, matibay pa ang tuhod nito. “Ninong, just pound hard on this woman and I’ll deal with that Uttenberg. Enjoy! “ Before he got up, he fiddled Bridgette’s twin vanilla with the muzzle of his pistol. He smirked as he watched her reaction. Napaungol ito kasabay ng isang malakas na ulos mula kay Ninong and arched her body as she felt the sensation creeping all over her from the cold tip of his gun simultaneously with Ninong’s deep thrust. ‘Such a whore.’ Pab
The double doors of the luxurious hotel ballroom opened as he was welcomed by the silent chatters and serene instrumental music in the background. Maverick stood on his stance as he roamed his stares around the hall. He sneered. For him, parties are a form of hypocrisy. Rich and famous just wanted to flaunt what they’ve got. “Boss, the woman was at nine o’clock on your right. She was wearing a long red gown, talking to a couple.” Maverick heard Diego from his earpiece. They were eyeing Mark Uttenberg’s wife for a certain reason that could help them find a clever and easy way to find him. He knows that Uttenberg was a savvy veteran in terms of technology preferably in software. They have to be quick before he can intercept their communication and he locates them. He doesn’t know much about Mark Uttenberg’s wife and never met her even once aside from he saw her on television guestings. “She is the only daughter of the business magnate, Arndt Ziegler. Married to Uttenberg for five year
"Mr. Bernardi!" Maverick abruptly paused from walking but didn't make a turn to see the person who called him. "Boss, it's Halle's brother. Mr. Bernardi was his client," Diego said. Dahil sa sinabi ng tauhan, dahan-dahang niyang nilingon ang lalaking ngayon ay malapad na nakangisi sa kanya. "Mr. Roux, hi!" Maverick immediately greeted the man who was now in front of him. "I knew it's you, Morelli," the man whispered when he reached out for his hand for a courtesy. "Uhm, I like to have a conversation with you, Mr. Roux but sorry, I'm with Madamme Zeigler," Maverick said igmored what the man whispered to him. "Please, excuse us!" Kumindat pa siya dito bago tuluyang tumalikod at naglakad kaagapay ang asawa ni Mark Uttenberg. "Do you know that guy?" tanong ng babae habang palabas sila ng papuntang main entrance ng hotel. "He happens to be an investor to a company I invested as well," answered Maverick. He lied. Ang lalaki ay kapatid ng babaeng pinagkakatiwalaan niyang hawakan ang
"Speak!"Maverick commanded briefly as he stared intensely at Uttenberg, who was sitting on a wooden chair a few meters away from him. Uttenberg remained in silence. He was thinking about his family. He was still shocked at how his wife abandoned him easily without even giving him a chance to explain his side. "Your wife has abandoned you, Uttenberg. For you to stay alive, you better cooperate with us," Brando said. Maverick, on the other hand, was leaning against his seat. Fingers circling the wine glass on the small table on his side. A vexatious grin played on his face. Alam niyang wala sa tamang isip nito si Uttenberg. Hindi nito inaasahan na gano'n lamang siya kabilis iabandona ng asawa. That she chooses wealth over him. Isa sa mga reyalidad na nagpapangit sa imahe ng mundo. Greed, money, and power, mga dahilan kung bakit halos puno ng kasamaan ang mundo. He knows, he wasn't an exception pero saan nga ba nag-ugat kung ano siya sa ngayon? At the age of nine, alam niyang dahil s
"I know where the items are!"Biglang napatigil sina Brando sa ginagawang pagpatay sa mga tauhan nina Demitri nang magsalita ang isa sa mga natitira pa. Maverick eyes narrowed and paused from taking his motorcycle from the ground. He then turned to the person who spoke a while ago. "What did you just say?" he asked. Malinaw niyang narinig ang sinabi nito pero gusto niyang siguraduhin kung tama nga ang kan'yang narinig. Si Brando naman ay pinatayo ang lalaki, hawak ang collar ng damit nito. Tinulak niya ito palapit kay Maverick para ito mismo ang kumausap sa kanya. "I. . .I heard that the cont. . . contraband was sent to another group—""Which group?" Hindi nito natapos ang sasabihin nang bigla itong hinablot ni Maverick sa kuwelyo nito at hinila palapit sa kanya na halos dangkal na lang ang layo ng mukha nila sa isa't isa. Nanginginig ang lalaki na napapikit dahil sa matinding takot na ni hindi magawang salubungin ng tingin ang mga mata ni Maverick na muling nag-aapoy sa tindi ng
"Gabrielle. . ."Gabrielle wiped her tears heedlessly when she heard the familiar voice. Her mother's voice.She took a deep breath before she decided to get up and face her mother. "Mom?" mahinang wika niya nang malingunan ito sa pintuan ng kan'yang maliit na gym. "Are you okay, dear?" tugon nitong tinatanong kung okay lang siya.She's Miranda Sandoval. A sophisticated woman in her fifties. Hindi ito kinababakasan ng pagtanda. Napalunok si Gabrielle bago sinagot ang ina habang papalapit siya dito. "I'm fine, mom!" she answered, smiling. She was trying to be cheerful and not to make her mother worried. "Are you sure?" muling wika ng ginang at lumapit sa kanya para makipag-beso. "Of course, mom! Ako pa ba?" tugon ni Gabrielle at umakbay sa ina. Magkaagapay nilang tinungo ang sala at naupo doon. "But mom, what makes you come here? Biglaan yata?" "Bakit masama bang dalawin ang nag-iisa kong prinsesa?" birong tugon ng ginang. "Hindi syempre pero madalas kasi tumatawag ka muna at
"What makes you show up suddenly?" Maverick asked Luxe curiously. He knows that Luxe wouldn't show up without any cause. Kasalukuyan silang nasa isang burol malapit sa tinutuluyan nilang bahay na pag-aari ng isa sa mga miyembro ng Las Dagas Voladoras na nakabase sa Pransya. Dito palaging nagpapalipas ng oras si Maverick kapag gusto niyang mapag-isa dala ang kan'yang motorsiklong si Cindy. Hindi ito ang nag-iisang Cindy sa buhay niya. Nakailang palit na din siya ng motorsiklo at paulit-ulit lang na ginagamit ang pangalang Cindy. Minsan naging daan ito para asarin siya ni Luxe dahil sa ipinangalan niya sa behikulo. "What's with Cindy? Why'd you can't give up that name for your motorcycles?" Kahit siya ay hindi niya alam kung bakit basta lamang sumulpot sa isipan niya ang pangalan at iyon ang naging umpisa kung bakit naisilang ang pangalang Cindy sa buhay niya. "A new Cindy, huh?" Luxe uttered and chuckled. Maverick turned to him, smirking. "My previous one was destroyed during the