BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
BY KATHY D
(HIS WARM SIDE)
The intruders burst into laughter, their cruel eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. ” We have hear a lot about you, but just know that You’ll never take her from us, Venom,” one of them sneered. “She belongs to lord Roman now and we won’t let her go without a fight.”
Alessandro’s face darkened, his jaw clenched in anger. “You’re making a big mistake,” he growled, his voice low and deadly. “I warned you, I won’t be responsible for your deaths.”
The intruders snickered, one of them pulling out a gun. “We’ll take our chances,” he said, pulling the trigger.
Alessandro dodged the bullet with ease, his reflexes lightning-fast. He returned fire, his gun echoing through the night air as he took down a few of the intruders. But there were too many of them, and soon he found himself surrounded.
The intruders closed in, their daggers glinting in the moonlight. Alessandro fought back with his bare hands, his face set in a fierce grimace. He took down a few more, but the others were relentless.
One of them landed a lucky blow, slicing Alessandro’s arm with a dagger. He gritted his teeth, the pain fueling his anger. Another intruder struck, but Alessandro countered with a swift punch, sending the man crashing to the ground.
As the fight raged on, Alessandro noticed that the intruders were unusually strong. They seemed to be enhanced, their movements almost supernatural. He narrowly avoided a dagger thrust, his eyes widening in surprise.
Despite being outnumbered and outmatched, Alessandro refused to back down. He fought with every ounce of strength he had, his face set in a fierce determination.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Alessandro emerged victorious. The last intruder fell to the ground, defeated. Alessandro stood panting, his chest heaving with exhaustion. He was covered in blood, his wounds throbbing in pain.
But he didn’t have time to rest. He rushed to Harmony’s side, freeing her from her restraints. “Are you okay?” he asked, his voice rough with concern.
Harmony nodded, her eyes wide with fear. “Y-yes, I’m fine,” she stammered.
Alessandro’s face was set in a grim determination as he efficiently packed the dead intruders into their car. Harmony watched in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What are you doing?” she asked, her voice trembling. He ignores her questions and continue with what he was doing.
Alessandro opened the car’s fuel tank and motioned for Harmony to get on the bike behind him. She climbed on, wrapping her arms around his waist as he zoomed off into the night.
As they put some distance between themselves and the car, Alessandro slowed down and threw a lighter back towards the vehicle. Harmony gasped as the car erupted in a fiery explosion, the flames illuminating the dark night sky.
Her eyes went wide with shock, and she tightened her grip on Alessandro’s waist. “What the…?” she trailed off, her voice lost in the wind.
Alessandro didn’t flinch, his expression unchanging as he sped away from the inferno. They passed Hardin and Virus, who were just arriving on the scene. The two men skidded to a halt in front of the burning car, their faces etched in surprise.
Hardin’s eyes widened in disbelief, while Virus’s mouth dropped open in shock. “What the hell happened here?” Hardin exclaimed, staring at the flaming wreckage.
Alessandro didn’t slow down, speeding past them with a grim determination. Harmony looked back, her eyes fixed on the burning car, her face pale with shock.
“That is his work, they bite the beast” Virus smirks as he watches the car burning.
“We should get back to the clan” Hardin said and they both entered the car and left.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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ROSARIO EMPIRE
Lord Roman’s face was twisted in pleasure as he played with his sex toys, his eyes closed in ecstasy. Suddenly, his informant burst in, looking nervous. “M-my lord, I have bad news,” he stammered.
Roman’s eyes snapped open, his face darkening. “What is it?” he growled, his voice menacing.
“The girl… we couldn’t get her. And… and all your men are dead. Burned,” the informant stuttered, taking a step back.
Roman’s expression turned apoplectic. His face reddened, his eyes bulged, and his teeth gritted. “Alessandro!” he bellowed, spittle flying from his lips. “That bastard!”
He scattered his sex toys everywhere, his fury un contained. He stormed to his room, slamming the door behind him.
Just then, his phone rang. He answered, his voice growling. “What?”
“Roman, you idiot!” His father, Overlord Rosario, yelled through the phone. “What did I tell you about underestimating Alessandro? You disobeyed me, and now look what happened!”
Roman’s anger boiled over. “He killed my men! I’ll kill him, father! I’ll make him pay!”
Rosario’s voice was venomous. “You’ll do no such thing! You’ll lay low and stay out of of his way, you will leave him for me to handle “
Roman’s face reddened further, his eyes blazing with fury. “How dare you! I’ll show you! I’ll show him!”
Rosario’s laughter was cold and mirthless. “You’ll show me? You’re nothing but a disappointment, Roman. You’ll do as I say, or suffer the consequences.”
“I will be the one to take care of that Bastard myself, you will stay out of it” overlord Rosario said and The line went dead, leaving Roman seething with anger and humiliation.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Harmony and her boss entered his room, the tension between them palpable. Her boss strode over to the bed and pulled off his shirt, revealing a deep knife cut on his shoulder and back. Harmony gasped, her eyes widening in horror.
“Boss, oh my god!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling. “Your back, your shoulder… it’s so bad!”
Her boss scoffed, his expression unyielding. “It’s just a scratch, Gattino. Don’t make a fuss.”
But Harmony was already crying, her tears flowing uncontrollably. “I’m so sorry, boss. This is all my fault. I should have been more careful.”
Her boss rolled his eyes and headed to the bathroom. “Stop those tears, Gattino. I can take care of myself.”
Harmony nodded, still sniffling, and watched as her boss disappeared into the bathroom. She then turned and fled to her own room, her mind racing with thoughts of her boss’s injury and her own culpability.
As she lay on her bed, replaying the events of the night in her head, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of fear that had settled in her heart. She kept turning till she finally fell asleep.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Rica and Rico arrived at the Evil Syndicate, their father Pedro’s domain. As they entered, Pedro’s furry appearance greeted them, his eyes fixed on Rica with a menacing glare. Without warning, he slapped her, causing her lip to burst.
“What’s your relationship with Virus?” Pedro growled, his voice low and deadly. “He comes to my club, drags you away while you’re performing… what’s going on?”
Rica tried to speak, but Pedro’s hand closed around her throat, strangling her. “You’re going to tell me the truth, girl,” he snarled, his grip tightening.
Rico, her twin brother, tried to intervene, but Pedro’s other hand shot out, hitting him too. “Stay out of this, boy,” Pedro warned, his eyes blazing with fury.
Pedro’s grip on Rica’s throat tightened further, cutting off her air supply. “If I ever see you with Virus again, I’ll kill you,” he hissed, his breath hot on her face. “Do you understand?”
Rica’s eyes bulged, her face turning blue as she struggled to nod. Pedro’s grip finally relaxed, allowing her to gasp for air.
“You’re lucky I didn’t kill you, and take your useless self in, you both are, bastards,” Pedro spat, turning away from Rica and Rico. “Remember, I’m always watching.”
As Pedro stormed off, Rico helped Rica up, his eyes filled with worry. “Sis, are you okay?”
Rica nodded, still gasping for breath. “Yeah… I think so.”
But the fear in her eyes told a different story. She knew her father’s wrath was far from over. Tears slipped out of her eyes.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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NEXT DAY
“Hey,!” Harmony grin while looking at the person in front of her.
Sniper’s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly played along. “Hey, Harmony! What’s up?”
Harmony chatted excitedly with Sniper, oblivious to the fact that she was actually talking to Mauler’s twin sister. But when she walked away, Sniper’s expression turned into a deep frown.
“What the…?” Sniper muttered to herself. “She has no idea I’m not Mauler!”
But then, a sly smile spread across Sniper’s face. “This is actually perfect. I can use her foolishness to my advantage.”
Sniper’s eyes gleamed with mischief as she started to plan. “I’ll just play along, and see where this takes me. Who knows I may be able to get rid of her without being suspected. She chuckled darkly and left.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Hacker and Ghost sat at their usual spot at the bar surrounded by other gang members. Hacker, looks so cute with his messy hair and bright eyes, leaned in close to Ghost, a little tough with a piercing gaze.
“Hey, Ghost, can I ask you something?” Hacker said, his voice low and hesitant.
Ghost raised an eyebrow. “What is it, kid?”
Hacker’s face flushed slightly. “I was wondering if… you’d like to train with me, for our upcoming task?”
Ghost snorted. “You think I need your help? I am the best , kid. I don’t need to train with you.”
Hacker’s eyes dropped, but he persisted. “I know you are good, but I think we could learn from each other. And… I just want to spend time with you, Ghost.”
Ghost’s expression softened slightly, but she quickly covered it up with a teasing grin. “Oh, kid, you’re so cute when you’re trying to flirt. But I’m not interested in babysitting you.”
Hacker’s face fell, and he stood up abruptly. “Forget it, Ghost”.
Ghost shrugged. “Suit yourself, kid. .”
Hacker stormed out of the cafe, leaving Ghost looking after him with a mixture of surprise and admiration.
“Wow, the kid’s got skills and attitude,” Ghost said to herself. “But still a kid.”. she continues to drink alone till she finally went back to her room, they just have a few days until the day.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
Snake slipped into the clan bar, her eyes scanning the room as she made her way to the bar. She slid onto a stool and was about to order a drink when she saw him – Hardin, walking in like he owned the place.
Her heart skipped a beat as he caught her eye, and she quickly looked away, trying to play it cool. But she could feel his gaze on her, and her skin prickled with unease.
Hardin sauntered over, his long strides eating up the distance, and plopped down beside her. “Mind if I join you?” he asked, his voice low and smooth.
Snake’s heart raced as she tried to play it nonchalantly, but her body had other ideas. She found herself getting up, muttering something about needing to go, and bolting out of there like a scared rabbit.
Hardin scoffed and followed her, his long legs easily keeping pace with her hurried strides. He caught up to her just as she was about to enter her room, his hand closing around her wrist like a vice.
“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked, his eyes narrowing. “Why are you avoiding me?”
Snake snatched her hand back, her face hot with embarrassment. “I’m not avoiding you,” she lied, her voice trembling. She hates herself for that.
Hardin raised an eyebrow. “Really? Because it feels like something’s changed between us. You’re acting weird, Snake.”
Snake scoffed, trying to cover up her discomfort. “Nothing’s changed, Hardin. I just… Want to be in my room,okay?”
Hardin’s gaze lingered on her, his expression unreadable. “Alone? In your room? That’s a new one.”
Snake’s heart raced as she pushed past him, desperate to escape the tension between them. “Whatever” she scoffed.
“Just drop that because you are making to feel uncomfortable like something happens between us that night” he said coldly and left.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Mauler pushed open the door to her room, expecting the usual quiet sanctuary. But instead, she was met with a shocking sight: Butcher, sitting on her couch, his eyes fixed intently on her.
“What the…?” Mauler’s voice trailed off as she stared at him in disbelief. “What do you want, Butcher?”
Butcher’s gaze didn’t waver. “I want you, Mauler. I want you to talk to me, to be with me.”
Mauler’s confusion turned to unease. “Why are you doing this? Why are you suddenly so interested in me?”
Butcher’s smile was dark and unsettling. “It’s your fault, Mauler. You started this. You came up to me that night, started talking to me… and now I can’t stop thinking about you.”
Mauler took a step back, her mind racing. “That’s crazy, Butcher. You need to leave. Now.”
Butcher’s smile grew wider as he stood up, his movements eerily slow. “I’m not going anywhere, Mauler. I’m going to make you want me, make you spend time with me.”
Mauler’s skin crawled as Butcher took a step closer, his eyes gleaming with an unnerving intensity. She breathed a sigh of relief as he finally left her room, but the unease lingered long after he was gone.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Don Ryder Moreno, the ruthless leader of the Red Vipers, settled into the plush leather seat of his awaiting car. Two cars full of heavily armed bodyguards flanked the front and rear of his vehicle, their eyes scanning the surroundings with hawk-like intensity. The driver, a hulking figure with a stoic expression, took the wheel, and they set off towards the important meeting.
As they glided through the city streets, Don Ryder noticed the driver’s unusual silence. “Hey, what’s going on?” he asked, expecting a response.
But the driver remained silent, his eyes fixed on the road ahead.
Don Ryder’s instincts began to tingle. “Answer me!” he growled, his voice low and menacing.
The driver’s silence turned to a sinister grin. He floored it, speeding away from the protective convoy. The four cars of bodyguards gave chase, but the driver expertly evaded them, leaving them in a cloud of dust.
Don Ryder’s anger turned to shock as the driver took a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding a collision. “You dare to betray me?” he growled, reaching for his gun.
But the driver was quicker. He shot both of Don Ryder’s hands, causing the gun to clatter to the floor. The Don’s eyes widened in pain and rage as the driver sped away, leaving the Red Vipers’ leader at his mercy.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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The driver stop on front of a building, he removed the fake skin mask that he was wearing and he turn out to be Alessandro!.
Alessandro’s smirk grew darker as he dragged Don Ryder into the small building. He threw him onto a chair, and the Don’s eyes widened as he took in the array of dangerous weapons and torturing tools laid out before him.
“I won’t play with you, Don Ryder,” Alessandro said, his voice cold and menacing. “I just want to know one thing: why were my family killed sixteen years ago?”
Don Ryder laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. “You’re not ready to know that, Alessandro. You’re not ready for the truth.”
Alessandro’s eyes narrowed. “Tell me.”
Don Ryder leaned forward, a sly glint in his eye. “Your father and Antonio Argento were helping us with something big, something that could change the course of history. But then, your father got cold feet and wanted to back out. And well… you know how that goes.”
Alessandro’s grip on the armrest tightened. “What was it? What were they working on?”
Don Ryder chuckled. “You’ll never find out, Alessandro. No one will ever tell you. And even if they did, you wouldn’t believe it.”
Alessandro’s face twisted in rage. “Tell me!”
Don Ryder shrugged. “I’d rather die than tell you.”
And with that, he snatched a vial of poison from his pocket and raised it to his lips. Alessandro reacted quickly, grabbing the vial and pulling it away. But in a shocking move, Don Ryder stabbed himself in the chest, a maniacal laugh escaping his lips as blood poured from his mouth.
Alessandro watched in horror, his eyes fixed on the Don’s dying form. “No… no, no, no…” he whispered, his mind reeling with trouble.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 41 – 50
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Alessandro’s mind raced with thoughts and emotions as he lay on the bed, his body tense with frustration. He couldn’t believe that another Don had taken their own life, leaving him with more questions than answers. He felt like he was getting nowhere closer to uncovering the secrets that his father and Antonio had been keeping.
Just as he was starting to drift off to sleep, he heard the door open and Harmony enter the room. He could sense her fear and hesitation as she approached him.
“Welcome back, boss,” she stammered, trying to hide her nervousness.
“Come closer” he said coldly and she did nervously.
Alessandro’s eyes remained closed, but he reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her closer to him. She fell on top of him. Harmony gasped in shock as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into a tight embrace.
“Don’t say anything, just sleep,” he whispered, his eyes still closed.
Harmony’s eyes remained wide with fear, her heart racing loudly in her chest. She didn’t know what to make of Alessandro’s sudden behavior, but she knew better than to disobey him. She tried to relax and calm her racing thoughts, but her mind was filled with questions and worries.
As they lay there in silence, Alessandro’s grip on Harmony’s waist tightened, his body tense with unspoken emotions. Harmony could feel his pain and frustration.
But for now, she just lay there, trapped in his embrace, her heart pounding in her chest.
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