BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
BY KATHY D
(GOLD HUNTING)
Alessandro’s eyes widened in shock as Harmony kissed him passionately, her body pressed against his. He tried to push her away, but she was too strong, too determined. The Erosite had taken hold, and she was consumed by her desires.
“Harmony, stop!” Alessandro said, trying to reason with her. “What’s gotten into you?”
But Harmony wouldn’t listen. She kept kissing him, her hands roaming his body, touching him everywhere. Alessandro’s eyes fluttered closed as he tried to resist her, but it was no use. Harmony’s touch was like fire, burning away his defenses.
As they kissed, Harmony’s hands slipped beneath the towel wrapped around Alessandro’s waist. She felt his manhood, hard and ready, and she knew she had to have him.
“Alessandro, I want you,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I need you.”
Alessandro’s eyes snapped open, and he looked at Harmony with a mixture of shock and desire. He knew he should stop her, but his body was betraying him. He wanted her too.
“What did you take?” He asked with raise eyebrows.
“Nothing, I just really want you” she said her cheeks red.
“I will be the one to have you anytime I need you, not thr other way round, who are you with?” He asked.
But Harmony wasn’t listening. She was too far gone, consumed by the Erosite and her own desires. She pushed Alessandro’s towel aside and climbed on top of him, her body pressed against his.
As they kissed, Alessandro felt his resolve weakening. He knew he should stop Harmony, but his body was screaming for release. He was torn between his desire for her and the fact that she seems not to be in her right mind.
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything stopped. Harmony’s body went limp, and she collapsed onto Alessandro’s chest. The Erosite had worn off, leaving her feeling confused and vulnerable.
Alessandro looked at her, his eyes filled with fire. “what just happened?” he asked, his voice filled with coldness.
Harmony looked up at him, her eyes wide with shock. “I don’t know,” she whispered. “I don’t know what came over me.”
Who is the last person you are with?” He asked.
“I don’t know, I can’t seem to remember” she shook her head lightly.
“Go to your room” he said and she sat up, her eyes widen when she saw that she was naked, same as him, she quickly cover her with his towel.
“I am so sorry boss, I am going crazy” she apologize again and run to her room, she quickly lay on her bed and try to remember what happened but she couldn’t remember.
Alessandro keep thinking of what could be wrong, he has the idea that she might be drugged but he didn’t want to jump to conclusions yet,that will be after their mission tomorrow , he close his eyes all her touch still feeling fresh.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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Alessandro’s room was dimly lit, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning. Virus, his brother and fellow underboss, entered, his presence quiet, but his eyes gleaming with a hint of intensity.
“Virus, what brings you here?” Alessandro asked, his voice low, his gaze narrowing slightly.
“I need to tell you something,” Virus said, his voice firm, but laced with a hint of uncertainty. “I’ll be leaving for a short period of time, right after our mission today.”
Alessandro’s expression changed, his eyes widening slightly. “Where are you going?”
Virus hesitated, his gaze darting around the room before settling back on Alessandro. “It’s a secret,” he said, his voice firm.
Alessandro’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. “What do you mean it’s a secret? We’re brothers, Virus. We share everything.”
Virus shook his head, his expression unyielding. “Not this time, Alessandro. I need to do this alone.”
“Virus, what’s going on? You’re my brother, my partner. We’re in this together.”
Virus’s expression softened slightly, but his voice remained firm. “I know Venom. But I need to do this. Trust me.”
Alessandro’s eyes searched Virus’s face, looking for answers, but finding none. He nodded slowly, his voice low. “I trust you, Virus. But be careful. And don’t forget about our bond.”
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The clan gathered in the parking garage, their faces set with determination. Alessandro stood at the front, his eyes scanning the group.
“Alright, let’s go over the plan one more time,” he said, his voice low and even.
Hacker, who had been hovering at the edge of the group, spoke up. “I’m coming with you, brother. I want to help.”
“Stop calling me that” Alessandro snapped and turned toward the door.
“I want to go with you” Hacker repeated again.
Alessandro’s expression turned stern. “No, Hacker. You’re staying behind. This is a dangerous mission, and I won’t risk your safety.”
Hacker’s face fell, but he protested. “But I can help! I can hack into the security systems and—”
Alessandro cut him off. “I said no, Hacker. You’re not coming with us. You can watch from home and monitor the feeds, but that’s it.”
Hacker’s eyes flashed with frustration. “But why? I’m a part of this clan too! I want to help!”
“I know you want to help, Hacker. But this is a high-risk mission, and I won’t put you in harm’s way. You’re too young and inexperienced for this kind of operation.”
Hacker’s face reddened with anger and hurt. “I’m not just a kid, Alessandro! I can handle myself!”
Alessandro sighed. “Hacker, understand—”
But Hacker had already turned and stormed off, his shoulders slumped in defeat.
“Let’s move out,” Alessandro said, his voice low and even, but his eyes lingering on Hacker’s retreating form with a hint of concern.
Hacker stops to watch as the car drives out of the clan, “I am not a kid, why can’t they just understand” he mutters sadly, he quickly runs to the control room in order to watch their step.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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The ruthless Reapers stood at the edge of the Black Jungle, their faces set with determination. The air was thick with the sounds of dangerous animals and the scent of decay. Towering trees loomed above, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching for the sky.
“Alright, listen up!” Venom barked, his voice echoing through the group. “You’re all going to paired up,
“Snake and Hardin,”
“ Reaper and Stalker,”
“Ghost and Butcher,”
Sniper and Mauler. You’re all equipped with gold detectors. Your mission is to find the gold and get out alive.”
“If any of you find the Gold first, signal the others through your mouthpiece, and we will join you later, please be careful “ Venom said.
Virus stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with intensity. “This jungle is full of traps and dangerous animals. Landmines, spiky pits, and poison darts. You’ll need to be sharp to survive.”
They all nodded, their faces grim. They knew the risks, but the promise of gold was too great to resist.
As they ventured into the jungle, the air grew thick with tension.
Snake and Hardin moved stealthily, their eyes scanning the underbrush for signs of danger.
Reaper and Stalker followed close behind, their weapons at the ready.
Ghost and Butcher brought up the rear, their gold detectors beeping softly as they scanned the ground.
Suddenly, a loud roar echoed through the jungle, making everyone freeze. “What was that?” Sniper whispered, her eyes wide with fear.
Mauler grinned, her teeth glinting in the dim light. “Just a little welcome party. Let’s move out.”
They all pushed deeper into the jungle, their senses on high alert. Soon they are separated and went different directions in pairs, with their gold detectors in their hands.
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“Do you know the history of this jungle?” Butcher asked Ghost, his brow furrowed in curiosity, as they ventured deeper into the dense foliage.
Ghost’s eyes widened in surprise. “Wow, you can talk!” she exclaimed, her voice laced with astonishment.
Butcher rolled his eyes, a hint of amusement dancing on his lips.
Ghost’s eyes sparkled with interest. “No, I don’t. Tell me!” she urged, her voice filled with enthusiasm.
Butcher’s expression turned serious, his eyes clouding over. “Well, I heard this was once a kingdom, full of gold and riches. But then some mafia types came and raided the place, killing everyone and trying to steal the gold.”
Ghost’s eyes grew wide, her face pale. “Whoa, that’s intense. What happened to the gold?”
Butcher shrugged, his shoulders rising and falling in a casual motion. “No one knows. The mafia guys tried everything to find it, but it was like the kingdom’s people had vanished into thin air. They set traps and landmines to keep others out, but…well, you see how that turned out.”
“What happened to those that want the gold?” Ghost asked and almost matched something but Butcher pulled her back.
“You have to be very careful, you wound be cut to pieces “ Butcher smirks and leaves, Ghost looks at the red plate and breathes out before running after him.
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“I don’t want to be your partner,” Snake said annoyedly, her voice laced with frustration. “I don’t know why we were paired together.”
Hardin scoffed, his expression mirroring Snake’s annoyance. “Why didn’t you just tell the boss then? Not like I wanted to be paired with you either.”
Snake’s anger flared, her eyes flashing with irritation. “You’re the biggest jerk I’ve ever seen!”
Hardin shrugged, his expression unrepentant. “I don’t deny that.”
Snake’s anger boiled over, and she spat out, “I hate you!”
With that, she started moving quickly, her gold detector forgotten in her anger. “It’s mutual…” Hardin called out after her, but she ignored him.
“Hey, Snake, wait!” Hardin yelled, his voice laced with warning. “I think you should stop walking!”
But Snake didn’t listen, her anger clouding her judgment. And then, her leg was caught in a trap, the metal spike piercing her skin. She screamed in pain, trying to release herself, but it only seemed to make it worse. Her leg was bloodied, and Hardin’s warnings had come too late.
“I fucking told you to stop!” Hardin exclaimed, his anger and concern mixing together. He quickly moved to her side and tried to release her from the trap, but it was stuck fast.
Snake yelled in pain as Hardin tried to free her, her leg twisted at an awkward angle. Finally, Hardin managed to release her, and they both fell to the ground. The ground where the trap had been sank immediately, and Hardin quickly supported Snake, who was still bleeding profusely.
As they moved forward, trying to escape the dangerous terrain, they were caught in another net trap. They were hanging in the air, and a lot of arrows came out from the ground, pointing straight at them. If the net ever cut, they would fall straight into the deadly trap.
“I hope you are happy now since we are dying” he scoffed angrily.
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“Where is the gold?” Sniper asked, her eyes scanning the surrounding area angrily.
Mauler, her twin sister, appeared behind her, her voice low and suspicious. “I saw you with Harmony last night. What are you both doing together? I hope you’re not planning on hurting the girl.”
Sniper rolled her eyes, her anger flaring. “Why don’t you just mind your own business and focus on the reason we’re here?”
Mauler took a step closer, her eyes narrowing. “What are you up to, sis?”
Sniper’s anger boiled over, and she yelled, “Just stay away from me, Mauler!”
But her words were cut short as they were suddenly surrounded by a pack of wolves. The animals’ eyes gleamed with hunger as they stared at the two sisters.
“Shit,” Mauler cursed, pulling out two knives.
Sniper also readied her gun, her eyes fixed on the wolves. “Get ready, sis. We got this.”
The wolves began to close in, their snarls growing louder. Sniper and Mauler stood back-to-back, ready to face the pack.
“Well, this is great,” Mauler muttered. “Just what we needed. A pack of wolves trying to eat us.”
Sniper’s eyes darted around, her gun trained on the nearest wolf. “Just stay calm and focus, Mauler. We can take them down.”
But as the wolves drew closer, their teeth bared and ready to strike, Sniper and Mauler knew they were in for the fight of their lives.
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“I don’t think there is any gold here,” Stalker said, her voice laced with exhaustion. She was tired, her arm throbbing with pain from the many traps they had to avoid.
Reaper nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. “If there’s no gold, our computers can’t detect it.”
Just as they were about to give up, their gold detectors started beeping rapidly, the screens flashing a bright yellow color. They exchanged a look, their eyes widening in surprise.
Reaper moved towards the tree, his movements slow and labored. He kicked the trunk, and the side broke away, revealing a hidden passage. They entered cautiously, their hearts racing with excitement.
As they stepped inside, they were met with a sight that took their breath away. The room was filled with glittering gold, stacks of it reaching the ceiling.
“We got it!” they exclaimed in unison, their faces breaking into wide smiles.
Stalker quickly brought out the mouthpiece, her hands shaking with excitement. “We should inform the others,” she said, her voice trembling.
Reaper nodded, his eyes still fixed on the gold. “This is it. This is the find of a lifetime.”
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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“Why didn’t you want me to tell Godfather Marco?” Venom suddenly asked as he helped Virus out of the mud.
Virus smiled, his face filled with mud. “Because he will be mad. I have already recorded my reasons. You should check it out when you get back to the clan.”
Just then, Stalker’s voice came through the mouthpiece. “We got the gold, bosses!”
Venom’s eyes lit up. “Really? Inform the others. We will be there.”
Virus nodded, his smile still plastered on his face. “Let’s go.”
But as they turned to leave, they saw a group of people approaching them. Venom’s eyes narrowed. “That’s the Evil Syndicate clan. How did they know about the gold?”
Virus’s expression turned serious. “I don’t know, but I think you should go. I will distract them.”
Venom’s eyes widened in protest. “What are you talking about? You could get killed. I can’t allow that.”
Virus pushed him away. “You have always been sacrificing yourself. It’s not bad if I do that too. Go quickly. They are almost here.”
Venom hesitated for a moment before turning and running away. Virus remained there, his eyes fixed on the approaching group.
When the Evil Syndicate reached him, Pedro demanded, “Why are you the only one here?”
Virus met Rica’s gaze before answering, “I just wanted to pass on the message that we have already got the gold. So, stop stressing yourself.”
Pedro’s face twisted in anger. “Capture this jerk and find his other members!”
Virus didn’t struggle as they took him away, his eyes still locked on Rica’s.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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“Will get the gold,” Stalker’s voice crackled through the mouthpiece, her words laced with determination.
Hardin and Snake exchanged a skeptical look, their situation growing more dire by the minute. They were still trapped in the net, their bodies suspended in mid-air, and it seemed like death was closing in on them.
Snake was about to respond when they suddenly heard the sound of rustling leaves and snapping twigs. They turned to see a gang of rough-looking men and women emerging from the forest, their faces obscured by masks and their weapons at the ready.
“Is that Overlord Rosario’s gang?” Snake asked in shock, her voice barely above a whisper.
Hardin’s eyes widened in alarm. “I think so. We’re in deep shit.”
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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Sniper and Mauler stood panting, their chests heaving with exhaustion. They had finally killed the last of the wolves, but not without sustaining several wounds and scratches on their bodies.
“I think we should go and meet them now,” Mauler said, her voice laced with fatigue.
But as they turned to leave, their eyes widened in alarm. Another group of Mafia was coming towards them, their weapons at the ready. The Red Vipers (one of the top five mafia group)
“Ah, no. Not again,” Sniper muttered, her eyes scanning the surrounding area for an escape route.
“Run!” Mauler yelled, grabbing Sniper’s arm and pulling her away from the approaching Mafia.
They sprinted through the forest, their hearts pounding in their chests.
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Venom and Butcher were busy arranging the gold, their hands moving swiftly as they stacked the bars into neat piles. Reaper, Stalker, and Ghost were carrying the gold to the huge truck they had brought, their faces set in determined expressions.
Just as they were making progress, Snake’s voice crackled through the mouthpiece. “Boss, Overlord Rosario’s gang is coming from the south.”
Mauler’s voice followed shortly after. “Boss, Red Vipers clan is coming through the north.”
Virus’s voice added to the urgency. “Pedro’s gang is coming really close from the west.”
Venom’s eyes widened in surprise. “Shit, we’re surrounded!”
Butcher’s face darkened. “We need to move, now!”
Reaper, Stalker, and Ghost quickly loaded the last of the gold into the truck, their movements swift and efficient.
Venom and Butcher jumped into the truck, their eyes scanning the surrounding area. “We need to get out of here, fast!” Venom yelled.
The truck roared to life, and they sped away from the danger zone, the three gangs closing in on them from all sides.
BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 51 – 60
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