BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 91 – 100
BY KATHY D
“I am going to make you feel good, Daddy,” Harmony said, her voice trembling as she kneeled down in front of him. Her hand moved shakily towards his trouser zip, and she was really afraid.
“What are you trying to do?” Alessandro asked, his eyebrows raised in surprise.
“Just watch,” she said, trying to sound confident, and dragged his trousers down. She gulped nervously when she saw his tight boxer, and her eyes widened at the sight of his huge bulge. Her nervousness increased, and she hesitated.
“Stop,” Alessandro said, his voice firm, when her hand moved closer to his boxer. “Are you trying to give me a blowjob?” he asked, his eyebrows raised in disbelief.
Harmony’s cheeks turned bright red with embarrassment. “How did you know?…I mean, yeah, I heard it makes you feel good,” she stammered.
Alessandro scoffed. “If you’re going to do something like that, then do it properly,” he said, his voice firm but with a hint of amusement.
“Stop” he said and she breath out in relief.
“I think I will have to postpone it to another time,” he said, helping her up from the floor. He led her to the bed, and they lay down together, his hand wrapping around her waist. Without needing to be told, she knew what to do. She started patting his hair, her head resting on his chest.
As they lay there, Alessandro spoke up after a while, his voice low and gentle. “You know, you shouldn’t be close to me. It may bring danger to you.”
But she was bold in her response. “I don’t care, as long as I am beside you.”
Alessandro chuckled, his voice vibrating in her hair. It was the first time she had heard him laugh, and it felt like music to her ears. She didn’t want it to stop.
“Sleep,”After a while, he muttered and she snuggled closer to his body.
As they drifted off, Alessandro spoke up again. “You know, last night, I wasn’t able to sleep because you weren’t beside me.”
“Me too,”She whispered in her heart before closing her eyes to sleep.
As they slept, Harmony felt a sense of peace wash over her. She knew that she had found her place beside Alessandro, and she was willing to face any danger that came their way.
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Rita entered Godfather Marco’s room, her patience wearing thin after waiting for what felt like an eternity. She found him sitting in his chair, puffing on his cigar as usual.
“What did he say?” she asked immediately, her voice laced with urgency.
Godfather Marco muttered, “He said no.”
Rita’s face fell, but she quickly recovered. “You can convince him, right? You said he always listens to you.”
Godfather Marco’s expression turned grim. “He said no, and it’s final. Nothing can change that.”
Rita’s desperation grew. “You know I want him. You can’t give up just like that. You can’t.”
Godfather Marco waved his hand dismissively. “Can you just leave my room right now? I want to sleep.”
Rita’s eyes narrowed. “You know how important that deal you signed with my father was. We are the best in Russia. He could just withdraw if I told him to.”
Godfather Marco’s eyebrows shot up. “Are you threatening me?”
Rita smiled sweetly. “I’m just reminding you so you can do the needful.”
With that, she turned and left the room, leaving Godfather Marco to ponder her words. A creepy smile spread across his face as he muttered, “Wow.”
It seemed Rita was more cunning than he had given her credit for. He wouldn’t underestimate her again.
As Rita left, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of determination. She would stop at nothing to get what she wanted, even if it meant using her father’s influence to get it. She knew that Godfather Marco was a powerful man, but she also knew that he had his weaknesses. And she was determined to exploit them.
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The next morning, the members gathered in front of the bus, their faces filled with a mix of excitement and nerves. They hadn’t expected the challenge to be today, but they were grateful for the preparation they had done beforehand.
Godfather Marco stood before them, his expression serious. “You all have to be very careful. I don’t want to lose anyone. Please make sure to get one out of the four flags.”
The members nodded in unison, their voices echoing in chorus. “Yes, sir!”
As they began to board the bus, Hacker appeared, running towards them with a look of determination.
“What about me?” he asked, panting heavily.
Alessandro turned to him, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
“Why don’t you just stay back for now?” He said.
Hacker’s face fell, his eyes welling up with tears. “But brother, you promised me. Please don’t go back on your word.”
Virus stepped in, trying to reason with him. “This place may be quite dangerous, more than the Black Forest. We don’t even know our enemy.”
Hacker’s expression turned stubborn. “You too, Second Brother. I am really strong, but you haven’t given me the chance to show it.”
He looked at them with cute puppy eyes, and Alessandro couldn’t help but sigh.
“You can come,” he said finally, and Hacker’s face lit up with a bright smile.
“Thank you so much, brothers!” he exclaimed, hugging them both tightly. “Get in the car,” Virus said, and they quickly boarded the bus.
As the bus left the clan, Hacker couldn’t stop talking, his excitement palpable. “This is going to be so awesome! I can’t wait to show you my skills!”
Alessandro and Virus exchanged a knowing look, amused by Hacker’s enthusiasm. They knew that this challenge would be tough, but with their combined strength and teamwork, they were ready to face whatever lay ahead.
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Harmony was cleaning the room with a wide smile on her face, her mind still reeling from the previous night’s events. She couldn’t believe how gentle and caring Alessandro had been with her. As she dusted the furniture, she felt a sense of happiness wash over her. She couldn’t forget his nice attractive smile. He was so nice unlike the way he normally treated her, she slept soundly last night all thanks to him.
Just then, the door alarm went off, and Harmony went to open it. She was surprised to see Rita standing at the door, a smug expression on her face.
“Good morning, ma’am,” Harmony greeted her, but Rita pushed past her and entered the room. Harmony almost fell but have to control herself.
She enter the boss room and Harmony followed her, rolling her eyes as Rita jumped onto Alessandro’s bed.
“The boss isn’t around, ma’am,” Harmony said, trying to hide her annoyance.
Rita chuckled and moved closer to Harmony.
“I know that. You should make something for me. I’m hungry.” She said.
Harmony shook her head.
“You can inform the maid in the kitchen about that. I was choose to serve only the boss.” She said.
Rita’s expression turned cold.
“I am your boss too, since I will soon marry your boss.” She said with a grin.
Harmony’s eyes widened in shock. “Marry?”
Rita nodded, a smug smile spreading across her face.
“Yes, we are so much in love and will be married soon. And I just wanted to let you know that so you can know your place.” Rita said.
Harmony felt a pang of jealousy and shock. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Rita laughed, her eyes gleaming with malice.
“You didn’t look too happy to hear the news. Why? You must think Venom likes you? That’s the dumbest thing you’ll ever think. You’re just his sex slave, nothing more. He will never have anything to do with you.” Rita said with a smirk.
Harmony felt a sting from Rita’s words, but she tried to compose herself.
“I have better things to focus on than your delusions, ma’am and I wasn’t sad, I am just shocked.” Harmony said gently.
Rita’s expression turned angry. “I have a better chance than you in everything. So please stay away from my man, or it could get dangerous. On second thought, I don’t need your food anymore. Who knows, you may try to kill me.”
With that, Rita left the room, leaving Harmony feeling stunned and troubled. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard. She had never expected Rita to be so cruel and heartless.
And also she was very sad about the news, she thought things were now going great between them not knowing he is going to marry another girl soon. She try to hold her tears, she has to be very strong and focus on the main reason she is here, she had to do just that.
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The ruthless reapers bus drove into the Empire Forest, and they were surprised to see a lot of buses already present, belonging to other clans. More were still arriving, and the parking lot was filling up quickly.
“We have a lot of rivals,” Ghost muttered in shock, as the other members glared at them.
“They’re not friendly too,” Hacker added, sucking on a lollipop.
Reaper snorted. “That’s because they mean business. Do you expect them to be smiling at their enemies?” She asked.
Just then, a voice boomed from the speaker system.
“The challenge is going to start in ten minutes. Every clan should ready themselves. There are four flags in the forest, and any clan that can take Each one will be crowned the royals.”
The voice continued, “You are allowed to fight and even kill to achieve your arms. Good luck to every clan.”
The announcement ended, and an eerie silence fell over the gathering. Then, the clans began to stir, preparing to enter the forest.
“This will be fun!” Hacker grinned excitedly.
“I don’t think so,” Stalker said, eyeing the forest warily as they approached a three-way split in the path.
Alessandro called out, “We’re going to split ourselves. Ghost, Reaper, Rico, Hardin, and Butcher, you’ll follow this way. Virus, Rica, Mauler, Snake, and Stalker, you’ll take the other way. Me and Hacker will follow the middle path.”
The group nodded and bowed, acknowledging the plan.
“Why does this look like when we go to the Black Jungle for gold hunting?”Mauler spoke up
Butcher’s expression turned grim. “It does look like it, but this is more deadly.”
As they ventured deeper into the forest, the atmosphere grew tense. The clans knew that only one could emerge victorious, and the stakes were high.
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As the first group ventured deeper into the Empire Forest, they suddenly heard the sound of clashing steel and screams echoing through the trees. They exchanged worried glances and quickened their pace, their senses on high alert.
Suddenly, they stumbled upon a gruesome scene: a clan, known as the “Bloodthirsty Warriors,” was mercilessly slaughtering everyone in their path. The group’s leader, a burly man with a scarred face, was hacking down a defenseless opponent with a cruel grin.
Ghost, Reaper, Rico, Hardin, and Butcher knew they had to act fast. They charged into battle, their weapons at the ready.
The Bloodthirsty Warriors were taken aback by the sudden interruption, but they quickly regrouped and counterattacked. The two clans clashed in a flurry of steel and fists.
Ghost dodged a wild swing from the leader and struck back with a swift kick, sending him stumbling. Reaper and Rico worked together, taking down two opponents with precise strikes. Hardin and Butcher fought back-to-back, their swords flashing in the dim light.
Despite their valiant efforts, a few of them sustained injuries. Ghost suffered a gash on her arm, while Reaper’s cheek was bruised. Butcher limped from a blow to his leg.
However, they managed to overpower the Bloodthirsty Warriors, and the leader fell to his knees, defeated. The group breathed a sigh of relief as the Warriors retreated, vanishing into the forest.
As they caught their breath, Ghost spoke up,
“We can’t afford to linger. We need to find that flag.”
The others nodded in agreement, and they continued their search, more vigilant than ever.
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The other group, consisting of Virus, Rica, Mauler, Snake, and Stalker, had been searching for what felt like hours. Finally, after navigating through the dense forest, they spotted a flag in the distance.
“Yes!” Virus exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. “We found it!”
But their excitement was short-lived, as they soon heard the sound of rustling leaves and twigs snapping. They turned to see four other clans emerging from the underbrush, their eyes fixed greedily on the flag.
“Well, well, well,” one of the rival clan members sneered. “Looks like we have some competition.”
The groups faced off, their eyes locked in a fierce stare-down. The air was electric with tension as they sized each other up, each waiting for the other to make the first move.
Without warning, a member of the rival clan charged forward, sword drawn. The other groups responded in kind, and soon the clearing was erupting in a flurry of clashing steel and snarling combatants.
Virus and his group fought valiantly, taking down several opponents with their quick reflexes and sharp blades. But the rival clans were relentless, and soon they found themselves surrounded.
“We need to get out of here, now!” Virus yelled to his group, dodging a wild swing from an opponent.
But it was too late. The rival clans had them pinned down, and the flag was within their grasp.
In a desperate bid to turn the tables, Mauler launched himself at the rival clan member holding the flag, tackling him to the ground. The two rolled around, punching and kicking, as the other groups continued to clash around them.
Snake and Stalker took advantage of the distraction to slip behind enemy lines and take out several opponents with swift and silent strikes.
Rica, meanwhile, was a whirlwind of steel and fury, taking down multiple opponents with her lightning-fast swordplay.
Despite their valiant efforts, however, the rival clans seemed endless, and soon Virus and his group found themselves on the defensive, fighting for their lives.
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Hacker chattered excitedly as they walked through the forest, his words spilling out in a constant stream. Alessandro trudged along beside him, his expression growing increasingly frustrated.
“Hacker, can you please just shut up for one second?” Alessandro finally snapped.
But Hacker didn’t seem to notice. “And then I saw this really cool bug, it was like, totally purple and stuff…oh wait, what’s that?”
Hacker’s gaze had wandered to a nearby clearing, where a group of rough-looking men had appeared. Alessandro’s eyes narrowed as the men began to circle around them.
“Uh oh,” Hacker said, his voice trembling.
The men charged, and Alessandro leapt into action. Hacker watched in shock as Alessandro took down the first few attackers with ease.
“Whoa, brother, you’re like a ninja!” Hacker exclaimed.
But as the fight wore on, Hacker began to realize that this was no game. The men were armed and dangerous, and Hacker found himself facing a blade-wielding attacker.
“Brother, help!” Hacker yelped.
Alessandro sprang into action, knocking the attacker’s blade aside and dispatching him with a swift kick. Hacker stared in awe.
“Thanks, Brother,” Hacker said, his voice shaking.
As the last attacker fell, Hacker’s eyes went wide. “Whoa, that was close. I didn’t think it would be that serious.”
Alessandro glared at him. “You didn’t think it would be serious? You’re the one who’s been chattering nonstop since we got here!”
Hacker looked sheepish. “Sorry, brother. I guess I got a little carried away.”
Alessandro sighed. “Just stay quiet and stay close, okay?”
Hacker nodded vigorously, still shaken. “Okay, got it. No more talking.”
And for once, Hacker remained silent, his eyes fixed on Alessandro with a newfound respect.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 91 – 100
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In a spacious room, Overlord Rosario sat in front of a bank of monitors, each displaying a different camera feed. He wore a smug expression on his face, visible even behind his mask. He chuckled to himself as he watched the chaos unfold on the screens, his enemies killing each other off in their quest for power.
Suddenly, one of the feeds caught his eye. “Ah, Alessandro,” he muttered, his gaze fixed on the young man’s determined face. “He’s trying.”
His right-hand man, standing beside him, spoke up. “Yes, my lord. Why don’t you just get rid of him here and now? He’s searching for you.”
Rosario’s chuckle grew louder. “I can’t do that just yet. I want him to know why I killed his parents before I kill him too. He can’t be in the dark forever.”
His right-hand man bowed. “As you wish, my lord.”
Together, they continued to watch the carnage unfold on the screens, Rosario’s smug expression never wavering. He was enjoying the show, and he knew that the grand finale was yet to come.
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“Finally,” Hacker said, his voice laced with relief, as they arrived in front of a flag. He couldn’t wait to get out of the forest, his mind still reeling from the events of the day. He had killed people today, something he never thought he was capable of. He regretted following them on this mission, his face a mess of blood and bruises from the ones he had subdued. If not for Alessandro, he would have been long gone.
As they approached the flag, they saw a few dead bodies scattered around, but no one was in sight. “Everybody, quickly return to our bus, we found a flag,” Alessandro said through the mouthpiece, ready to pick up the flag.
But Hacker suddenly stopped him. “Wait,” he said, his eyes fixed on the flag.
Alessandro turned to him, annoyance etched on his face. “What, Hacker?”
Hacker threw a stone at the flag, and the shield around it shattered it
into pieces. Alessandro’s eyes widened in shock.
“It was shielded,” Hacker explained, “maybe that’s why these people are dead.” He quickly worked his phone, then slowly picked up the flag. Nothing happened.
“Let’s get out of here quickly,” Alessandro said, and they started leaving. They were lucky to have made it out without encountering any opponents.
As they approached the exit, they saw others already waiting in the bus. Hacker grinned excitedly and was about to run towards them when he saw someone at the front, pointing a sniper at Alessandro. Alessandro, oblivious to the danger, kept walking.
Hacker’s heart raced as he saw the sniper pull the trigger.
“Brother!” he shouted, running back to Alessandro and standing in front of him. The bullet rammed into his chest instead, and he went down straight.
“Alessandro’s eyes widened in horror as he saw Hacker fall. “No!” he shouted, rushing to his side.
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