Chapter 6 THE DEVIL SON

THE DEVIL SON

WRITER POV

(11 : 30 PM......... Asher penthouse)

Puffed out smokes from the cigarette, I gulped down the remnant of Disaronno Amaretto wine glistening in my wine glass while I tapped my left hand on the sofa arm panel continuously. Waiting anxiously for Marco and Steve, My two best buddies.

"What could be taking them so long?," I groaned, shutting my eyes close in relief.

"Asher!" Marco exclaimed, walking in companies of pretty girls dressed in lingerie, he smiled mischievously as he slumped beside me while I ignored him glaring at the girls who were drooling at me.

"Where's Steve?" He asked gawking around while I snapped my head at him.

"Thought he was with you," I furrowed my brow, picking up my phone. I typed on a few icons.

"I'm here!" Steve announced, arms wide open as he approached us, few guys and girls who trailed behind him.

Not my penthouse! I grumbled mentally.

"Hey, Asher why the look huh? Come on we used to do this right?" Steve giggled as he stared around with a smirk, salivating at the girls who were striping themselves.

"Whoa! These hotties look alluring!" Marco exclaimed cheerily as he stared sensually at the half naked girls, who danced around while some making out shamelessly with the guys.

Watching the thrilling soiree, three hot baddies girls sauntered towards them, knelt before Asher seductively, their exposed pointy breasts which looked like a pointed gun caressed his knees while the fourth one. A blonde, dressed in a fiery hot black lingering danced seductively in front of him as he bore his dark eyes into her.

"My lord" the redhead moaned, biting her bottom reddish lip erotically while she flirted her fingers on his broad chest, winking at him.

"Enjoy!" Steve and Marco whispered into Asher's ear before leaving to join the rest.

The music blared loudly while the guys were osculating and intercoursing with the girls, some smoking, drinking and chattering while pleasurable moans filled the room as they satisfied their sexual desires. The two hot brunettes unclad Asher's pant as they grabbed hold of his dick, stroked it and sucked on his balls as if their lives depend on them.

"Oh shit!" Asher moaned quietly. Grabbing hold of the two brunettes hairs, he shoved his dick into one's mouth deep down her throat, while the red head planted wet kisses on his neck with her hands roaming freely on his body.

"Oh, ye.... yeaah!!" The stunning brunette moaned. She stopped for a moment as the other glamorous slut took turns.

"Shit! Suck them! Shove whole of em in your mouth like the bitch you are!" Asher grunted authorityly as the slut stroked his dick before shoving the whole big into her mouth, gagging with tears flowing freely from the corner of her eyes. No doubt, Asher's dick was too big for her to take in.

"Ride me!" Asher orders.

The Mexican smirked seductively as she stood up obediently, held Asher's shoulder for support, she gave the redhead a deep sensual kiss while guiding Asher's dick into her honeypot. She trusted faster, just how she thought he'd love it. Of course, many women have dreamt and wished to have a taste of the mighty Don's devil made dick. And now she got the lifetime opportunity, she'd not want to blow her chance up.

"Ride faster bitch!" Asher hissed in pleasure. He spanked her ass as she cried out, he took turns as he thrust deep into her honeypot while she begged for mercy. His dick was too huge for her.

Her whimpers got louder as few threw a side glance at their way not uttering a word. Asher drill deeper into her, she attempted to stand, but couldn't for the fear of her life. The Don would possibly kill her the moment she make a move.

Steve and Marco exchanged looks as they stared as Asher drill the young lady, they felt the pain he was inflicting on her but possibly they couldn't do anything. They ignored as they both devoured on the two redheads who were giving them a sensual caress.

"Out of my sight!" Asher ordered sternly. The young lady sniffed in tearfully, slowly pulling out his dick from her wounded honeypot. Her legs trembled as she staggered away.

Asher heaved a sign, he stood up with a cold look, staring at the blonde dancer, he gestures her to come further to him. No one dares to keep the Don waiting for a minute, she quickly stopped dancing and moved closer to him. She bent her head low as Asher cupped her face in his palm.

He tilted his head and whispered coldly into her ear. "Warm my bed."

She bows. Of course, no one has ever said a "NO" to the Don.

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"Ma'am!" Silvia tapped on Zoey's shoulder who in turn grumbled sleepily. "Don't a killjoy, Mara."

"Ma'am it's me, Silvia," she says as she turned walking towards the bathroom to get the bath ready. Zoey tapped the spaces next to her, searching nothing in particular as she sitted up. Inching her aching eyes, she glanced confusedly around the room with a frown on her face.

The room was quite a normal one; two beds, a dressing mirror, some books and a wardrobe. A door by the right was the bathroom. She looked down at her blood stained cloth and gasped. "What the hell?!"

"Where am I?" She muttered as she stood up from the bed intensely, glancing more around the typical room which looked gloomy. "How did I get here?" She asked no one in particular.

"Ma'am?," She heard a feminine call as she turned swiftly to see Silvia. Instantly, memories of what happened yesterday flowed back into her head. "Silvia?" She called alarmingly while Silvia ambled towards her.

"How long have I slept?," She asked, tilting her head.

"Hours ma'am" Silvia answered with a smile.

"I'm Zoey" she introduced, packing her hairy bun properly. "You're my supposed roomie right?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Isn't it obvious?" Silvia replied, shrugging slightly.

" It is," Zoey said almost immediately as she unclad her stained cloth, Silvia instantly gave her another to wear. Zoey stared at her for a moment before accepting the cloth and wore it.

"Hey, why are staring at me?" Zoey queried rolling her eyeball as she caught Silvia staring at her.

"Your pretty!" Silvia blurts out with an expressionless face.

"Uh? Um, thanks. To be honest, I've never really spent much time anytime looking at myself," Zoey said as she signed softly, standing akimbo.

"Really?" Silvia chuckled, unbelievably.

"Yeah, never had the chance" Zoey shrug slightly.

"Oh" Silvia mouthed. Walking towards the bed to pick up a blanket.

"These needs washing, you can get downstairs to eat your meal as well meet the other slaves, or take your bath now," said that Silvia stepped out of the room while Silvia followed her behind immediately. Of course, she's hungry, a bath can wait.

" Silvia, can I ask something?" Zoey inquiries as they strolled down the stairs.

"Sure you can," Silvia nods.

"Tell me more about your master?"

Silvia stopped for a moment, shot her a stare. Looked around before answering.

"You must be kidding me, right?!" Silvia half yelled.

"No, I'm not" Zoey replied shrugged

"Who doesn't know Master Asher, he's the youngest prominent, ruthless mafia Lord across the whole country. He's the richest and......" She trailed off, looked around again before she continues.

"Deadly. kills without mercy, twenty girls dead a day sometimes thirty five. He's got no human feelings, he's simply called the devil's son"

"The devil's son?!" Zoey's eyes widened as she felt cold chills.

"Shh! Shh!" Silvia shushed her frightfully. "We will talk about these later okay!" She whispered.