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Authors: Suzanne Steele
Tags: Romance, Literature & Fiction, Crime, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Crime Fiction, Contemporary Fiction, Contemporary Women, Women's Fiction, Thrillers & Suspense, organized crime
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I had the guy’s birth certificate and social security number. I made my way out to my SUV and headed out to the suburban neighborhood. The quicker that I got this done, the quicker I could get back to my little vixen laying in the warm bed where I had left her. My cock jumped at the thought. It never failed, anytime I thought of my girl, my body responded. I’ve never had a woman effect me like this before.
I had every intention of taking her away to the private island I was in the process of purchasing. Though the thought of how she would fare being in a new environment concerned me—I had an ace up my sleeve. I had come up with an idea to help her get settled in and I had confidence that it would work.
I pulled into the driveway that led up to the middle class, suburban brick home and cut the engine off. I waited a minute to make sure no lights came on before I made my move.
I crept up to the front door and removed the small bag I carried which contained my lock picking kit. I could feel the adrenaline beginning to surge through my system already. I loved my job and I was the poster boy for adrenaline junkie. It was my high of choice. The click of the lock releasing only worked to amp up my high that was already kicking in, but when I entered and that jerk was laid out on the couch snoring, it was the ultimate pleasure.
I flicked open the switchblade I carried and envisioned his throat being slit and his blood spilling out and running through my fingers. I’m a sick, sadistic, son of a bitch, and I enjoy torturing the people who make the mistake of crossing me. I had to restrain myself from slitting his throat from ear to ear though, I wanted information and he was no good to me dead.
His eyes flew open in terror as if he sensed danger.
“I wouldn’t move if I were you. This blade is very sharp, sharp enough to slice right through your carotid artery, and don’t think I’m not tempted to slice you open after what you tried to do at my girlfriend’s place earlier.
“A dude named Mark wanted me to look in on her while I was there.”
“How did he know that you would be there today?”
“He said that he knows one of the doormen, and that the guy said movers were coming in today.”
“Which doorman, my hand’s getting shaky and my patience is definitely wearing thin.” I pressed down on the point of the knife, just enough for a trickle of blood to make its way down his neck, which in turn causes the man to reveal all of the information about the door man who worked the day shift.
“You stay the fuck away from her place. I don’t care if you are supposed to be moving another tenant in or out, you don’t work that day.”
The man barely shook his head yes for fear of being cut deeper. As quickly as I’d made my way in, I turned and exited the residence. There would be no evidence of me having been there, except for the small cut that had bled, and the terrified memory of a victim who had seen a killer face to face and survived.
I made my way back towards Laura’s. Roderick was watching Mark and there wasn’t anybody to torture and take my aggressive side out on, so it looked like I had no choice but to go home and fuck my little pet’s brains out. I smiled at the thought of it. What better way to take out my aggression than to unleash a fury of lust on my innocent little victim? Yes, I was looking forward to it—that was for sure.
Miller
I eased into the penthouse making certain not to wake Laura up. I quickly peeled my clothing off and reached into the nightstand grabbing a pair of cuffs and a couple of other toys.
This girl slept heavy, her hands were above her head handcuffed and I was toying with a dildo at her opening before she even knew what hit her.
“I didn’t get the enjoyment of beating anyone’s ass tonight, so it looks like you are going to get the brunt of my dis-pleasure.”
I watched as she began to squirm and pull at the cuffs, to no avail.
“What kind of
I had every intention of taking her away to the private island I was in the process of purchasing. Though the thought of how she would fare being in a new environment concerned me—I had an ace up my sleeve. I had come up with an idea to help her get settled in and I had confidence that it would work.
I pulled into the driveway that led up to the middle class, suburban brick home and cut the engine off. I waited a minute to make sure no lights came on before I made my move.
I crept up to the front door and removed the small bag I carried which contained my lock picking kit. I could feel the adrenaline beginning to surge through my system already. I loved my job and I was the poster boy for adrenaline junkie. It was my high of choice. The click of the lock releasing only worked to amp up my high that was already kicking in, but when I entered and that jerk was laid out on the couch snoring, it was the ultimate pleasure.
I flicked open the switchblade I carried and envisioned his throat being slit and his blood spilling out and running through my fingers. I’m a sick, sadistic, son of a bitch, and I enjoy torturing the people who make the mistake of crossing me. I had to restrain myself from slitting his throat from ear to ear though, I wanted information and he was no good to me dead.
His eyes flew open in terror as if he sensed danger.
“I wouldn’t move if I were you. This blade is very sharp, sharp enough to slice right through your carotid artery, and don’t think I’m not tempted to slice you open after what you tried to do at my girlfriend’s place earlier.
“A dude named Mark wanted me to look in on her while I was there.”
“How did he know that you would be there today?”
“He said that he knows one of the doormen, and that the guy said movers were coming in today.”
“Which doorman, my hand’s getting shaky and my patience is definitely wearing thin.” I pressed down on the point of the knife, just enough for a trickle of blood to make its way down his neck, which in turn causes the man to reveal all of the information about the door man who worked the day shift.
“You stay the fuck away from her place. I don’t care if you are supposed to be moving another tenant in or out, you don’t work that day.”
The man barely shook his head yes for fear of being cut deeper. As quickly as I’d made my way in, I turned and exited the residence. There would be no evidence of me having been there, except for the small cut that had bled, and the terrified memory of a victim who had seen a killer face to face and survived.
I made my way back towards Laura’s. Roderick was watching Mark and there wasn’t anybody to torture and take my aggressive side out on, so it looked like I had no choice but to go home and fuck my little pet’s brains out. I smiled at the thought of it. What better way to take out my aggression than to unleash a fury of lust on my innocent little victim? Yes, I was looking forward to it—that was for sure.
Miller
I eased into the penthouse making certain not to wake Laura up. I quickly peeled my clothing off and reached into the nightstand grabbing a pair of cuffs and a couple of other toys.
This girl slept heavy, her hands were above her head handcuffed and I was toying with a dildo at her opening before she even knew what hit her.
“I didn’t get the enjoyment of beating anyone’s ass tonight, so it looks like you are going to get the brunt of my dis-pleasure.”
I watched as she began to squirm and pull at the cuffs, to no avail.
“What kind of
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