Chapter 9

"Come on, I know you want this" She opened her legs, showing him the hole he had mercilessly pounded last night. She ran a hand over her breast, she squeezed lightly. Her nipples were already hard and sensitized. Placing two fingers in her visibly wet mold, she began to rub her sensitized clit.

Axel stared at her pleasure herself, oohing and aahing as she placed the fingers inside her body pumping them in and out.

"Don't you wish it were your dick moving in and out of me?" She said amidst moaning.

He didn't. He had his fair share of her pussy, and now he wanted to go to work. But of course he didn't tell her that. Instead he politely reminded her of his policy.

"I've rendered my services. It's a one night deal, and the skies are already bright. As lovely as you look right now, spread out before me like a ready meal, I'm sorry I have more pressing issues"

Edna felt as though he'd poured cold water on her. She couldn't believe he just told her down. Derek would pounce on her the moment she dropped her shoes.

But he wasn't Derek, and he was right. The duration of his services were over. She had to let him go. Clearly pissed, she got out of bed, grabbed a robe and made herself somewhat decent. Not that he cared if she made his transfer when her legs were spread out like a chicken for Thanksgiving. He had no qualms so far she paid him for the service well rendered.

She picked her phone from the bedside table, and began tapping on it, she requested for his details, he gladly gave. She tapped some more then met his gaze, she was pissed.

Not his fault.

"Done" she said synchronously with the chime of his device. He pulled out his phone, confirming the transaction. He had been credited, and she didn't add a scent.

Not that he cared, his fee was more than enough and twice his salary at Glenberg. She flashed her grin, then made slowly towards her, her gaze began to soften in anticipation, her fingers toiled with the knot of her robe.

When he was an inch away from her, he stopped, their lips almost brushing. Edna closed her eyes expecting a kiss. He smirked, he was going to disappoint her.

"It was nice doing business with you" He said, stretching his hand for a handshake. Her eyes flew open, shock evidently thick in them. She fumed.

"Get out!" She ordered.

"Sure thing" he said, making out of the room, he paused at the door. "Want me to get...what's his name..right... Derek for you?" He taunted

"Get the fuck out before I call security!" She ordered.

"Woah, okay chill. I'm leaving." He said, shutting the door behind him. Once he was out of the door, Axel half ran out of the house. He was really late, and he was never late.

The moment Axel shut the door, Edna dialed Derek. He picked at the second ring.

"Good morning Ma'am" he was fully awake.

"Come to my room immediately" Edna ordered, then hung up. Getting rid of the robe, she slid between the covers, waiting for Derek to come finish what Axel had started.

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Axel had practically dragged Rob from his bed to the fifteenth Anniversary Celebration of Daxon's Agents. The whole staff was present and so were their partners and dates.

Tiffany had hosted the party at her club Drip. Her second Club, and the attendance was quite astonishing. Axel didn't have any plans, and Danny had said he would come in late, he was attending to his latest client.

Axel had to take Rob along, and he intended to make sure the man had a good time.

The blasting sound of music crept its way into their earlobes as they strode into the club. The pungent smell of sweat, alcohol, weeds and sex all combined in one forbidden mix filled their nostrils as they manoeuvred through the thick crowd of sweaty bodies

Axel walked confidently to the VIP corner in the bid to pay some respect to the Organization's owner. Tiffany sat amongst her throng of plastic minions, dressed in various measurements of skimpy dresses. They were giggling, flutes of champagne clasped in their hands as they writhed like fifteen year old school girls under the assault of a man's fingers.

The moment Tiffany saw him, her eyes gleamed. She had a loud makeover that shimmered in the blue, red disco light.

"Axel!" She squealed standing to her feet, she swayed slightly from the excessive intake of alcohol she had that night "oops, I'm tipsy" she said laughing hysterically.

"Tiffany" Axel regarded her as the bouncers let him into the alcove where they sat.

"Girls! Meet my friend, Axel Carter. He's a director in one of these large companies' ' She introduced. The other ladies oohed and ahhed, their eyes obviously striping him naked, butting their lips as they wiggled.

Axel didn't mind them. He got that a lot. But he flashed them a smile anyway. "Good evening Ladies" he drawled seductively, his eyes meeting one of the plastics. Full tits, tiny waist, long legs from what he'd seen, and fake red hair..she looked hot to him. With a little eye language, he declared his intent. Smart girl, she got it immediately. Then he offered Tiffany his full attention.

"Congratulations Tiff" he said

"Thank you!" She squealed again, then she noticed he actually came with someone, she regarded him with interest. "Oh Axel, you never told me you had a boyfriend" she giggled clearly inebriated

"Uhm my apologies" he cast Rob an apologetic look "Meet Robert Henderson, my best friend since highschool" he said

"Oh my god! He's so handsome!" She gasped dramatically, bypassing Axel to Rob who stood behind him

"Hey Handsome, I'm Tiffany Dixon. Do you have a girlfriend?" Yes, she was drunk. And as it seemed, she was always horny when she was drunk.

Today is your lucky day man, Axel mouthed to a flustered Rob.

"Uhmm, Robert Henderson. Heard so much about you. You look more beautiful in person" he said, stretching a hand, Tiffany took it, pulling him close, she kissed his cheek. Rob reddened and Axel almost laughed.

"You smell good" she moaned in his ear, Rob went stuffing. She felt so good pressed against him. Damn, he was also a horny bastard. She stepped away from him, " have you had anything to drink?"she questioned aloud.

"Oh no Tiffany, you really need a drink" Axel began stopping her.

"Don't tell me what to do" she said childishly, shooting a little glare, then she turned to flashing him a smile, she reminded him of a Cheshire cat.

"So, Robie" she drawled, her stiletto pink nails drawing circles around his buttons "can I call you that?" She asked sultrily, flirting unabashedly in a room full of her workers and friends.

"Sure," Rob said with a small smile.

"Grrreat! Let's get you some drinks. I have a special wine in my cellar upstairs" she began to say, pulling him away, Axel quickly moved, whispering in his ears.

"There are condoms in the back pockets of your pants" he said, tapping his shoulders lightly.

"I put them in an ice bucket" she continued as they walked out "There are condoms too!" She whispered yelled, then giggled like a mad woman"

When they were gone, Axel turned to the other ladies, with a broad smile he asked. "Do we also have condoms here?"

The woman giggled, making way for him to sit. As they rounded him, two by his side, one between his legs and two other opposite him, giving him a pleasure show.

He was certain was getting a lot of pussies tonight.

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Brandon scribbled his signature on the dozens of files scattered around his table one by one before throwing them to the ground not minding where it fell.

Today wasn't one of his best days at large. His schedule was so packed he felt he could pass out any moment and to make this worse there was a particular topic that brewed in his mind like a volcanic eruption.

One of his phone's ringtone stopped him in his tracks as he immediately dropped the pen in his hand to pick up the phone.

"Yes?" His tone was impatient.

"Sir, Antonio Deablo declined the deal, the mission was successful. The contract is officially yours now sir." The caller informed him.

"Very well. You know what to do and don't ever call me again. Just disappear." Brandon immediately dropped the phone back on the table and sighed loudly.

The news he just brought should have brought great joy to him but his mood was just too spoiled to be happy for now.

He might be one of the richest men in Los Angeles, he knew he got to where he was through illegal means so this news wasn't very surprising.

He immediately picked another of his phones and dialed a number before placing it back to his ear.

On the second dial, the person picked the call.

"Yes boss, I found something. I'm on my way to the company right now." The person said.

"Get here fast." Brandon replied before disconnecting the call and placing the phone back on the table.

He soon went back to what he was signing which he finished soon. He pressed the button which was to call his secretary.

Few minutes later, his Texan secretary, one of the oldest of his staff, (and by that, he might be five years) Felix walked into his office.

"Sir"

"You're late" he drawled, not sparing him a glance.

"The traffic was unusually heavy today. Sorry sir"

"The blue files" he instructed the man, he bent to pick the up "you do know what to do with them" he said dismissively

Felix nodded, and with that he walked out, as Brandon's bodyguard synchronously entered, acknowledging each other with a slight nod

"What did you find?" Brandon asked his bodyguard immediately Felix walked out.

"We found the man. His name is David Creighton, he is an Ohioan. Thirty five, divorced. No kids and no parents. That's all we could find for now, but Tom's still on it. We'd get more information by the end of the day."

"Find out more and let me know. You are dismissed." The bodyguard immediately bowed and walked out of the office.

Brandon picked the glass of water before him, with a little hand movement, the glass was smashed against the wall, shattering into diminutive pieces.

"Fuck!!" He roared. It hurt like hell when he found out another was screwing his wife, even though he did the same. She was his, only his. He hated when someone had their hands on his queen.

The door opened, as a raven haired peeked in, taking in the mess on the floor. She met his blazing coals, her eyes horror filled.

"Is everything alri.." She began to ask

"Get the fuck out!" He thundered, making the girl scurry back.

Blood! He needed blood!

He craved the blood of the man who had the impetus to fuck his wife.