Page 13 of The Filth Kings II

Impurity was in a wheelchair with a tall masked man guiding him in. His pungent smell took over the room. He smelled like burnt flesh and smoke. My stomach twisted in knots as I took him fully in. I could see all three of his sons in his features. I couldn’t say he was handsome because he reeked of evil. He sat slumped, he looked battered with scars decorating his once blemish-free face.

“You should want to stay away from my son, now that you see what he’s done to betray me. The questions that dance around in that confused head of yours should be answered by LOOKING AT ME!” He spat out angrily.

My throat locked; I couldn’t speak nor move. His hands looked like he dipped them in black ink as he waved off the masked man that stood behind him. He wheeled himself forward and stopped three inches away from my chair. The waves in his head, reminded me of how Detavio’s waves dipped all over with perfection. Impurity had on a tailored three-piece black suit with gold cufflinks.

“From what I hear… you like to be held captive. Love when someone fucks you in your sleep then pass you around…” He chuckled menacingly.

“Well…Angel…I love to see you how I saw your mother a couple of days ago…locked behind a dog cage…eating from a dog bowl…being trained properly so you can know your place and never step out of it again. You think you love him…you may be thinking that you could save them all…especially since you see me now.” He smirked.

My eyes left his pitch black eyes as I looked to both of my parents for help. I wanted to feel secure, I needed someone to tell me that I was okay right now in the presence of this man. I felt nothing, and I couldn’t be surprised at all. It was clear that my parents had sold their soul to the devil himself and they didn’t want to be free of him either. I wanted to scream, cry, and run, yet something told me that I needed to be dismissed first.

Impurity leaned forward then rested his rugged hands on his kneecaps. The light hit his face, that’s when I noticed that I could see muscle and exposed teeth on the right side of his face where skin never grew back.

“I’m going to have my fun with them for however long I see fit. Then I’ll kill them all…I’ll do you a favor and let your best friend Natavi live, only if the two of you stay out of my way. I’m reinstating order, getting Arkville back on track—and you… You will mind your fucking business and speak nothing of it or everyone will die…including your parents.” He chuckled, followed by rough coughs.

I sat still and still felt like I was spiraling out of control. His words clawed down my spine.

“You belong to me now, Angel…you’ll do as I say since you don’t listen to your father. There will always be someone watching you, from the moment you walk out of here. You are going to commit a murder by tomorrow morning. That will be Detavio’s baby inside of you. If you don’t do it willingly, I’ll drag your nappy headed ass back to my land and cut it out of you.” He grinned wide.

His yellow rotted teeth caused bile to rise in my throat. He snapped his fingers, and his masked man stepped forward to wheel him back into the shadows of hell or wherever he came from.

Chapter7

Rylie Rose

Where the fuck his titties?!I pinched my right nipple and clutched my phone a little too tight as I watched my love fuck the shit out of a woman that I presumed dead in my mind.I should kill this bitch!A voice boomed loud in my head. I shook my thoughts and tossed my phone to the side of me. I ignored the ash from the blunt that landed between my breasts. I continued to take slow pulls from the blunt as I rocked out to ecstasy, thinking about my Octavio.

I would have been had an orgasm if he just took off his fucking shirt and let me see what really got me off when I got in the mood to release. His small B cup breasts and pebbled nipples took me on a ride each time I watched him from my phone. I wondered if he remembered me at his red-carpet event three months ago for his “Forbidden Fruit” launch.

In three months, his porn site recovered over three million filthy subscribers. I planned on putting my film school education to good use once I interviewed for Forbidden Fruit next week. I felt frustrated right now, his beautiful face wasn’t enough for a release. I needed to see all of his body…the things that I wanted to do to him would probably land me right in jail next to my parents.

I’d give all of my savings just to taste and lick all over him.

“Got dammit!!!” I yelled.

I snatched my phone back up and looked around my dimly lit room. My best friend wouldn’t dare invade my privacy unless I called out for her. She’d be willing to fulfill my needs in this moment, but I wanted to fulfil them myself.

“Show me those titties, baby,” I murmured lowly.

My eyes glossed over out of frustration; I wanted him so bad that it felt like I was getting ready to lose my mind. My fingers hovered over the video until my index finger paused it. I slowly traced the contours of his face on the glass. His sharp jawline, high cheekbones, and those deep, knowing eyes that seemed to stare right into my soul.

I wanted to own and possess him, snatch him up by his long, curly hair that cascaded past his shoulders in wild spirals. His mane of hair framed his smooth, golden skin like a work of art. Octavio Decebal was beautiful, too beautiful. Almost unreal.

I zoomed in and focused on the arch of his brows and the curve of his delicious lips. My heart pounded harder in my chest as a tear escaped my heavy eye lids. He has to know that I exist, he should know that he belongs to someone, and that person is I. Rylie Rose! The one and only female that can make him feel the best he’s ever felt.

Once I got him, he’d thank God for me, like I’d thanked God for him since the very first day I discovered him. I forced myself to dream about him at night. I saw our future together. Octavio would soon see it as well. I wanted him to think about me the way that I think about him—constantly, like a sickness that has took over my entire mental.

Seconds later, I became more anxious. I scrolled pass that video only to go to another new video of him with a different woman. His smile seemed soft with her, like he was comfortable and knew her well.I’ll have to look into her too.I thought as I continued to watch him smirk at her. My throat tightened and my breathing became shallow when he plunged deep inside of her. I could almost feel him deep inside of me.

My entire body heated up. I watched Octavio slap his thick and long dick against the woman’s pussy. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head. I was jealous of how wet she was, and mad that Octavio hadn’t removed his shirt for me to see his prized possession. He slid deeply inside of her then rotated his hips at a perfect angle.

My breath caught in my throat when he lifted his shirt just an inch above his belly button. His hard abs glistened with oil as he plunged deeper inside of her.He’s fucking teasing me! Bastard!That dangerous voice in my head yelled out in anger. I needed a release to calm my nerves, and he was playing around with my emotions.

“SHOW ME!” my voice elevated higher.

I squeezed the bottom of my stomach then pulled it upward. My pussy contracted then gushed as anticipation started to get the best of me.

“I want to see.” I whimpered and moaned out.

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