Tangled in the web of lust
Chapter 3~4
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★RESTAURANT★
(LUNCH MEETING)
Melanie's irritation could be seen written all over her face as she squares her shoulders, Lucy immediately rounding up and opening her side of the passenger seat. It doesn't take two seconds for Melanie's bag to be in Lucy's grip as they stride into Arlington VA restaurant, one of the most biggest and fanciest food resort in the city.
Although the only reason this restaurant is as successful as it is, is because traces of old money is being invested into the place.
"How many minutes do I have to deal with this man?" Melanie asked Lucy who's walking behind her. Immediately Lucy pushed the glass door leading inside and Melanie walks in. Different elites scattered around in seats as servers hovers all over, attending to each one of them.
"An hour" Lucy muttered, stepping in as well as they're being directed to Melanie's father's seat. Her eyes literally twitched at the thought of spending that long in his presence.
From your observations, Melanie and her Dad aren't the best of friends around each other. What they share is a purely father and daughter relationship by blood, but no bonding is being shared between them.
"An hour?. Lucy.... I'm not happy about this" Melanie muttered under her breath as the server took another turn, passing a short hallway and bursting out in a completely different room filled with less people and the scenerity is so calm.
"I'm sorry, Ms Melanie. He's been blowing up my mail since you've been ignoring him. I tried rescheduling like you said I should whenever he calls but this time around I just couldn't. He personally came to your office at the textiles demanding to see you and I just had to move a few things to fit him in" Lucy muttered professionally behind Melanie as they walked further.
Melanie sighed. She knows Lucy would never make her feel uncomfortable on purpose. She has been working for her for the past seven years and yes.... Lucy is way older than Melanie. Lucy is actually twenty-nine years old.
"It's okay. I understand, I'm just agitated, you know?" Melanie muttered and Lucy nods in understanding.
"I sure do. Ms Melanie. But we just have to get this over with. You have a photo shoot in the next two hours and dinner with Travis Maine" Lucy muttered Melanie stopped walking. Her footsteps halting and Lucy almost bumped into her back.
Travis... Oh fúck.
Sometimes being too busy isn't such a good idea but Melanie never thought it would get to the point where she would actually forget that's she's in a relationship.
Travis is her boyfriend of two years. Although at the beginning things were going smoothly but as they got farther into their careers, things changed a little. Travis is also a model just like Melanie, but her schedules are more tighter than his and although she knows she's not putting much of an effort these past few months but she still loves him.... A lot.
"I need that dinner to be rescheduled and fixed for the next forty-eight minutes Lucy. Please.... Oh my goodness" she muttered, continuing her movements but her hands are brushing against her long curls. Her eyes filled with guilt and remorse for being an à sshole to a guy who's been nothing but faithful to her.
"On it" Lucy muttered and immediately the atmosphere changed. Melanie's eyes clashed with that of her father sitting a few feet away. His broad body fitting perfectly into his suit. His dark curls perfectly styled and his brown eyes scanning Melanie from a distance.
It's such a shame that Melanie is like a carbon copy of her father. Same hair color, eyes color, nose shape and probably personality. But where Melanie is easy going and less malicious. Her Dad is extremely calculative.
"Father..." Melanie muttered, sitting on the seat directly facing her Dad as Lucy stands besides her. Her professional demeanor intact as she gently placed Melanie's bag on the table.
"I'm glad you decided to grace me with your humble presence today, princess. Trust me..... I didn't go through much trouble just to have this lunch with you today" he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm and Melanie almost rolled her eyes.
"I've been very busy Dad.... You know modelling isn't as useless as you mentioned a few years ago. It's actually very stressful and my schedules are usually packed everyday" Melanie muttered, the servers placing drinks in front of them as Lucy respectfully exited their presence.
"Busy?... Princess, you don't get to do that" he muttered with a stern voice and Melanie's eyes clashed with his, her glare in place.
"Do what?" She asked.
"Ignore me, I know you too well, princess and I know when you are lying. You are never too busy enough not to go through your mails and I'm pretty sure your assistant manager as been informing you about my reach-outs but you just choose to ignore me. Don't do that" her father pointed out and Melanie sighed. Grabbing the drink and taking a huge gulp.
"What's this meeting all about Dad?" Melanie asked, unable to bear the tension between them. It has always been like this between them. The animosity between them is radiating off in waves.
"Well.... Vogue's fashion is working on a new clothing line, although you modeled for their lastest project. Shaun wants to partner with you and IMG Models on your upcoming clothing line set for the next month" her Dad voiced out and Melanie chuckled incrediously.
"Dad...."
"It's father to you, princess" he snapped lightly and Melanie bites her tongue.
"Well, Father" Melanie emphasizes on the second word. "You don't expect me to work with Vogue's fashion modelling agency. I only agreed to a two point shoots and I have just one left next week. And the only reason I even agreed to step into his studio was because I already had a deal in contract to IMG Models. I'm simply not working outside of that aspect with Shaun" Melanie pointed out and her father raised a perfect eyebrow.
"And why, if I may ask?" He questioned.
"Because he's manipulative and I will never allow myself to be used. He wants my design to promote his business and that's not happening, I'm not easily fooled Dad. Besides. Your lifestyle production could use a clothing line for your beauty campaigns." Melanie muttered and her Dad glared at her.
"Shaun doesn't know half of lifestyle modelling. He's a fashion Nova" he pointed out and Melanie smiles forcefully.
"And I'm not stupid" she retorted.
"Melanie..."
"It's princess to you, father" Melanie muttered, her eyes shining with distain. "We both know how Shaun is and you are just trying to push him to me because you don't want to deal with him" Melanie stated and her father feigned offense.
"Push him to you?. Princess, I'm trying to get you a multi dollar deal here, I'm trying to expand your horizons" he muttered and Melanie raised an eyebrow, a judging look in her eyes.
"Then why don't you take him up?" She asked with a sly smrik. "Work with him on the project that's been taking you a year to finish. The fundraiser for your project would be perfect in line with that of Vogue's. Don't you think?"
"You are not funny" her father muttered and Melanie actually rolled her eyes, wrapping her long fingers on the glass and lifting to her lips, her eyes glued to that of her father's.
"I'm just saying..." Melanie drops the glass back on the table and focused on her father again. "if he's so good like you suggested then I think it would be great to have him working with you. I don't see why I should take him up"
"I'm just looking out for you that's all" her Dad muttered and she nods lightly. Totally not believing a word he just said.
"Yeah sure" she muttered, bracing herself on her seat as her father takes a light sip from his drink.
"Have you heard from your Mother?" He asked, his voice as stern as always but Melanie is so used to it now.
"No, have you?" She replied immediately, her eyes narrowed into slits.
"Doesn't matter" he shrugged and she opened her mouth to say something but sealed it shut at the last minute. The words at the tip of her tongue but she managed to swallow the lump in her throat.
"If that's all then" Melanie muttered, standing up but her father motioned for her to sit. She glared at him before slowly lowering her à ss back on the chair.
"I made a transfer into the family's account which is tied to your name" he muttered and Melanie raised an eyebrow.
Being an only child, Melanie is the sole heir to Martinez Canolly's agency, a business CEO and a lifestyle modelling agency company. Of course she doesn't have access to anything related to her inheritance yet until she's old enough, at least that's what her father says.
"You did?" She asked, bewildered and astonished by the fact that he's actually telling her about the family business, he doesn't share any information concerning the family dealings.
"Yes. Why do you sound so surprised?" He asked and she clears her throat while standing up.
"I'm not surprised" she muttered, giving him a light nod. "It was nice talking to you father" she pointed out, even though she isn't happy about any of this.
"The pleasure is mine, princess"
Yeah right.... Fûcking peacock.
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The ride from the restaurant to Travis Maine penthouse didn't take up to twenty five minutes, mainly because Melanie was in a haste to see him and clear the misunderstanding between them. Although they aren't in a argument but ignoring your boyfriend for days ain't the right way to treat someone you claim to love.
The driver pulled up in the driveway and Melanie dashed out, not bothering to wait for Lucy to do the honors.
"I'm going in alone" she muttered and Lucy immediately halts in her tracks. Watching as Melanie strides towards the threshold and pulled the door without knocking.
The clicking of her heels resounded in sync with her movements, her eyes taking in the whole place just like everytime she's in here and when she pulled the door that leads to the main living room, his amazing scent infiltrated her nostrils and Travis stepped out of the kitchen to see her walking in.
"Baby?.... You are here" Travis muttered in surprise as Melanie closed the distance between them and crashed into his arms, his tall lean build enveloping her in his warmth and she breaths in his scent.
"Travis.... I'm really sorry for not reaching out in days" she muttered, her voice muffled against his chest as she squeezed herself in his embrace.
"Baby. I completely understand, I know just how busy you are these past few days, trust me. I've been hella busy too" he kissed the top of her head and she looks up at him, her lips firmed in a pout.
"But you tried reaching out. It's not nice of me" she murmured and he leaned down, placing a soft kiss on her lips and she sigh in content, chasing after him as he pulled away.
"But you are here now" he muttered and she smiles. Pulling away from his arms and flopping onto the couch.
"I have a photo shoot in the next hour." She muttered and he joined her on the couch. Snuggling against her as she placed her head on his chest.
"Me too" he muttered. His fingers finding their way into her hair and tugging at the soft strands. "We can meet up for dinner. I have a great place in mind"
"It's a date" she whispered, letting her hands wrap around his middle and now they are tangled up in each other's arms.
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★Martinez Canolly's Agency Company★
Different staffs run around with huge boxes, most boxes are filled with beauty brands and latest magazines. Martinez Canolly's Agency is the second best when it comes to fashion brands and lifestyle productions.
The opening of the office door has Martinez rasing his head, his eyes clashing with that of his most trusted employee, Edward James. His suit perfectly fitted and a professional look on. But what has Martinez rasing an eyebrow is the slight look of panick on Edwards face.
"I'm not taking any appointments right now, Edward and please, when would you learn how to knock?" Martinez muttered as Edward stopped right in front of his desk.
"I'm so sorry for interrupting sir but there's a problem" he muttered and Martinez's head jerked furiously, his eyes laced with worry as he stared at his assistant.
"A problem?" He asked. What could possibly have happened to make his most composed employee be shaking on his feet.
"Yes sir. Three of the company's account have been frozen. And the Wellness and Self-care division has been shutdown...."
"What!?" The only word that can be used to describe the look on Martinez's face is that of someone who's about to have an heart attack.
"Sir. It's not just that. Someone has been trying to infiltrate the financial accounts as well. Obviously an hacker with skilled experience but I've managed to lock down all our private Access Links. It's like someone is trying to invade the company sir" he muttered and Martinez jumped on his feet, crossing over his table and grabbing Edwards collar in a tight fist.
"Someone is trying to wreck me and you sound so casual about it?" Martinez asked angrily and Edward gulped down. The tension in the room thickening as Martinez's grip on his collar tightened.
"Sir, it happened so suddenly. There's was no time to trace the source of the problem but I'm working on it. We all are" Edward reassured and Martinez let's go of his collar with a hard shove. Edward staggered backwards, trying to recollect his composure.
"I need you to make sure you find out who the hell is trying to destroy me. Invading on personal finances?. Trying to infiltrate my company?. I need solutions Edward, don't tell me you are working on it. I need goddamn solutions!" Martinez snapped and Edward nods. His whole body shaking as he quickly exits.
"I just hope it's not who I think it is.... Fúcking hell" he muttered, flopping on the table and rubbing both hands on his face in frustration.
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★THE KING'S MANSION★
You may be noble, but stay away from the fùcking Kings.
Alcohol, drunken bodies, and thumping music.
A party.
While during the day the king's are nothing but professional business men, they rule the deparved world at night.
The layers of professionalism is being stripped off and the monsters come out to play. Not to be dramatic, although I probably am, this place is like the worst nightmare wrapped in super-expensive watered down alcohol.
To say the place is huge is like saying Vikings are tiny.
Golden arcs decorate the entrance all the way to the massive lounge area. The vaulted ceilings and the sweeping stairs only add to how ridiculously grandiose this place is — even for King's level. Jeez. There are even butlers serving drunk à sses.
The mansion is hidden behind tall pine trees on top of a hill — no kidding. The owners are either way too private or way too gothic. Or both.
Which isn't different when it comes to the four brothers.
Aside from the attendee's cars, there's nothing insight. The perfect opportunity to mass murder everyone. But this party is all about alcohol. Fun. Debauchery. Voyeurism, sick tendercies and loud music.
Right in the middle of the room is a lounge couch, big enough to fit ten people but the only persons sitting on it with escorts are Axel. Knox and Maverick.
Thane highlighted the stairs. His dark demeanor drawing attention to him as he got to the landing and immediately the sea of bodies part way for him. Different eyes blazing saddles at him and girls undressing him with their greedy eyes but he simply ignores them and head for his brothers.
Axel is sitting with a tablet in his left hand while his right hand is tangled up in the curls of a blonde kneeling at his feet. Her eyes glassy like she's either too high or drunk or probably both. Knox is in the middle of a blowjob, a black hair kneeling in-between his parted legs with the visible bobbing up and down of her head. While Maverick is teasing a girl sitting on his lap, another one kissing his neck from behind the couch as Thane crashed in the middle of the scene.
"Hey..... told you he'd get bored soon and join us" Maverick muttered, the girl sitting on his lap roaming her hands all over his exposed inked chest.
"Throwing a party in the Mansion isn't a subtle way of telling me to hang out with you guys.... You are welcome by the way" Thane muttered, his eyes sliding to the blonde literally choking on Knox's ridiculously huge dîck.
He's a voyeur. He loves the show. It's a dirty kink he discovered years ago and his brothers don't mind giving him a front row seat to his tendercies.
A brunette haired girl immediately approached him, dropping to her knees but he simply shooed her away.
"Nobody called you down here" Knox muttered, placing a hand on his toy's head and controlling the movements of his brutal thrusts, she braced her hands on his thighs, fisting his jeans as different sounds leaves her muffled vocal cords.
"The music did" Thane shrugged.
"Then go fúck the music" Knox muttered, his voice gruff but the sarcasm is evident.
"That's no way to talk to your elder brother, lil bro" Thane smriked. Slapping Knox's hand away and fisting the hair of Knox's toy into a ponytail and keeping her head in position, giving Knox the perfect angle to tear up her throat. "Any information on the traitor yet?" He asked and Maverick pulled away from the girl he's kissing.
"Yep... Although Dennis wouldn't spill the whole truth but Axel is working on the little information we have" Maverick muttered, pinching the nîpple of the girl through the fabric and she yelped.
"Axel.... I need solid informations" Thane muttered, his hand still firmly holding the blonde's hair as Knox's pace intensifies. "Give me a name. An address. Anything to destroy the life of the fúcker who thinks he can steal from us"
"I'm getting closer. Although I was able to infiltrate the financial accounts the money were being transferred to but it's still not decoding. Whoever is behind this is definitely someone from the inner circle" Axel muttered, his finger pads brushing against the strands of hair of the girl kneeling before him and she purrs.
"I have two suspects" Maverick muttered, shoving the girl sitting on his lap to the front, her back pressed against him and her legs wide open in front, the second girl behind him continues to leave different marks on his neck. "Mr Ollie and Mr Martinez..... "
Thane removed his hand from the girl's hair, seemingly to be interested in what Maverick is saying. It's pretty obvious knox won't be finishing any time soon as he continues to pound into the girl's throat. Axel giving him a smirk before leaning forward and grabbing the girl's neck. Taking over from where Thane stopped.
"You think they are possibly the one?" Thane asked and Maverick nods. His hands sneaking from behind and in-between the girl's parted legs, she's sitting with her legs wide open on his thighs and naked underneath as his fingers glide through her wet folds.
"Yes, I mean, think about it. Ollie was furious about Axel not approving the budget he made for his daughter's movie at the beginning of last year, not to mention she lost the leading role due to poor financing and Martinez wasn't very happy when you refused to support his next fashion brands. Those two people were denied a huge sum of money and what's possibly the only way to get it?" Maverick muttered with a smirk, his fingers circling the girl's clît and she whimpers, her hands holding onto his neck.
"You think they would be stupid enough to steal from us despite knowing the consequences for such actions?" Axel muttered, abandoning his tablet and focusing on the girl who's trying to rip herself off Knox's dîck but Axel's hold on her neck is preventing that from happening.
"Have you ever heard of the word...Desperation?" Maverick asked, shoving three fingers into her pûssy and she yelp out. The loud music drowning her voice. "I believe those men would do anything just to get what they want. They're malicious business men, brothers, but we're smarter" Maverick pointed out, his fingers drilling into her pûssy as she struggles to keep up.
Knox's groans and grunts could be heard as Thane smriked evilly. "I need to know who's really behind this" he muttered, leaning towards Maverick and the girl bouncing off his fingers as he pounds them into her pûssy ruthlessly. "Get me the financial transcript and transactions from both sides."
"Piece of cake..... woah Knox" Axel chuckled lightly. Knox stilling himself as he helps him in moving the girls head over his dîck. "I don't think she'll be able to talk properly after this" Axel's eyes flutter to the girl kneeling before him and he nudged her on her à ss, splaying her legs wide open and shoving his feet in-between her legs and the feel of her pûssy has him grinding on her core.
"Axel's plan on catching the traitor will definitely work" Maverick muttered, his fingers going in and out at a super sonic speed.
"It'd better" Thane muttered under his breath, leaning towards the girl Maverick is fingering and smriked. "How many fingers can she take?"
"I don't know. Satan's heir..... Why don't you find out?" Maverick smriked and Thane braced himself, parting her legs even wider and three of his fingers are stuffing her pûssy including Maverick's and the girl screamed loudly. Her voice echoing through the loud music.
"Would you look at that? Maverick mumbles with glee, his fingers going in sync with Thane's. The salacious sounds echoing around them. "She's fucking taking six fingers..... fucking perfect" he muttered against her ears and she squirm.
"I need final reports on the traitor by tomorrow morning, AX.... don't forget"
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(Night Time)
The dark clouds are covering the sky at the outdoor seating as different people hover around, right at the top end is Melanie and Travis, sitting and ordering from the menu. She's cladded in a stunning evening gown, her deep red lipstick making her look older than her age, Travis eyes are glued to her's instead of the menu and she felt the heat.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, her lips thinned into a small smile as she lowers the menu to stare at him, his burning gaze is flamming on her skin, leaving goosebumps on it's wakes.
"Like what?" He asked, his voice deep but yet soft, Travis is cladded in one of the most expensive clothing design, his lean model build fitting into the material like a second skin, his rich blonde hair making him look even hotter.
"Like, whatever that is" she muttered, gesturing with her hand over his face and he chuckled lightly. His eyes sliding to the menu before coming back to her face.
"I just can't help it" he muttered under his breath. "You are way too gorgeous not to look at and this isn't me being exaggerating.... It's a fact, baby" Travis pointed out and Melanie felt her insides heating up, she raised her free hand and immediately a server comes running.
"I would like a surf and turf dish, with wagyu and lobster tail, served with taro, purple potato sauce and cabbage, go easy on the spice please" she mumbles as the server took note of her order professionally.
"And you, sir?" She directs her gaze to Travis who just can't seem to take his eyes off Melanie.
"What she ordered" he stated firmly and the server nods and went on to business, leaving the two couple alone, the outdoor restaurant is a fancy, catchy place. The deco radiating off as different lights shine on the people around.
"Travis?"
"Yeah, babe?"
"Well..... There's something I would like you to know" she mumbles lowly and his eyes clashed with her's across the table.
"Okay?" He mumbled, his eyes laced with curiosity.
"So, I'm working on my new clothing line with IMG Models and well... I was just wondering if you would want to model for their brand of clothing, Britney owns a fashion magazine and would love to have you on her lastest cover. I know it's kinda complicated due to your agency's tight schedule but Britney really needs new faces to boost her brand and you would be perfect for the job" Melanie rushed out, her eyes guled to her fingers as she fiddles with them.
"I thought this was supposed to be a date?" He asked, irritation bubbling under the surface as his jaw flexed and Melanie's eyes met his under her long eyelashes, blinking away the confusion she managed to speak.
"It is a date.... "
"And yet you are talking about work. Melanie, I get the fact that you are an aspiring workaholic and all that jazz but when it comes to us you have to tone it down a bit. Live in the moment and enjoy it. Don't fùcking try to mix business with pleasure" Travis sounds strained and Melanie raised an eyebrow.
"I just asked you for a favour. Not like there's any camera flashing on us or anything" she blurted out and he scoffed.
"I don't give a fúck'. We could have discussed about Britney's offer tomorrow morning or whenever you decide to grace me with your presence....." Travis trails off and Melanie's eyes widened.
"Excuse me!?" She snapped annoyed. "What the fúck is that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly the fúck you heard" he retorted, his Adam apple bobbing up and down in irritation as he ruffles his soft curls. "I'm just tired of always being serious with you all the time, you always talk about work, work, work..... I'm pretty sure our conversations for over the past two years are work related and I'm just tired of everything"
The tension in the air thickened as the server brought their meals. But Melanie's eyes are still holding Travis expression.
"Tired of everything?" She asked. Her voice low and barely audible.
"Melanie...."
"Oh my fùcking gwad" she snapped, her expression morphing into that of anger. "So, you are saying that I'm the problem?. We're both going through the same work stress and you know how it can be sometimes." She blasted out.
"I just think it's about time we get open to other options" he simply muttered, digging into the food in front of him and taking a small bite.
"Other options?" Her anger turns into confusion.
"Baby......"
"Are you suggesting we go into an open relationship?" She asked incrediously, her à ss off the chair in the next minute and she's glaring at him.
"Well, if you put it that way......"
"So you wanna fúck other girls because i can't....."
"Because you can't what?" Travis cuts her off and her lips sealed shut. Anger and tears building up inside her as she grabbed her expensive branded bag.
"Maybe coming on this date was a bad idea" she muttered, glaring at him and he simply shrugged, casually eating.
"Anything that doesn't benefits you is a bad idea, Melanie." He muttered and she clenched her fists angrily. "See you in a month time?" He asked with a taunting smrik and she swallowed deep.
Without saying a word, she turned around and walked out of the restaurant, her ride waiting for her and immediately Lucy pushed out of the car, closing the distance between them and grabbing Melanie's bag.
"Ms Melanie.... What happened?. Are.... are you crying?" Lucy asked in concern as they both entered her super expensive car, Melanie grabbed a napkin from the back seat and gently dabs her eyelines trimming with tears.
"Just take me home" she mumbles lowly. Pressing against the seat.
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★Conventional Room★
Thick smoke swirls around as Maverick casually lounges on a wooden table, his dusty chestnut hair creamed like honey dazzling under the low light luminating the room. Tied to a chair is Dennis. His face beaten up and looking bruised from all the assaults, as Axel stands tall like a God in front of him. His thick glasses framing his face, giving him an extra edge.
"Dennis.... I'd hate for you to end up in jail for the rest of your life. You know we own one right?" Axel asked. His blue eyes radiating through his glasses and his dark hair almost covering his face.
"Fúck. The party isn't over yet and this guy is wasting my time" Maverick muttered in annoyance, jumping off the table and crowding Dennis space. The joint in his hand burning in deep orange at the tip. " And unlike my brother here, I only speak one language" Maverick takes a huge drag from the joint and blows the thick smoke on Dennis face. "Violence. I only speak violence"
Dennis tremble against the seat. His eyes swollen and his lips bursted.
"You know we aren't killers" Axel glared at him. "But by the time I'm done with your family..... you would wish for death" Axel chuckled lightly as Dennis eyes widened. "I would ruin you into nothing, and your little family would be crushed"
"Heard he's got a really cute daughter" Maverick muttered with a smirk. "Quick question. Does she moans like a cute doll or screams like a whôre?" Maverick asked and Dennis swallowed hard.
"I-i don't know" he shakes his head in fear.
"Well I will be tempted to find out if you don't start talking" Maverick's smile turns into a glare and he taps Dennis bloody nose with the burning end of the joint. "I bet you would love seeing you innocent daughter getting fúcked as she screams for more, or cry..... depending on how fast you start talking" Maverick muttered and Dennis shakes his head vigorously.
"You have five seconds to start talking" Axel glared and Dennis lips part.
"I will tell you the truth but please don't hurt my family" Dennis swallowed and Maverick smriked. Taking another drag and letting the thick smoke fill the air.
"Damn, this guy really wants to see his daughter getting fúcked, doesn't he?" Maverick mumbles and Axel smriked at that. His eyes solely focused on Dennis.
"That can be arranged" Axel muttered and Maverick's eyes lit up but Dennis eyes are so wide, you'd think they would pop out of their sockets.
"It's from the inner circle. A very close business partner and a shareholder in Kings Enterprises" Dennis blurted out and Maverick gets in his face.
"Name" he asked and Dennis gulped.
"I-i.... " Dennis stuttered.
"Give me a fùcking name, Dennis" Maverick snapped harshly and Dennis jumped in shock.
"Martinez Canolly" Dennis blurted out and both brothers eyes widened slightly.
"I was right after all" Maverick muttered with a smirk.
"Oh. I can't wait for Thane to hear this" Axel chuckled darkly.
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TBC.
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