Mr Dark Desires. Possessives

The Long Night (2)

"My girl!" exclaim Carlos with a slightly slurred tone. It seems alcohol has ruined the way he talks.

The man approached Ayana with staggering steps.

Ayana wants to stay away from him because the smell of alcohol coming out of her body is really very disturbing. How could this man smell like he was submerged in a puddle of alcohol and cigarette smoke? It had only been two hours since they had met at the door.

However, the step back that Ayana was about to take, did not go smoothly. Her arms are held back by Cassandra, so Ayana can't go anywhere except to receive a sickening hug from Carlos.

Looking around him, the four teenagers who had come with him had been sitting beside each of the guests.

The men were older men who were more deserving of being their fathers, there was even one old enough that his hair was all whitened, but he did not stop trying to rub the thighs of the girl named Cherry, Ayana just found out her name.

That sight is so sickening. Especially when Ayana has to face one who is constantly trying to touch every inch of her body.

"Stop!" Ayana thrashed in Carlos arms.

"Interesting.." murmured Carlos as he licked his dry lips.

Having said that, Carlos grabbed Ayana's hair and****** her lips violently.

The pain from Ayana's scalp and lips was not at all comparable to the humiliated feeling that Ayana felt at this moment.

Even in this position, Ayana was still able to see the compassionate gazes of the four teenagers who had the same fate as her.

They say there is no point in fighting. Moreover, they were not in a position to resist, as the men began to finish their lusts like animals at that very moment.

No matter around.

It might be true that any kind of battle would be useless, but still Ayana did not want to be treated like this, especially by the man she had just met and this was her first kiss.

"Carlos," a deep voice and full of otoeitas, called out to Carlos in an impatient tone. "Finish your business later, there's still something you need to prepare for."

Juan emerges from behind a glass door while confirming his slightly messy collar and soon Cassandra appears behind him, with an already clumsy hairdo.

But, her slightly swollen lips indicated that she had just received a sweet punishment from Juan, as there was nothing visible behind the look of her eyes other than satisfaction.

Hearing orders from Juan, with a grumble, Carlos finally released Ayana who had sobbed.

She grumbled something that Ayana did not understand, but the sound of her whispering in Ayana's ear sounded so clear as she leaned over to kiss her cheek.

"I'll be right back, and we'll go on, okay?" Carlos said with a light tone of voice.

After Carlos let go, Ayana could only sit on the floor, sobbing. He looked around him, but found no gap to escape as the entire exit had been guarded.

The white dress that Ayana was wearing was already revealed here and she had to cover her exposed body with her long hair or hands.

The red lipstick that Cassandra gave her was rubbed around her lips as a result of Carlos' actions.

With a trembling body, Ayana lowered her head, hoping that she could just disappear from there.

Of course, that will never happen.

I don't know how long Ayana kept her head down like that, but then she heard the chatter of the men going on hot.

It seems, there is a fierce debate between Juan, Carlos and the four business partners.

Then, even more frightening things happened...

Ayana saw it very clearly as Juan took the gun tucked away in Carlos waist very naturally without arousing suspicion, pulled the trigger and pointed it at the middle-aged man with grayed hair.

The man was arguing with Carlos, but his words were held back when he saw the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head.

Not yet had his shock finished, the loud and deafening sound of gunfire, echoed throughout the entire room along with the impact of the first person.

When the second, third and fourth gunshots were fired, there was no sound of gunfire from Carlos's gun.

Only, now the four guests Juan had invited to come had been stiffened with gaping wounds right at their temples and fresh blood flooding the expensive carpet beneath.

"I've told you so many times, haven't I? Use the damper." Juan said angrily as he returned the gun taken from Carlos' waist.

"Ah, not exciting!" grouse carlos. "I love hearing his voice." He swiped the gun in his hand with a pity.

Juan can only glance at his eccentric best friend and take one bottle of wisky.

"Save them off too." Juan nodded at the four teenage girls who had been harassed by his now dead business partner.

"No, don't..." The four of them immediately begged, putting their hands in front of the chest while wailing.

Not yet finished their surprise at this bloody scene, but Juan's orders instead made them cry again and beg, at least they were left to live, to live, the life they live is no better than death.

"Please, please, sir.." one teenager crawled up to Juan, wanting to touch his leg, but before he could do that, Nick had shot him.

As if it was a sign, three large-bodied bodyguards shot at each of them one mercilessly.

Now, there were eight corpses scattered like a piece of trash on the floor and not a single person in the room was in a screech looking at this kind of scene.

Not even with Cassandra, as if she had gotten used to what she was witnessing.

"Then, what about him?" Nick points his gun at Ayana.

"No. no..." Ayana shook her head strongly. Hoping it was enough to make them put a little pity on him.

But, Juan didn't even look at her when she gave the order; kill her.

I don't know what possessed Ayana, but she moved almost simultaneously when Nick pulled the trigger and the bullet only scratched Ayana's thigh.

Regardless of the pain she felt, Ayana stood up and ran towards Carlos, resting on him.

"Please don't kill me..." Ayana pleaded with a choked voice.

Life is scary, but Ayanas are more afraid of death.

At least with life, he still had hope.

Carlos was surprised that Ayana managed to dodge the bullet, but then a smile splashed across her lips.

"We'll see how you perform in bed, then I'll decide whether to kill you or not."