Chapter 42

Cyrus

I consciously released my tight grip from her hair, knowing that I'd pulled it too hard, but I still held my dick with the other. This is how I'd pictured her, filthy, with my cum covering her entire face. But she outdid herself because she still suckling on my dick like a hungry slut as she bobbed up and down my dick using her tongue on me. I almost laughed when I saw she had her fingers stuffed inside her cunt.

I waited until I caught my breath before I pulled her off my dick. She wiped my cum from her eye, and I used both hands to smear the rest of it on her face and into her hair. I caught a drop from her chin with my thumb and pushed it into her mouth for her to suck on. With a smile, I lifted her up by her arms to kiss her perfect cock sucking lips before I dragged her back onto my seat. When I sat her on top of my lap, I spread her legs over mine so I could finger her slippery cunt. She wiggled her ass on my cock until I gripped her hip.

"Settle down, Angel and let me play with my hungry little cunt," I said, glancing at the clock.

Perfect, I still had time to make her cum again before we landed.

**

With Emilia back at work, I strategised my abduction for Senator Moorcroft. He was a particularly nasty paedophile but a cautious one. I'd had my eye on him for a long time, but I always had to ensure I had enough evidence before I took someone out.

The contact who supplied him with children would be my next target. His network would follow because I didn't want to cut the head off a snake and have seven more sprout up in its place. I needed to work fast because I wanted this done before our baby made its presence known.

I'd taken a similar network out before, so the job didn't phase me, but I didn't have a hot as fuck wife to distract me. I managed to do the bulk of my work while she was out. I flicked through the Holo files at the thirteen men who had to die. Most of them could be taken out with my laser sniper rifle, but Moorcroft and Boyd, I would take my time with those nasty fucks. The justice system was weak against these monsters. The punishment was never severe enough, and some didn't get convicted, let alone punished. The world would be a safer place with these men removed.

A few weeks ago, I moved Emilia out of her apartment and into the house I'd purchased before we left for our honeymoon. What my Angel didn't know about was the old trapdoor that led to the basement. I didn't have my industrial incinerator, but I had the privacy and space to work on my kills. A smile touched my lips as I thought about Emilia. When I'd told her every gruesome detail about my past, she did nothing but hold me. She was a balm to my tattered soul.

Tonight, under the guise of my billionaire business status, I would hunt and acquire Moorcroft.

**

I decided I hated elite dinner parties even if it was held in the most extensive and prestigious hotel in the city. Almost every fucker didn't see the wedding band and diamond rings on my wife's finger. I prayed that she would grow so fat from carrying my child that it would be the only thing men would notice when they looked at her. Unfortunately, she had no bump yet at all.

She wore a long golden dress which shimmered brightly under the lights. It had two tiny straps to hold it together. I stared at her tits before I tried to pull the material over her bare flesh. They were definitely looking at her tits. When she slapped my hands and glared at me, I remembered where we were.

"What is your problem?" she hissed at me.

"Your dress," I sulked, looking at the glittering diamonds around her throat before I added. "And your tits."

I put my hand on her belly before I glanced at the senator. He had a meeting in a hotel room due to take place in half an hour, which was my window of opportunity. I felt a presence behind me that made the hair on my neck stand up. When I glanced back I saw Alejandro, his wife and his parents coming towards us, making my jaw drop down. Emilia patted my hand and stood up to greet her family.

What the fuck was he doing here?

I plastered a fake smile on my face before I stood up. Emilia had taken her Grandmother to the side, but before I could see anything else, Alejandro slapped my back so hard that I stumbled forward.

"See, I told you he would be happy to see us, Pet," he said to his wife.

I glanced around and couldn't see Emilia or her grandparents.

I gave them a tight smile.

"It's always good to see you, Dad," I said as I patted his shoulder.

His instant scowl gratified my petty need to fuck with him. They were dressed up for the event, but Emilia's mother looked stunning in her dark red dress. I smiled at the thought of my Angel looking just as elegant in twenty years' time.

Alejandro suddenly stood in front of me.

"Why are you smiling like that at my wife?" he demanded.

"I was picturing my wife looking just as elegant in the future," I said, poking my head around to give Serafina a slightly less creepy smile.

Alejandro grunted but didn't say anything.

"What's with the surprise visit?" I asked before I pulled a chair out for Serafina.

Alejandro yanked it out of my hand, and Serafina muttered something to her husband that I couldn't hear. But Alejandro nodded and glanced over to me with a fake smile.

"We are here to help you with your little ah-operation," he said before he sat beside his wife.

My stomach dropped before it churned to make me feel sick, and I quickly glanced at Serafina in apprehension. She shook her head at Alejandro.

"Emilia told us everything, and we came to help. We are family now, Cyrus," she said with a soft smile that reminded me of Emilia.

I swallowed back some unnamed emotion, and I turned to the Senator. It didn't surprise me that Valeria and Harrison were talking to him, but I froze when I saw Emilia next to him. I quickly stood up, but Alejandro grabbed my arm.

"I know what my daughter is capable of. So you will sit your ass down until she is done."

My right eye twitched rapidly before I ground my teeth together with a combination of frustration and rage.

I really hated this cunt.