Twisted Empire - Episode 81&82

 

TWISTED EMPIRE

Twisted Empire - Episode 81&82

(Her Blade, His Neck )

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by Naomi Cindy B.

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[Military Base, T&F Suite]

She carried her full br+àsts, guiding the two babies into his warm sweet mouth, and he latched his tongue to them, drawing from the puckered n+pples and sucking their fullness.

He's got a lactation kink at this point cos he's sickly wishing there was milk in them. He'd never let go of her br+àsts all night.

He can't even explain the deep sensuality of having them on his tongue, but it being unexplainable is the actual thrill, and the way she's bouncing on his covk.

She rode like he's her hellhound, and he responded like he's everything she's thinking.

The moment he let go of her br+àsts and got a hold of her butt, she threw her head back. 

He lifted her ass all the way to the tip of his co+k, then he dropped her down, shoving it back into her.

"Geez! . . . Eros!" She cried out, her pristine skin slapping his own with stinging bangs, and her juices leaking all the way to her thighs.

He did the near-pull out again and slammed her back down on his d+ck, hitting the deepest part of her which caused her knees to buckle, her stomach clenching greedily around him, and her br+asts bouncing wildly in a swirling dance for him.

"F. .u. .c. ."

She couldn't finish the moan when he slapped her arse with his belt, the sound whistling and sending wicked stings to her crying c+nt. 

Her p+xxy is choking him. 

The feeling so new and raw and boundless. He was floating with her, touring the dark skies.

"Swoosh...slap"

"Swoosh...slap"

His belt on her arse again, twice, thrice...fourth time, fifth... sixth.

"Eros. . .ahh!!" Her cries muffled as he her orgasm chased the sting of the belt, making her belly convulse to a knot. It's coming with the maddest hotness she has ever experienced, and her head stung, too, sweat glittering on her skin as she rode faster, faster...

Like an addict. Like she's never gonna leave this d+ck tonight.

"Ahh! I'm. . .I'm coming. . .baby"

That new nickname fingered his head.

'baby'

He crashed his lips madly on hers, eating her whimpers, devouring her m+ans and gobbling up her cries voraciously in one gulp.

Like she's his first and last supper, like she's his card to hell and at the same time his ticket to paradise.

Teal didn't stay idle either. The harder he kissed her like a madman, the harder she rode, chasing the orgasm with desperacy.

She grinded herself on it, rolled and circled her arse on it, smacked his skin. Four's shiny muscles clenched, and the belt dropped from his hand.

The moment he slammed into her again, she shattered on his co+k, bathing it with her juices.

He made sure she came first, and her head fell on his shoulder tiredly, her arms wrapping around him.

She wasn't prepared for when he stood with her, walked few steps into the bedroom. She thought he was gonna enter the bathroom, but he dropped her face-first in bed.

Before he could look back, he was already behind her, spreading her @rse. He used her release as lube to coat her hole.

"Eros..." She whispered breathlessly, looking back over her shoulder.

"Time to chase my release, Asteri. I need you to scream, and let walls remember who you belong to." He growled.

Teal went still, her b🍒bs meeting with the pillow as he pushed himself into her @rsehole.

All. The. Way.

Everything went in, and her pleasure tears stained the corner of her beautiful eyes. He brought his right hand to her front, inserting two fingers into her cl-ît.

"You tell me if it's too much..." He whispered, going still behind her.

"I want everything you have to give. Every single pound." She whispered back.

That opened the gateway.

He began moving the fingers in the front and and his co+k in her @rse, fingering and f+ckin her at a time.

She bit into the pillow, m+aning out her guts as she received the double.

"Yeah. . . yes!. . . Oh gawd! Baby!"

He powered mercilessly into her, the double penetration wrecking her, ruining her and condemning her to the base of his hell. 

He grew inside her, and as she felt every sweet pound of the swell, she bit into the pillow again, catching the fabric between her teeth.

The rushed onslaught of emotions.

The overstimulation of her body.

Her complete attunement to his sickest ways...

They acted as her inbuilt viagra. She shattered for the second time, wetting his fingers so much.

". . .Ohhh!. . ." She moaned into the walls as he groaned deeply into her hot ears. The smell of their hot s+x intoxicated them both and placed them on high pedestals.

Four shattered with her, deliriously. 

His warmness filled her insides, reaching every hidden and unhidden part, and the rest of the c+m? 

He pulled out and pumped it warmly on her round arse cheeks.

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[Therapeia Mental Institute]

Hera is already seated too, right in front of Empress who looks obviously displeased.

The Marquis is just one chair away from the two of them.

"Why did you bring her here?" Empress faced him.

"You're telling me I can't visit you with your daughter?"

"Of course she'd be unhappy, I'm not Sierra, her biological daughter and her favorite. She lives for her, and  I bet if Sierra told her to kill me, she'd do it." Hera smirked.

"If that's true, then you should be dead by now!" Empress slammed her palms on the table.

"I promised her I'd kill you the moment you returned and curled all-over Four! I wanted to kill you on that wedding day so if I really don't care about you, you'd be dead, but I couldn't! No matter how much I hate seeing you around or how much I hate your late mother, you're still my step-daughter!" 

"Is that why you came to my Welcome Back Soiree without talking to me? Even when I was in Mauritius, you never called! Listen I know you're probably trying to manipulate the General's seat for Sierra in the future, but that's impossible with me here. Four is on it, and he'd sit on that throne till death! You might not know but I'm doing everything to earn his forgiveness, so don't try me." Hera huffed, breathing heavily.

"Oh wow, so this visit is to threaten me?." Empress laughed.

"I hate threats, you shouldn't have done it. So far Sierra is Pedro's daughter, she deserves that seat as much as Four and Axel. Equal rights."

"Tell me, how many men are you in a relationship with? Apart from the dead General and my dad, who else? I'm sure there are more cos you're a whore anyways." Hera laughed.

Empress nearly curled her stethoscope on her neck, but The Marquis pulled Hera out of the way.

"Get out, you both!" Empress pointed straight at the door.

"Can you train Hera?" He asked, and now it's Empress's turn to laugh.

"Train her? Sierra went through hell during her training period. If you sight any scar on her body, it's definitely from me. Several broken ribs and bones which I set back, and you're telling me to train a lady who has a weak heart?" 

"My weak heart only affects me emotionally, not physically, so thwart that excuse and try me, stepmother." Hera snickered.

"Call me when you make up your mind, Emily. I'll be waiting for the ring." The Marquis took Hera's hand.

He head for the door with her.

"And tell Sierra to stop lusting shamelessly after her half-brother! It's irritating." Hera said by the door and waved tauntingly before finally leaving with her father.

Empress slammed her palms on the table again and again, her anger heating the room.

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[Ambrose Ranch, Kalynda]

Uncle Dave sat at the small dinning, eating dinner and watching the braised ribs on fire at the same time. The dinning is opposite the kitchen.

"The hell is Paul still doing in town?" He muttered, taking his mobile, but Paul came in at the same time.

"Speak of the devil," Dave dropped his mobile, going back to his food.

"I went to UNN College," Paul tiredly settled in front of Dave.

"Rue and Vaughn's alma mater?" Dave dropped his fork.

"You could have told me and we'd have gone together!" 

"So I tried to find things out at the bursary since it's the only place I had access to, but the bursary barely know anything. All they know is that Rue and Vaughn were rusticated from the school on the day of their project submission cos they stole another person's report." Paul said.

"Yeah, that's the story we all know. Isn't that why they were banned from medical line?" Dave said.

"Do you know the person I was told they stole from?" Paul smirked.

"Who?"

"Spyros motherf+ckin Dimitris, our nation's president." Paul said.

"What! No!" Dave stood.

"Can we not start arguing about it for now? Maybe you can follow me for further findings tomorrow, but now? I need food." Paul sighed.

"I'll get you some," Dave walked to the kitchen.

"What about the divers you promised to call?" Paul asked, tapping his fingers on the table.

"They're ready, we'll go underwater tomorrow to search for their skeletons again." Dave replied.

"Good." Paul nodded.

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[President's Mansion]

The mansion looks dead as the few lights that shone on it came from rooms. Every other light is off.

Xanthe sat alone in the circus, and there's only one bulb on in that place. He just needs this amount placidness tonight after the yells he did earlier.

He's holding his cup of coffee, sipping  to keep himself warm from the punch of the rainfall.

He's looking at the gemstones bracelet on his wrist, given to him by Gem—his dead ex.

He lowered his cup and began running his fingers on the stones,slowly.

He was crying before he knew it.

"The thing is,... I like someone else now, but she definitely can't be mine, and it hurts to even tell you this, but I don't have anyone else to talk to. No friends, nothing. Earlier at the hall when I saw Four kissing her, I cried when I got back to my car." He sniffled, talking as if Gem is here.

"I miss mother, too. I just wanna be loved again, but it's hard." He wiped his tears.

"Xanthe?" Mrs. Katerina entered the circus wearing a blue nightgown.

Xanthe looked up.

Katerina sometimes spends the night in this mansion when whenever she has too many things to do for the President. She has a room at the east wing.

"Tears?" She sat beside him.

"I just miss everyone, late mother and Gem, and maybe Teal, too." He muttered.

Mrs. Katerina touched his arm.

"I know how it feels to feel unloved, I understand you, but get up. You have me here." She consoled.

He smiled slightly.

"You're still owing me the secrets yunno? I'm sure something huge happened between dad and Teal's parents, and everyone keeps saying they're keeping it from me for my own good, but heck... it's only making me more curious." 

"It's really for your own good," Katerina nodded.

"Dad is an evil man, righ." Xanthe asked.

Mrs. Katerina couldn't answer, and, his phone lit up with a weird text from a strange line.

• At the mouth of your estate, come on out, Xanthe Dimitris.

As strange as it looks, he couldn't help but feed his curiosity again.

He stood to his feet.

"It's late," Mrs. Katerina stood too.

"Not too late," he replied as he walked to the exit.

"Take guards with you then," Mrs. Katerina rushed after him, but he was already out of the place.

"I'm not taking guards, they suffocate me." He replied, disappearing into the main exit which leads to the park.

Mrs. Katerina called for two guards, and they ran to her.

"Follow him closely. Watch who he's going to meet and protect him at the same time. If he gets hurt, I'll kill you both." She said.

The guards ran off.

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[President's Bedroom]

President Spyros sat on the edge of the king-sized bed, his private phone in hand.

He stared at the screen with great anticipation. He's actually dialling one of usman's numerous lines. Usman has been calling to threaten him even before Four arrived at the base, just that the numbers are always nonexistent—like now.

It's saying the line does not exist, but Spyros kept dialling.

Seems it's the the surest bet to clip Four's wings at this rate.

Usman is the only person.

He has to negotiate with him. He doesn't mind using the lives of citizens. He'd gladly give him those lives so far he clears Four for him.

He dialled the line again...for the twentieth time?

It still doesn't exist, so he was about to just crash out when it buzzed with an incoming call.

His eyes widened when he saw the caller ID.

It's the same line that doesn't exist.

Usman!

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Xanthe's face frowned when he arrived at the entrance of the presidential estate.

He got down from his car, and his frown deepened when he saw a guy leaning on a bike, throwing groundnuts in his mouth.

"Care for groundnuts? It's freshly fried," He pointed the groundnuts paper at him.

"Who are you? Why did you call me? How did you get my number? I remember seeing you at the platform earlier when I was exiting." Xanthe said, his frown still etched.

"Jason, I'm a biker, and I work for Four." The guy smiled.

"Four? Like Four DeVille from the base?" Xanthe blinked.

"One and only," Jason smiled again.

Xanthe looked at him, head to the toe like a surveyor.

"You don't have to compliment me, I know I look good." Jason chuckled.

Xanthe rolled eyes.

"And about how I got your line, I won't tell you. And the reason I called you is...I once tried to sweettalk your father's secretary, but she was too hard to enter. She punched me." 

"Good for you," Xanthe inserted his hands in his pockets.

"That's because I was trying to find out their college life saga." Jason straightened.

"College life?" Xanthe came closer with interested wide eyes. "What do you know? Tell me!"

"Oh..." Jason smiled. "I see you're interested too."

"Tell me what you know!" Xanthe demanded.

"Chill, brat. It doesn't work that way. You'll tell me what you know, and I'll tell you what I've got, too. But before then, you're going on a journey with me." Jason heaved.

"Why would I go on a journey with you?" Xanthe glared.

"Cos you're always in your father's mansion, you need this outing. Here, get on the bike." Jason gave him the second helmet.

"You're not gonna sell me or something." Xanthe said as he took it.

"I'd rather f+ck than sell you." Jason winked, and Xanthe's eyes widened. 

Jason laughed.

"Calm down,I'm not gay. Just joking."

Xanthe climbed with him, and Jason screeched the bike out to the wet streets. It's currently dewing.

"Where is the location?" Xanthe asked behind.

"Therapeia Mental Institute." Jason replied.

"Why?"

"I got a order slip to check the whereabouts of General Pedro's car on the morning of the day he killed people, and when I got the footage, it turned out that he went to the institute that morning, obviously to see Empress, so I gotta enter her office to see what really happened." Jason said.

"I knew it," Xanthe muttered, tightening his arms around Jason as he cornered roughly into the institute street.

Jason stopped the bike in front of the institute, and the moment they got down, he wore face cap, and handed Xanthe a black nose mask.

"You're the patient I brought, get into character." He tipped.

Xanthe took the mask and put it on, following him into the institute as if he has been practicing this night since he was born.

It's his first rodeo, so he wants to make it fun.

"I've got an appointment with the chief." Jason said.

The doormen gave them entry slips which they submitted at the main entrance.

But they only submitted and didn't go straight. If they do, they'd meet the reception and the nurses there would surely detect that they have no appointments.

Jason led him to the left curve which brought them down the lined offices of the assistants.

There are cameras everywhere, so Jason didn't look up, keeping his face away from the lenses. Thanks to the nose mask, Xavier is covered.

They entered the first assistant office they saw, and luckily for them, they met two assistants in there.

"You can't be in here, this place isn't for patients..." the men stood , but they fell as fast as they stood when Jason slammed his punch to their faces.

They passed out to the chairs.

Jason took their white coats. He wore one and gave Xanthe the other one, then he took off his cap and wore a nose mask too.

They both left the office, pretending to be assistants and professionally striding down the hall.

Jason's got electronic skills like Four, so it wasn't hard to locate the power room of the main building.

They entered, and the tech man inside was just about to leave, so they met by the door.

"None of the cameras are malfunctioning." He said, thinking they're real assistants.

"Sorry," Xanthe muttered, suddenly punching him hard in the face.

Blood rolled out of his nose, then he thudded on the ground heavily.

"Good, I'm impressed." Jason smiled from under his mask, entering the room.

Xanthe stayed by the door, watching the hall as Jason rummaged through the systems.

He easily found the one connected to the Chief's office, then he clicked the footage of the day Pedro came here.

He inserted his flashdrive, copying the footage into it.

When it hit 50 percent, he looked back at Xanthe at the door, and Xanthe gave him a thumbs up that no one's coming.

Jason returned to the screen. It's in 80 percent right now, pretty fast.

But the moment it hit 90, a loud alarm blared throughout the institute.

CODE RED! INTRUDERS AT THE DOWN FLOOR!

"Damnit" Jason muttered.

It's in 95 right now.

"We're gonna get caught." Xanthe said from the door. "They're coming! Many of them!"

Jason removed the flashdrive immediately it hit 100, then he pulled Xanthe to the window, shattering the glass with his body.

A glass piece pierced his arm, and Xanthe gasped, but he didn't have time to scream before Jason pulled him down the sill, jumping with him.

They landed on the far ground, both sustaining injuries.

The guards are still searching inside, so the vicinity is free, and that bought them time to run.

THEY ESCAPED, OUTSIDE!!

The alarm blared in the institute again, and Jason ran faster, pulling Xanthe all the way.

Xanthe suddenly looked back when they ran past the annex garden...

"Dude!" Jason pulled him again.

"I feel like I heard the voice of Gem." Xanthe muttered.

"Your dead girl? Screw it!" Jason dragged him to the gate.

He shot the doormen in non-vital places and dashed out, getting Xanthe on the bike with him.

The coats they wore blew with the air as Jason drove down the road.

The guards ran out of the institute, but they were already far gone.

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[Next Morning, Base ~ T&F Suite]

Teal woke up sore, tired, but cooked for. She could smell veggies in the air as she stirred in bed, cradling herself under the duvet, but Four isn't here anymore. It's just her.

Last night after f+ckin her sore, he mixed her a warm bath and washed her up. He even washed her hair.

He blow-dried it before wearing her his boxers and shirt, then he had tucked her to bed.

Four might look like a total ruthless sadist, but at least he knows how to clean her up after intimacy, and also...he makes sure she cûms first during s+x. He puts her pleasure before his own, and while that might look small, she likes it.

The fact that inside his indecipherable personality, he still cares for her in his own twisted way.

She pulled her lids apart, opening her eyes to get off the bed.

As expected, she could still feel him. In her arse and p+xxy, in her br+àsts and mouth. Everywhere

He's gone when she arrived at the dinning, but his smell and the smell of his breakfast lingered.

He left a note, too. She picked up the small note and read...

"Needed to resume office early. Eat, and come to me. In an hour after you see this."

She smiled, taking her seat. "Fuckin caveman, who still writes notes these days when he could have texted."

She admired his handwriting for a while more before dropping the note, then she opened the dishes.

"He didn't cook all these, did he? Nah, probably from the kitchen." She muttered, taking the first mouthful.

"Hmm," she moaned as she chewed, feeling the deliciousness as it refreshed her hungry buds.

--

The base finally felt the new air today. Everyone is organized. Initially, there would be armies wearing muftis around right now, but every f+ckin person is dressed neatly and in uniform.

There's an assembly in some minutes where everyone including the new recruits would be meeting the General officially.

Right now, the Specialists—Rook, Allegra and Paine are checking the new recruits in, using the official list.

Theo and Brent stood behind them, watching the process, and just as expected, Paine is madly strict.

"Males with earrings, you better take them off before getting here, or I'll rip it off with your ears. Females, too. I'll seriously kill you when you arrive here." He said, not smiling as the words left him.

"Everything he said," Rook added. He flipped close the bag he just checked, giving it back to the owner.

"Next!"

Theo and Brent chuckled behind them, liking this view a lot.

Allegra is just there like she's not there. She's not saying anything at all as she checked bags. Behind her, there's Stormy who's standing on the same spot as Theo and Brent, and she looks composed, but it's all a facade.

By the hallway, April and Shannon are striding, both heading towards the assembly already.

Morgan joined them, and this time, they didn't chase her, they just ignored her.

April walked past the checkpoint, Allegra pretended not to see her.

"Allegra Dumber?" April sneered.

"It's Dunbar, not Dumber." Allegra corrected.

April picked the bag Allegra is currently checking. She slapped Allegra with the flat metal hook, and Allegra fell on the chair behind her, her cheek bleeding.

The new recruits were wide-eyed, and the rest at the back.

Shannon is smiling, and Morgan couldn't help but smile too.

Stormy backed out, quickly.

April yanked Allegra's hair, forcing her to look up. Allegra couldn't bark like she does, she just sat there.

"I'll call you whatever the f+ck I want, and where the hell is your salutation?" April sneered.

Allegra bit deeply into her mouth flesh, and immediately she stood, she saluted, pushing her chest out.

"Ma!"

April smiled, so full of vigour. "Yeah, bîtch. That's how it's done."

--

Axel set out of his suite with Cassie, and the plan is to go to Yulia's suite and confront her before the assembly.

He needs to have something in hand to tackle Four with before he'd go to that assembly. Otherwise, things would go really bad.

Cassie had no choice but follow, and her mind is in great turbulence currently. The property agent is still not picking her calls.

Axel's steps suddenly slowed, and her steps slowed too. She looked ahead to see Kash coming that direction, and her chest squeezed when she saw his new uniform...his demureness 

Axel's fists folded, but the moment Kash got to him, he saluted without being told. He did it with so much rage and hate on his chest.

"Sir!" He voiced.

"To the podium, assembly is starting" Kash said without emotions.

"But—"

"I won't repeat myself." Kash said.

Cassie rushed off, running back to the suite.

Axel made his way to the field, and Kash followed with a scowl.

--

[Podium, 10 Minutes Later]

Everywhere's calm, and everyone's in line according to ranks.

The new recruits in muftis are at the end of the space. They're gonna go for their IQ exams after this assembly.

Followed by the Privates. then the Specialists, and the Sergeants.

On top of the podium, Major Sergeant Sierra stood, looking blank.

Master Sergeant Kash, too. 

They're the only two with rights to stay up.

The gate to the podium steps opened, letting Four inside.

Teal's right beside him, and Yulia is behind them. She's like a godmother to this base now, wearing a flowing gown, a black round hairpin, and the madly tall heels. Gloves intact.

The calm remained in place till they got up. Both the Master and Major Sergeant bowed.

Four gave Sierra a knowing stare before facing the audience, but the moment he wanted to start speaking, his phone did a buzz.

He pulled it out, wanting to switch it off, but it's Jason.

• Your suspicions were right, it's Empress. Watch the video.

He instinctively clicked the video that followed, and when it played, his hands went tight around the phone.

His head tightened around the components, the sound tickling his brain.

Axel.

Axel is there in the video. 

Axel made the deal with Empress?

His head howls continued, but he stood there, composed like he saw nothing.

Teal is close to him, so she was lucky to see his phone screen. She watched the video with him.

Yulia came close too, and the moment she saw what's playing on the screen, she stilled, eyes going slightly wide.

What the f+ck?

Kash and Sierra watched confusedly, and the armies on the field wondered what's going on.

Four switched the formation.

He decided to go for Empress herself first. He's gonna start from the foundation.

He's gonna kill that one thing she cherishes most, right in front of her.

Four gave Teal a gaze. "Take over the assembly, and remember...no softness, no mercy." He said.

"Trust me to always do too much." She replied with a void face, knowing something huge is about to occur.

Yulia is still standing there, robotically. She looks frozen.

So when Empress said she was gonna bate Pedro away from her, she was referring to death.

She held the pillar beside her as rage settled in her bones, grazing her ribs.

"Take me to see your mother," Four told Sierra.

"Why so sudden, sir?" Sierra asked.

Four didn't answer, so she led the way downstairs confusedly.

Yulia followed her, and Four followed them.

He dialled Jason's line.

"My General." Jason sounded.

"Get me a truckload of meat,or fish. Anyone. Just get me a truckload, gasoline and shackles within an hour. Meet me at the institute street entrance." Four ordered.

"On it." 

Four left the base with Yulia and Sierra in the same car, and they're all quiet throughout.

Sierra couldn't stop thinking about why they're suddenly going to see her other, and that includes Yulia?

She's sitting at the backseat, so she texted Empress.

Sierra: I'm coming with mother and son. I have no idea what's going on.

She clicked SEND, but immediately she looked up, Yulia's ghastly blow met her throat from the passenger seat in the front.

Before Sierra could gather enough strength to retaliate, Yulia landed another blow below her nose.

Sierra passed out.

Four cut the long drive down to an hour, taking the restricted route which is only open to high military personnels.

Getting to the entrance of the institute street, they met Jason waiting with the truck containing a mixture of fish and chicken.

No words were exchanged, they only exchanged cars.

Yulia and Four dragged Sierra out of their car, bounded her tightly with the shackles and wet her with gasoline before tossing her into the truck.

They drove the truck into the institute street, and Jason left with the car.

--

[Therapeia Mental Institute]

Empress has been engrossed with catching the two intruders since daybreak.

She wasn't in last night, so she's just getting the news this morning.

Every guard on duty are on their knees, and they all have bleeding wounds on their faces.

She thrashed them with a golf stick actually.

She's with the tech guy, trying to just get a glimpse at the intruders, but they're both wearing masks...it was hard.

She slammed the table habitually, and one of the doormen rushed in.

"Chief... outside. They're outside." He reported fearfully.

"Who are they?" Empress queried.

--

[Outside]

Yulia and Four arrived one minute ago, and Sierra woke up when they tossed her out of the truck to the middle lawn of the institute.

She smells like gasoline, and the shackles ate her skin for food as she pulled at them.

Four is holding the remaining end of the chain, so even if she wants to break free, she can't.

Yulia is still in the truck—on the driver's seat.

"What do you both think you're doing? Let go of me! Get the shackles off my skin!!" Sierra barked.

She could feel fear clawing under her skin, flipping her heart apart and eating her mind just the way the chains are eating her skin.

Four lit up a cigar in his stainless, took a drag before giving her a stare.

"When you tried to kill Teal, twice in Boma... I left you alive, not because I'm headless, but because I was busy weighing the most befitting death for you." He spoke softly.

The kind of softness that instilled fear than his harshness.

"I wouldn't have tried to kill her if she didn't act bossy like a whore!! She made me fall on my knees! Me? Sierra DeVille? I've never been on my knees before but she made me!! And you had the guts to choose her over me!!! When you locked yourself in your room like a ghost for years! I communicated with you the most! I never let you feel lonely!! I showed you more affection than your mama did, and then you suddenly belong to her? If I can't drag her to hell! Then I'll drag hell to her! She'd be the reason for your fall! She's your doom, you just don't know yet! She's everything unfortunate!!!" 

Sierra was panting  as she screamed, and Four's face went tied together. 

It wasn't a smirk, it's darker than it.

"Sierra!!" Empress bolted fast out of the building, and when she saw what's going on...

The cigar in Four's hand.

The smell of gasoline.

Her eyes widened.

"Release the dogs!!!" She yelled.

Her assistants pressed the buttons, letting the annex dogs out of their cages.

They began coming for mother and son, but with a smirk, Yulia turned the truck around, opening the backspace.

Loads of fishes and raw uncooked chicken poured out. The moment the dogs perceived the smell, they changed direction to the truck, going for the food.

"No...." Sierra muttered hopelessly.

"No...." Empress and the guards increased their running speeds.

But....

Four flicked his zippo open and threw it on Sierra.

Fire cracked, lighting her up and taking over every part of her body..

"Sierra!!!!!!!!" Empress bled blood as she screamed like a madwoman,eyes popped and almost flying off.

Four's face stayed that shade of dark, and Yulia finally came out of the truck.

Unexpectedly, she climbed it. 

She stayed on top of the truck, getting her phone and clicking camera.

She began recording Sierra's burning, then she turned her phone screen to the sky as if Pedro is watching.

"Ed, this is live from earth. Look how she's burning brightly like you. She's a real daddy's girl."

TBC.

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