"You scum, don't you know that unless I do crime I'll be protected!"
Zigwil Hiro snarled as he struggled in my soldiers hands. His face expanded from my hit. He was 42, and his wife was 34 years old.
Leona married him for his consistent income and the power that comes with it. This man is a good police officer who possesses many attributes that I lack. I grinned and looked at one maid.
"Philopy Stein right?"
The maid approached me in complete obedience with a smile on her face. I gazed at the elderly man. I approached her, fidgeting the rifle in my palm with complete competence.
"I heard you need a lot of money, for your younger brother's surgery?"
"Yes, Sir. You heard it correctly."
"I give it to you. If you have sex with him while he is trying to rape you."
Hearing this, the young maid burst into tears. Her brother's surgery had to be postponed owing to financial constraints. While still young, she did not have sex with anyone else because she was working to support my family. This new job was more lucrative for her than working in a traditional corporation.
"Are you doing it or not?"
"I'll do it master."
"Damn you son of a bitch, why you're forcing her." Zigwil Hiro struggled under guards.
I aimed the gun toward the sleeping children in the maid's hands. Leona came forward to protect them. Blood is thicker than water. The guard slashed her back, knocking her unconscious.
"Either you rape her, otherwise your children die here."
I placed the gun on the children's foreheads and began to pull the trigger. He became terrified, and tears sprang from his eyes. He nodded his head reluctantly.
"I'll do it, but just don't injure my children," "Guys film her. "I sent the clip to the news channel." I looked at the maid and said, "Act naturally, or your ill brother will die in my hands."
"Y-yes!"
The maid approached zigwil Hiro and kissed him while crying. The guards let him go. The old man fondled her mature, well-proportioned bust. The guards recorded them on his phone. The old man tore apart her maid attire, leaving only the bra and panty. She yelled loudly in front of the camera.
I looked at the man coldly. He was interested in examining me and my past, and he wanted to put me in jail. One of my spies informed me about him. His parents died earlier. He couldn't afford to start a family because of his financial difficulties. He married Leona Jeffrey at 37 years old. I heard his wife was a lovely woman who was a little bored in their family while her husband was out on duty.
"2 years I was behind her." I looked at Leona, who was laying on the ground.
She was initially hesitant, but gradually moved from an occasional kiss to weekly intercourse. We already did it 93 times using a condom, but the pill did not get her pregnant.
I extracted everything relating to him, including missing files from his home office. Leona would bring case files involving me. This man covered my present misdeeds in the country, except my past and overseas business.
I laid my rifle on the maid's sleeping, peaceful children. For a time, her image appeared in my head.
Zigwil Hiro removed his clothing and tied her in the bed with ropes around her hands and legs. I gazed at the maid's well-proportioned body; Leona has a large bust and buttocks. Unlike anime heroines, who have unnaturally large busts and buttocks, both the maid and Leona have natural and un-exaggerated body types.
The maid struggled and sobbed, much like raped victims did. The man began spreading her legs as she closed with force. Zigwil Hero forced her legs open and sucked her pussy with his mouth.
She cried a lot and trembled from the man's might. Zigwil's item was erected like an elephant trunk. He placed it inside her. She screamed more, blood trickling from her entry. This caught Zigwill Hiro off guard.
"Is she a virgin?" sweat streamed from his brow. "Since its for my children lives, I have to stain this child."
"Please save me... Somebody... he is ruining me."
The maid wailed with a well-proportioned bust that moved from top to bottom. Zigwill's hands were on her waist, and he slid his thing within her.
He only touched her waist. He was preparing to pour his fluids on her within. She was soaked in sweat. He shot his load outside her body by removing it from her pussy in time. Both trembled after ejaculation, and as he opened the ropes, the maid smacked him.
"Bastard!"
"Well done."
The guard then transmitted the video to the news channels. I took the rifle from the child's head. When I pointed at him, Zigwill was stunned. He regarded me with scorn.
"I've completed all you requested. Now, let us go!"
"I have a rule in my dictionary, never let your enemies live more than you."
I pulled the trigger, aiming the bullet struck on his forehead.
The blood flowed from the hole in his head. He died while nude. I smiled at the maid and placed my coat over her body. I give her a credit card.
"This card have more than you have asked me." I grabbed Leona up off the ground. "You happily with this amount or continue serving me, it is up to you."
"I continue serving you master…" She spoke with determined eyes. "Even as a maid, I could be independent."
"Let's have a deal, we'll have sex everyday after I complete my job." I sat on the chair. "I heard you and brother are from slums?"
"Yes. "Our parents are from Southern Alley." She inquired, "Sir, what if I get pregnant?"
"I'm not a businessman, I'm worse than that." I lighted a cigar and said, "You can keep the child or abort it; I don't care. Raise him as a single mother; I provided money for you."
"Don't worry, I only need sufficient money." She stood up. "Sir, why do keep elicit relationship with others?"
"I don't want a wife or to be a father, it is too constrictive." I spoke honestly: "I can't be a normal person like you all. Danger will always accompany me."
After considering everything. She recognized the intention behind it. With a clap of his palms, the maids arrived with a new costume. She wore a stylish red dress. She did not anticipate to wear such a fashionable and expensive clothing.
"Make a coffee and chicken fried-rice for me when I get back." I rose up and left the chair.
I brought Leona and her children home, where they were both sleeping well. In my nice black automobile, I witnessed Zigwil Hiro being sacked from his employment. He is now a felon, having raped a virgin young girl. In self-defense, a cop shot at him. His senior officers gave me a look of humiliation. It became a major issue for a few days.
"Have you got your promotion?"
I called Zigwil Hiro's right-hand man, Allen Kismet. He was one of my helpers in obtaining the crime files and conducting the investigation. He aspired to be the highest police official in the country.
He despised Zigwill Hiro's dominance over the country's crimelords. Hiro, by name, was an ideologist who usurped power and looked for opportunities.
"Yes, Sir, it's all because of you. "I'm enjoying my new position here."
"We need a party from you."
"Of course sir, I arrange it within a week after the cooldown."
"Yeah. Are there any investigations into me?" My tone became chilly.
"No, sir. "Everything is under there."
"How about Illya Wonsmith?" "The reporter?"
"Sir, how did you know about her?"
"I have many man in this country."
His speech was cut off in the middle, but he returned with a garbled voice.
"I'll investigate about her as soon as possible, sir."
"Don't let success go to your head."
"Ok, I won't."
I ended the call. Being a mafia boss is difficult. Outside, I am an unknown person with a past, or a billionaire. On the inside, I adore violence. To be exact, I'm addicted to it. The automobile came to a stop in the impoverished area.
It was a slum, and I could be alone with myself there. I brought a baggage bag with me. I walked for a short distance until I arrived at the location of my interest. My home. I opened the door.
"Son, is that you?" The wheelchair came to me. It was an old woman.
"Does your night shift ended?"
A concerned voice brought tears to my eyes.
Regardless, I'm addicted to it, and I can't undo what I've been compelled to do for so many years. I want to protect her from all of this. I was ashamed to enter and approach her.
"Yes mom, it was quite the hardwork."
"Your office clothes are worn out, isn't better to better to buy new one?"
"I'll, when I get a salary."