Chapter 109
Chapter 109
Dane
Ever since I sent out those emails, my phone hasn’t stopped ringing. Calls from left and right, all from members of the Apex Circle.
I won’t lie–it feels good to be the one holding the information everyone wants. For once, I feel important.
Lying in bed, I let my mind drift to the future–the glory that awaits me when Deckard finally falls, his power stripped away, his position mine.
Everything I’ve suffered, everything I’ve endured… it’s all about to pay off.
Oh, Deckard.
I can already picture his face–first, when he realizes I was right all along. Then, when the weight of his defeat crushes him. when he’s weak and conquered….
That look. That moment.
A shudder runs through me. Fuck.
Why does Deckard do this to me?
In another world, maybe we could have been friends. If only he’d swallowed his pride for a moment, he’d see the truth-
I’m just like him.
I close my eyes, letting my mind drift back to the best moment ever had with him–the day I brought Amica to his castle.
I had always admired Deckard from afar, but that day, I saw him up close.
The way he grabbed Amica, sinking his fangs into her neck, sent a shiver through me. I watched the color of his eyes shift. darkening with an emotion I couldn’t quite place.
He looked so majestic, his presence commanding, his raw male aura irresistible.
For just a second, I wished it was me instead–wished I was the one feeling his fangs pierce my skin. But I knew that wouldn’t be the last time I saw him.
And every time after, whenever I laid eyes on him, my heart skipped a beat.
But he’s too damn proud. Too much of an arrogant bastard to see what’s right in front of him.
It’s almost tragic, really. Deckard and I? We’ll never have a chance not as friends, not as anything more. No redemption. No
second chances.
Because now, it’s too late.
I am the new Deckard.
As I sit in bed, watching the chaos I’ve set into motion, I can’t help but smirk.
The thought of him makes my cock aggressively hard. I whip it out of my pant to stroke when suddenly, I receive a phone call from an unknown number. I pick up, and his voice vibrates through the speaker, sending waves through my body.
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“How did someone lie and say you have useful information on the Scarface man?” he asks, his voice echoing in my ears.
His vibrating voice echoes in my ears, sending waves through my body. Quickly, I apply my thick saliva on it, then wrap my hand tightly around the head of my cock. I begin stroking, imagining Deckard’s lips wrapped around it the same way. A pleasing smile spreads across my lips. With my eyes closed, I picture the sensation of Deckard’s warm kiss, and a surge of excitement rushes through me.
“Can you hear me, Dane?” he says.
I suddenly realize I had forgotten to respond. “Oh yes, Alpha Deckard. That is why I came to the castle, but you had your men throw me out!” I sigh, caught in the pleasure of what I’m doing.
“Okay then, how did you come across this information? And what is it that you have to say?” he asks.
Oh well…”
I stroke slowly, enjoying every moment of it, applying more saliva to make stroking my fat cock at fruit go more smoothly.
“Are you going to talk or are you still savoring the moment?” he said just like he was right here seeing me
“Oh, sorry Deckard. I dont think I can tell you this over the phone…” I continue stroking
“We should meet up so that I can give you all the information…yeah”
“Fine meet me at my castle tomorrow at non…dont worry, the guards will let you in,” he said
“Yes Deckard,” I say but he already cut off the call
I stroke harder, feeling my juice mixed with my saliva felt like I was dipping my fat cock in a tight ocean, especially as I picture Deckard’s body, his voice, his eyes, anger, and violence when he hit me.
“Oh yes… oh Deckard, yes… I’m coming for you–ah…”
“Oh yes…..oh deckard yes, you are so hot deckard, imcoming for you ah…” i found myself mumbling gibberish as i came aggressively on myself, my body moved in weird motion allowing for pleasure to move through every area of my body before i collapas on thr bed breathing heavily. Damn, that was so intense, i feel likee i snap one or two ribs in the process of orgasm but it was worth it.I feel like I might have snapped a rib or two in the process, but it was worth it.
Now, I just need to reach out to Darth to inform him and confirm when everything will go down. I have no time to waste. I grab my keys and head out.
Driving to that wretched place where Darth and that insufferable witch reside is nothing short of grueling–three long hours on the road. But I don’t have a choice. As I grip the wheel, excitement hums through my veins. I can feel it–destiny unfolding before me.
The Moon Goddess always presents me with opportunities, and this is one of them. Darth was right to entrust me with this task. Bringing Deckard to him is no small feat, but I am the only one capable of pulling it off.
I press down on the accelerator, a wicked smile curling on my lips. The hunt has begun.
I’m cruising down the open road, my mind lost in thoughts of what’s to come, when the sharp blare of a horn pierces the
silence.
Through my side mirror, I spot a black G–Wagon tajling me aggressively, its headlights flashing as it honks relentlessly. I ignore it. There’s no reason for this idiot to be harassing me. But then-
BAM!
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A violent jolt slams me forward as the G–Wagon crashes into my bumper.
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Rage ignites inside me. Without hesitation, I slam on the brakes and throw open my door, stepping out with fury burning in my veins.
“You fucking bastard! I’ll beat you to a pulp! Get out of that damn car now!” I roar, fists clenched.
The driver doesn’t move immediately. He just sits there. The windows are tinted, shielding him from view.
I stomp toward the vehicle. “I said get your dumb ass out of the car, now!”
Finally, the door swings open. The moment his boot touches the asphalt, a cold shiver runs down my spine. There’s something about his presence–something lethal. But I don’t back down. I’m dangerous too.
And then he steps out fully, and my breath catches.
The Scarface Man.
I stumbled back several steps, fear gripping my chest.
“I–I’m so… so sorry, sir. I didn’t know it was you,” I stammered.
The Scarface Man stepped forward, his presence suffocating. “You fool. Did you not see I was honking at you?” His deep voice sent a chill dothrough me
“I’m sorry,” I mumbled.
“You idiot,” he sneered. “Now you have to fix the dent on my car. Or better yet, buy me a new one!”
I was quiet for a moment, staring at him, wondering just what shade of asshole he came in.
His eyes narrowed. “So tell me, why are you here? Apart from ramming into my ride?”
My stomach twisted. What? How did he know I was coming here I hadn’t even reached his route yet.
“Answer me!” he growled.
I swallowed hard. “Yes… I–I came to inform you that the plan is in motion. I’ve secured an audience with Deckard. He wants to meet immediately.”
The Scarface Man threw his head back and laughed. “Ha! I knew you weren’t totally worthless. You actually came through.”
Then his laughter faded, and he looked down at me like a scolding father. “Tell me… have you no shame?”
I frowned. “What do you mean, sir?”
“You sold off your wife to another man, and as if that wasn’t enough, you’re running around like a lapdog, chasing a culprit for that same man. Are you his slave? Or are you just that stupid The Scarface Man sneered. “What kind of loyalty is this? Or is it love?”
I clenched my fists. “No… I only did it for the money. I need the money…”
“Of course,” he chuckled. “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”
He stepped closer, his voice dropping into something darker. “I meet with your Alpha in three days. You need to come up with a story–something believable–about how you tracked me. If this plan fails…” He leaned in, his breath hot against my face. “Your head will go with it.”
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He shoved a folded piece of paper into my hand. “This is the address and time of the meeting
I swallowed hard and took it without a word.
He turned away, heading back to his car, but just before getting, he smirked over his shoulder
“Oh, and… you owe me a new car!”
With that, he sped off, leaving a cloud of dust and dread in his wake.
