Alpha Boys Chapter 39
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👬 Alpha Boys CHAPTER THIRTY NINE: 🧑🎤
🔸(The Devil’s Plaything)🔸
“Killian loves me!!!” She screamed, her forehead veins popping.
Aurora couldn’t believe her eyes.
Killian just stood motionless, no expression as usual.
He’s staring at the fireplace, and an evil idea hit his head.
He went for Sasha and grabbed her by the collar of her blouse.
“Tell me you love me!!!” She yelled at his face, but he wasn’t even looking at her as he pushed her to the fireplace.
“No no Killian!!!” Aurora screamed, but before Sasha could fall into the fire, another arm caught her.
Sasha gasped as she was brought back to her feet, and when she saw Jordan’s face, she gulped.
“Jordan” she softly said.
Jordan let go of her, and she sniffled.
“Goodness! Thanks for coming Jordan!” Aurora held her chest with an hand, releasing the breaths she held.
Killian gave Jordan an indecipherable stare before walking out of the place.
“Thanks for saving me Jordan” Sasha tried hugging him, but he sent her back with a burning glare.
“Jordan…
“Don’t try your luck, I can hurt you myself. Saving you meant nothing” he muttered and walked out too.
Sasha sniffled again, her burnt hand looking hideous as she looked up at Aurora.
“Your ladyship…
“No Sasha. I have to talk to your mother, you should go for a psychiatric test” Aurora shook her head, and three maids came in.
“Your Ladyship, your lilies bath is ready” one of them reported.
Aurora was led out, and Sasha turned her gaze to the fireplace.
“Misfit, you dunno Killian at all, I only have to make him hate you” she said, her voice laced with venom.
*
Jordan met Killian still waiting in his car when he got out, so he joined him.
Silence ensued for a minute, then he faced him.
“Were you really gonna drop her in the fire?”
“Is that even a question? I already dropped her, and she’d be burning right now if you didn’t show up to play the fúcking Romeo part” Killian glared sadistically.
“I know she messed up, but…
“Are you fúcking crazy? She toyed with your fúcking head back then and you became a silent boy cos of this same whore! The next time you play Romeo, I’m fúcking killing you!” Killian spat, looking so enraged.
Jordan came down from the car, and Killian drove off.
He entered his own car and waited for a minute before driving off too.
Malachi came out of the castle almost immediately, and the surrounding guards stood at tension respectfully.
“Extra eyes on Jordan and Killian from now on” he ordered, and two guards bowed to that.
*
7PM, LAUDERDALE HOTEL*
The fundraiser is just starting, and the guests are arriving at the underground park for VVIPS, going in richly.
The hall is already so full of chatting guests who could be seen gesticulating with their wine glasses.
The target came in alone, but it’s obvious he’s so vigilant cos his eyes are scanning everywhere at each step he takes.
He greeted few guests and proceeded to taking a wine glass from a tray.
At the same time, Killian took a wine glass from that same tray.
He has been in the hall with his brothers since ten minutes ago, waiting for this minute.
He’s in a black diamond suit, looking so hot and yet businessman-like.
He tried to smile, but it’s just not appearing on his face. His brows lifted instead, so he scratched it.
“Killian Alpha?” The target said,
“How’re you doing, Mr. Swiss” He smirked darkly.
“Don’t tell me the Overlord is here, I should go say my greetings” the man replied.
“I’m here alone, i got invited” Killian showed the red invite, and the man smiled.
“Cool, we can enjoy the fundraiser together then” he said.
“And maybe talk about the deaths of the organization members since the beginning of this year” Killian said tactfully.
“I think the Overlord should do something about it too. The culprit killed the 35th member last night, it’s unhealthy” he replied, and Killian narrowed his eyes.
“The culprit could be anyone though. Me? The overlord himself? Or you?” Killian shrugged, hitting his pointer finger on his cup body.
“Whoever it is, he’s not above the overlord’s wing. I need to use the restroom” the man said, dropping his cup before leaving.
Killian looked at the dropped cup and scoffed. He didn’t drink a drop from it
Trust issues? Interesting.
“Boys, restroom” he said into his earpiece.
“Copy that” Zade’s voice said.
*
RESTROOM*
The man entered the first one he saw, and he got his phone to make a call immediately.
“I think the Overlord is suspecting me as the culprit already. His motherfûçking son Killian is at the fundraiser and he’s being strange!” He said urgently.
No reply has come from the other end when he heard a creak behind him.
He turned around swiftly to meet three masked men in black.
Square mask, circle and star.
“Any last words? Mr. Swiss?” Hardin said under the circle mask.
“I doubt that” Jordan replied under the star.
The man threw a spike blade from under his suit immediately, but Zade caught it and threw it back.
The man dodged it and threw several others, but just like him, the guys dodged it all.
The spikes decorated the walls in clusters.
“Are you done exercising?” Hardin said nonchalantly.
The man charged towards them suddenly, punching, kicking and flying, but none of his attacks reached them.
Alphas are feared for a reason… No one in the mafia experienced their mode of training…. They’re untouchable.
A punch from Hardin dislocated his jaw, but he only staggered and stood straight as two of his teeth fell off, bloodying his mouth.
He came closer again, raising a kick to Zade’s face, but Zade caught that leg and broke the ankle singlehandedly.
Zade is the Punisher, the violent prince always for the damage.
The man yelped agonizingly as he fell back to the ground, then Jordan kicked him in the mouth.
He flew to the toilet seat, crashing on it as more teeth fell out of him.
He’s already bleeding allover.
Triangle mask came in this time with his hat in hand.
He crouched in front of the dying man and took his phone from his pocket.
The last person he talked to is an empty number, and Killian smirked when he saw it.
“Who do you work for?” He mercilessly questioned the man who was already gasping for breaths…
“You think I’ll… Tell you? My life has been payed for so…. Even if you torture or kill me, I will not…
Before he could finish, Killian shoved the round end of the bat into his throat, and his blood splashed on his triangle mask as he went limp completely on the floor.
Killian removed the already bloody bat roughly and stood, pocketing the phone before stepping out with the boys.
He sent a mail to Malachi immediately.
TO MALACHI— Cleared, but he wasn’t working alone.
*
ZINNIA’S PLACE, 9PM*
Zinnia’s friends left since 7, and she has been alone.
Gabriel only came home to drink an hour ago, and thankfully he went out again afterwards.
He rarely stays at home.
She finished her numerous assignments already and had her night shower.
She put on a night top and a panty, but she decided against boy shorts tonight, so she lay in bed like that.
She went straight to Killian’s IG and almost cussed at herself.
When did she become his page stalker?
He posted a picture an hour ago, it’s a picture of a baseball bat, the exact one she saw with him at the park the first day she saw him.
The bat is stained with blood again, and chills ran down her spine.
The boys killed someone again?
She clicked on the comments section, and she almost screamed when she saw the comments.
- So hot!
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I’d like you to fûck me till I bleed then we can paint your bat with my blood
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I badly wanna fûck that bat so far it’s yours.
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I want that bat inside me right now.
“Geez, someone needs to find these girls and repair their heads” Zinnia muttered, and then Killian’s text came in.
Her heart skipped a beat as she left his page to his chat.
Psychopath 001: What are you doing?
Zinnia: I know you stalked me again when I went to buy alcohol earlier.
Psychopath 001: That’s not what I asked.
Zinnia: Did you guys go on another mission?
Psychopath 001: That doesn’t answer my question either.
Zinnia: I’m just bored….on my bed.
Psychopath 001: Let’s play a game then
Zinnia: I don’t trust you.
Psychopath 001: Just play along. What are you wearing right now?
Zinnia: A top with a cat drawing in front of it and…my pants.
Psychopath 001: Sèxy.
Zinnia: What about you?
Psychopath 001: Nothing, I’m in the bathroom…you want a picture?
Zinnia: Don’t!
Psychopath 001: Scared?
Zinnia: No, silly! What would you do if you were here?
Psychopath 001: Take off your top and suck on your breàsts till you cûm, then sink my cock inside you.
Zinnia clenched her thighs, pinching herself so hard so she wouldn’t start touching herself.
Psychopath 001: Are you touching yourself? Fiorella?
Zinnia: You wish…. What’s the meaning of your coffin tattoo and who’s the young boy beside it?
Psychopath 001: Why are you sensitive to belts and the name Nica?
Zinnia: Answer my question first.
He didn’t reply after that, and she was already thinking he got mad till his call rang.
She gasped, clearing her throat before picking.
“Listen well” his voice came, so deep as it filtered through the speakers.
She smiled before laying back on the bed, hugging Ms. Cuddles.
“I’m all hears”
“Once upon a time, there lives a powerful mafia Lord who was feared by all his subordinates. He dreamt of having just one son who’d inherit his empire, but he got four boys instead… quadruplets” he said and stopped.
“And? ” Zinnia asked.
“That’ll be all for tonight” he replied.
“You’re not being fair!” She protested, and he hung up immediately.
She hissed out and dropped the phone, snickering lightly.
“I can never understand him” she muttered before piling the duvet over herself.
She slept off in the space of five minutes, and Killian jumped in through her window, holding a bouquet of flowers like before.
He dropped it on her bedstand and put on the bedlamp before sitting beside her in bed.
He watched her intently for over an hour, studying how many change of positions she did and how many times she moaned from sleep.
Dàmn!, her sleepy moans are all going straight to his cock, and he almost released just by listening.
He didn’t blink at all, and then she called out a name from her sleep.
“Cameo”
A small tear came out of her second eye when she said that, and he wiped it before it could fall.
He watched her for one more hour before leaving through the window again.
He was walking back to his car when he saw Gabriel entering the house
He stopped walking, and hatred surrounded his features as he watched him.
Gabriel went in finally, then he walked away.
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TO Be Continued
