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KASIM

I'd break her little ass pussy into two parts.

K asim thought, staring at Dallas's small frame.

He was still upset that he had to go through with it.

He stared into her pensive eyes. He knew she was afraid, and she had every reason to be.

She was trapped in a damn dungeon with a complete stranger.

A stranger who was unfriendly. A stranger who hated humanity.

A stranger that would break her down in a heartbeat.

The sounds of her weeps only made things worse.

Kasim was used to women throwing themselves at him.

The women that his father brought into his chambers were stone cold freaks.

Even the ones that were contest winners that didn't care about their winnings.

They were wives with wild fantasies. Their obsession was to be locked away with Kasim for an eternity.

"Can you please tell them to let me out? I don't wanna be here. I know my family is looking for me. My boyfriend is looking for me. Please." Dallas's voice was settled.

Kasim looked at her with an estranged glare because the mention of her boyfriend didn't sit well with him. It only sent him into a rage. Another roar escaped his mouth, causing Dallas to jump with fear. She wasn't sure what she said that made him react aggressively.

Kasim's eyes blazed with anger as he stared at the beautiful woman before him. Her words had cut deep, striking a chord within him that he couldn't ignore.

"How dare you." He growled, his voice low and menacing.

He turned on his heels, his massive frame stomping away from her. He slammed the door to his chambers behind him, locking it with a loud clang. He didn't want to be disturbed. He didn't want to see her face or hear her voice.

Kasim paced back and forth across the room, his anger boiling over. He didn't wanna hear about some low life boyfriend who let his girl wander off into such a place. It already bothered him she was here because despite his fearsome appearance, he had a heart.

The Kingly Dynasty was no place for a girl like Dallas. It was filled with manipulators, terrors, and strange men the loved every moment of it. He wasn't sure if it was some sort of attraction to Dallas, or if it was just his good heart, but he wanted her away from him and to never return.

After thinking things through thoroughly, Kasim stormed out of his bedroom door, passing Dallas up.

He pushed the small red button on the wall that called down to their security.

Moments later, the doors were unlatched, and Kasim demanded he speak with his father.

He stormed out of the room, and the guards quickly locked the door.

On the other side, Dallas could be heard screaming to let her out, but it fell onto deaf ears.

Storming into his father’s office, Kasim found Mr. Kingly watching his monitors as usual. Interrupting his father’s joyful moment, Kasim powered off the camera in a rage.

"Let her go," Kasim demanded.

"I take it she's giving you a hard time," his father joked, unmoved by his son’s tantrum. "That's your job, Kasim. Bring her out of her shell. Make her want you. Seven days and she gets to go. It's up to you."

"We can't keep her. She has a boyfriend," Kasim reasoned, and again, his father chuckled.

"All the wives you've fucked in my establishment and you crying over a bitch and her boyfriend? Get the hell out of my face, son." Mr. Kingly waved a wrinkled hand dismissively.

It took everything in Kasim not to punch his fucking face off. As bad as his father constantly pissed him off, he was raised with respect.

“Get her the fuck outta here.” Kasim stepped closer so his father could hear exactly what he was saying.

“How about I help her out? Juanita just walked in. I’m sure she’s up for some fun.” Mr. Kingly looked at the monitor and watched a thirsty Juanita strut through his establishment.

She didn’t bother stopping by the crap table as she normally did.

Instead, she needed her fix. Kasim knew what this meant, so he trailed off down the hall with frustration.

The entire way, Kasim felt a rush that was problematic.

Maybe his father was right. Maybe he needed to fuck Juanita so Dallas could observe, lust, and obey.

"Unlock the fucking door." Kasim rudely approached Hansol.

Wasting no time, Hansol unlocked the latch, and Kasim pushed his way inside.

He didn't see Dallas, but her fragrance told him she wasn't too far.

He took a seat on his bed to wait on Juanita, knowing his father would eagerly send her inside.

Because of the silent chamber, Kasim could hear small weeps coming from the next room.

A part of him was mentally disturbed, but he quickly shook it off and waited for the latch to unlock.

Juanita stepped inside wearing a tan colored trench coat, and underneath, he could see the red stiletto heels peeking through.

This told Kasim that she was fully naked, so it was time for his grand performance.