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Gabriel

Ilook at her, trying to gauge her expression and if I should let her walk through this door.

It’s the first time I can’t see any kind of emotion on her face, it’s blank, she’s ensuring that no one knows what she is feeling.

After the initial confusion of us turning up at The Manor, it was like the things that were discussed at the meeting I had with Charles started to fall into place.

I look at Anders and give the nod, he unlocks the door slowly pushing it open allowing the light to enter the pitch-black room.

As it does the sound of metal hitting the ground and mumbling fills the silence.

I walk in, Anders following, David then guides Kelcie in, directing her to stand in the corner of the room.

The room is the size of an average meeting room, allowing plenty of space for what will take place.

The floor and walls are concrete, with a drain in the corner.

It’s what you would expect a basement to look like except for the metal chair secured to the ground around a third of the way from the back wall.

One long wall has a racking system with tools neatly hung and stored.

The man in the chair is thrashing around trying to free himself.

It won’t be possible, his ankles and wrists are chained to the chair, with another across his chest pinning him completely to it.

He’s gagged with duct tape that goes across his mouth and around his head several times, then another across his eyes.

Blood, snot, and sweat are dripping down onto his chest and bruising covers what part of his face you can see.

His wrists and ankles bleeding from where he has been trying to escape.

As David shuts the door behind us and turns on the dull light, I turn to Anders and give him another nod.

He picks up a knife and places it on the man’s head to cut off the duct tape that covers his eyes.

As he feels the cold blade against his skin, he shakes his head causing the blade to slice across his temple.

“You stupid bastard.”

Anders snaps at him as he grabs his head to hold him still.

He makes a clean cut through the tape and rips it off, the guy screams but they are muffled by the tape across his mouth.

He squeezes his eyes shut, then opens them a few times trying to get his vision to adjust.

As it does, I’m standing in front of him, he immediately starts thrashing around when he clocks me.

“If I take that off your mouth, are you going to tell me what I want to know?”

He muffles from behind his gag, shaking his head letting us all know that it’s play time.

As Anders sees his head shake, he takes a diamond sharpening file from the racking, steps forward and slowly pushes it into his shoulder.

The muffled screams louden and tears stream down his face, before pulling it out Anders pushes it in a little further.

I see the man’s eyes dilate, the muffling stops and his breathing shallows.

He’s going to pass out.

Before he does, Anders swiftly slaps him across his face bringing him back round.

I nod to Anders to remove the tape from his mouth, he cuts one side before ripping it partly off, leaving it hanging from the side of his face.

I grab the end of the rag that is in his mouth and pull it out, as I do, he gasps in a deep breath, and then vomits.

As his head hangs forward, I push it up with the palm of my hand.

“Who do you work for?”

My voice is cold and dull.

He shakes his head.

I push my thumb into the wound that Anders just caused.

He screams.

“O’Connell”

“Why did he want her dead.”

“Because of what you did to him and his father.”

I glance over at Anders, and we both clock that he means O’Connell’s son James.

“And O’Connell approved this.”

“No, but realised he couldn’t stop him, he’s signed over the business and disappeared.”

“And you’re the one doing the dirty work.

Where is he?”

“I don’t know, he just calls.”

“Does he know you’ve completed what he asked?”

He nods.

I look over at David, he has been standing near the door to let Kelcie out at any point.

I’ve not looked at her since we walked in.

She has been able to see everything going on but where we are positioned, the piece of shit in the chair doesn’t have a direct view of her.

Anders passes me a knife, I move around to the back of the chair, and he knows what’s coming and starts thrashing around again.

Gripping his forehead with my forearm I pull his head back presenting his throat.

I look over at David who steps slightly to the side putting Kelcie in his view.

His eyes widen and his thrashing increases.

“You failed.”

My words are rough.

I press the knife into the left side of his neck, feeling his pulse beating fast, as I pierce the skin Kelcie takes a step forward.

“Do it slowly.”

The words from her mouth are cold and heartless, I look at her for the first time since entering the room, her eyes black and void.

I do as she asks, keeping my eyes locked on hers, I slowly pull the knife across his neck, causing thick deep red blood to flood down over his chest, slowly killing him.

I hand the knife back to Anders who passes me a cloth so I can clean my hands.

By the time I have handed the cloth back to Anders, the man has stopped spluttering, his head hanging down and body drenched in his blood.

I walk over to Kelcie she is standing still, staring at the corpse that now sags in the chair, I take her hand, David opens the door and I have to give her a small pull to walk with me.

She turns and walks by my side in silence, her body calm, relaxed and breathing normal.

As we walk back up the stairs, she turns to walk out the door, but I guide her up to the top floor with the suites.

The room that Charles had arranged for me is going to be used, I’m not waiting until I get her home, reaching the door, I punch in the code to open it.

It’s a suite that has a bedroom, en-suite bathroom and a lounge that houses a seating area and desk.

Pulling her into me I can feel her heart hammering in her chest, it’s the only sign I can feel or see that indicates she has had any reaction to what she has just seen.

I wrap my arms around her, she leans in but only for a moment before pulling away.

“I’m ok.”

Her voice is still flat.

I don’t speak, my gaze moving over her, once again looking for any type of physical reaction.

Looking back at her face, she frowns ever so slightly.

“I never expected to be so unaffected watching someone die.

But knowing that he tried to kill me and hurt my friend in the process, made it easy to watch him bleed out.”

She grabs my neck and pulls me down to her, her lips pressing hard against mine, as her fingers run through my hair gripping it in her fists.

My dick hardens at her touch, gripping her waist I pull her close to me my grip firmer than it needs to be.

Undoing my belt and button on my jeans, she pulls my zip down allowing just enough space for my dick to fall out.

I pull her hoodie over her head, undo her jeans pushing them to the floor quickly.

Lifting her, she grips her legs around my waist, the tip of my cock resting on her pussy.

I can feel the wetness on her knickers with my dick, she’s drenched.

I don’t know what kind of reaction I expected from her, but this wasn’t at the top of the list.

My kiss becomes more forceful as I walk to the bed, her tongue eagerly exploring my mouth.

Dropping her onto the bed, I grab the back collar of my shirt tugging it over my head in one swift movement.

My body tense, chest quickly rising and falling, pushing my jeans down her eyes trace my body, before stopping at my hard on.

The fire her eyes tells me she wants me to devour her.

Hovering over her, I grip her knickers ripping them off making her nipples harden, and excitement run through me.

My hands move up her body gripping it as I caress each part, running my hands across her collar bones, pushing her bra straps down releasing her tits.

I leave it pushed down, restricting some movement in her arms.

Gripping her neck, I push my fingertips in harder feeling her pulse rate increase as does her breathing.

I thrust into her, her soaking wet pussy taking me easily, she gasps as my hard length completely fills her.

Moving my hips back and forth vigorously, the intensity increasing with every drive, my grip on her neck tightens.

Her hands grab my wrist, I release her neck and pin her arms down, my momentum never easing.

She has no control over the groans coming from her, her cunt clenching around me with each movement.

Her body starts to shake, her legs stiffen, I still have her pinned, my eyes now locked on her.

“Come for me Kelcie.”

She tries to speak but no words come out.

I feel her release, and her whole-body trembles, I don’t let up and continue to fuck her hard.

Releasing her arms, I move my thumb over her clit, she cries out my name as I increase the intensity of her orgasm.

She looks at me, and the desire in me escalates more, I pull her up and she wraps her arms around me, her body still shaking, kissing her neck I keep her in a heightened sense of arousal.

“Now it’s my turn.”

My words are deep, seductive, and demanding.

I flip her round, effortlessly, gripping her hips I keep her on her knees and pull her to the bottom of the bed.

She is on all fours waiting for me.

I grab the rope curtain tie backs, then her ankle, tying it around it then secure it to the bottom corner of the bed, repeating it with the other.

Her legs are tied open, tight enough to keep her on her knees with her arse high in the air.

She rests her chest on the bed, I take her arms pulling them behind her back, using my belt I tie her wrists together.

Placing myself behind her I stand in between her legs, leaning down I sink my teeth into her arse cheek making her screech.

Cupping her pussy, I slowly push a finger in, her wetness coating it as I slide in and out before pushing in a second one.

My dick is still solid waiting to take her, as I slowly finger fuck her making her want more, her pussy begging for my dick.

“Fuck me, please.” she begs.

Slowly pulling my fingers out, I stroke them over the base of her pussy and up over her waiting arse.

I feel her body still, as I grab the base of my dick, teasing her entrance making her wetter, wanting more.

I want every bit of her and I’m taking it.

I know she can handle it after what she has just watched and then wanted.

I continue to tease her pussy with the tip of my dick, making her juices flow, making her crave me more.

I pull away slipping my fingers back inside her coating them with her juices, I grip her thigh with my left hand making sure she won’t move.

I’ve tied her down so I can keep her arse in the air, it will be easier on her that way.

I slowly finger fuck her, pulling them out all the way so I can coat my thumb in her natural lube, pushing back in I rest my thumb over her tight arsehole, I feel her still again.

I know no one has been here, I can tell by the way her body reacts to the slightest of touch.

I leave it resting there as I push my fingers back in, her body relaxing back into it, her hips moving back and forth showing me she wants more, she wants me to fuck her.

She’s tried demanding it which just made me harder.

As she rocks her hips back, I plunge my fingers in harder and push my thumb into her ass.

I could force my dick into it now, but I want her to enjoy it, to want me to push into her ass like I do her cunt.

I hear her gasp, she’s face down and her ass is tightening around my thumb, I can’t wait to feel that around my dick.

I leave my thumb in her and continue to move my fingers in and out of her pussy, making her moan and her arse relax.

As I continue to finger fuck her, her body starts to tense, I can feel she is on the edge, my fingers and hand soaked.

I pull them out before she comes, removing my thumb at the same time, I slip a single finger into her arse, gripping her leg tighter so she has to take it.

Moving it back and forth she pants, I push in a second getting her ready to take me.

I continue with my fingers working her arse, my dick standing to attention ready to take what I want.

I slide my fingers out of her and push them back into her pussy which is still drenched, coating my fingers I rub her juices over the tip of my dick wetting it, though it doesn’t need it, my pre-cum has me ready.

Still gripping her thigh, I hold the head of my dick to her arse, her breathing fast and shallow, her body stiffens.

I slowly push the tip in, she gasps sharply, making my dick throb.

As I push in slightly further, she jolts forward, I release my dick and grab her other thigh pulling her back causing me to push further into her.

She raises onto her forearms, releasing a moan of pleasure and pain.

I slowly push the rest of my dick deep inside her arse, the way it clenches around the base causes it to throb inside her.

“Fuck,”

I growl, she feels so fucking good, I move back and forth slowly, her moans making my balls tighten, I grab her arse cheeks pushing them apart so I can watch my dick slide in and out of her.

I can’t control myself, I thrust harder, back, and forth, her moans taking over me, I reach my hand around to her pussy, and pinch her clit as I slip my fingers back inside her, she is still soaking, her pussy clenches around them.

I thrust again with both my dick and my fingers simultaneously.

My dick throbs, my balls tighten, and I shudder coming inside her as she comes around my fingers.

I pull out slowly and as I do, she falls flat onto her front.

As I undo the ropes around her ankles, and belt from her wrists, I can see she’s left with red friction burns.

Pulling her to me and lifting her into my arms, she leans into my chest, her hair stuck to her face with sweat.

I carry her into the shower, placing her on her feet, her legs are unsteady, so I keep hold of her as I turn on the water allowing it to fall over us.

As it does, I lift her chin and push her hair out her face, her eyes meet mine, her gaze soft and slightly vulnerable.

We stay in silence, I wash her body gently, pushing her hair over her shoulders and down her back exposing her to me.

I softly soap up her body from her collarbones down, caressing each part of her as I go, letting the water flow over her sweeping off the suds as it does.

She stands arms by her side letting me wash her.

I move around her and comb her hair with my fingers, she lifts her head making the water run down over it.

Pouring shampoo into my hands I gently massage it through, she turns her neck stretching it.

As the water rinses the bubbles out of her hair, I place my hands on the side of her neck applying a light pressure, working the tenseness out of her muscles.

Repeating the process when she hands me the conditioner.

She turns to face me and passes me the soap so I can wash, she stands watching me like she is looking at art.

Turning off the water I wrap a towel around my waist and one around her before lifting her back into my arms.

I take her to the bed, place her on her feet beside it and dry her off.

I wrap the towel around her hair removing the heavy water, rubbing my towel over myself before I discard it on the floor.

Pulling back the covers she climbs into bed, as I climb in beside her, she rests her head on my chest and falls asleep instantly.

Showers with her are becoming one of my favourite things.

I lay looking at her, fuck, this woman has just watched me slit a man’s throat, asked me to do it slowly, then gave me all of her.

There is no doubt about it, she is mine, always will be and anyone who hurts her will be held accountable for it.

There is one man who still needs to be punished for his actions, and I don’t plan on being as easy on him as I was his bitch of a hitman.