My Tool For Revenge (I bought her)

Taylor’s POV

“WHAT was all that about Gabby?”, I asked Gabby with an unnerved countenance.

“What the heck are you insinuating Tylor?”, he rephrased with an arched eyebrows.

“Don’t play the dumb game with me, do you have an idea who Greg is?”, I questioned feeling sorry for his stupidity.

“I don’t give a fuck about his individuality, he might be the king of the underground world, he might be ruthless, cruel and the most dreadful Mafia King but, that won’t stop me from getting back at him, even if it warrants using the innocent girl against him”, he blurted keenly.

Author’s POV

Taylor stared at Gabby like he has grown two heads, deep down he was feeling sorry for his best friend.

They have been friends with Greg for ages now, he is fully adamant and carefree about the kind of individual Greg is. He was feared by thousands of mafia kings. Not just that, he is known for not having a human heart, for Gabby to get back at him is just like stepping on a sleeping lion.

“I would advise you to die down every silly thought in your head, don’t say I didn’t warn you beforehand”, he mumbled making Gabby to inhale brifely.

“You are such a weakling dear friend! That is why you all are afraid of Greg. He isn’t the only one to be feared, I also will be feared in due time after getting even with him”, Gabby barked.

He hated the fact that Greg is always the icing on the cake, he hated the fact that Greg got himself an innocent looking pretty girl, he hated the fact that Greg who is a beast ended up with a frigile beauty, and also got the best of all.

“Do whatsoever pleases you, but don’t touch the innocent girl, you made Greg hurt her the previous night”, Taylor warned sternly grabbing his suitcase as he strode out of Gabby’s office.

Gabby collapsed on the leather office chair, which swung him around.

“I will not back off, never!”, he mulled inwardly.

Greg’s POV

I rushed sharply into the house and took the elevator to make it easier for me.

I stepped out of the elevator once it halted at the door step and breezed into the room, I met a silent empty house.

“G… Gianna?”, I called looking all over for her, but she was no where to be found.

Immediately, I dashed into the bathroom and looked around, but she wasn’t in there, there was no sign of her.

“Is she hiding from me?”, I thought moving towards the bed.

“She must be feeling really hurt right now”.

“I’m sorry baby, please come out already”, I muttered softly.

Then, just then, I heard her sobbing quietly, and I traced the voice, instantly my heart missed a beat.

I squatte down beside the bed, and softly pulled her from beneath the bed.

“Let go of me, you heartless monster!”, she screeched at me landing me a slap.

Huh.

“What did you just call me?”, I questioned eye red in anger.

“You are a monster!”, she yelled again crying as I raised her up from the ground and roughly tossed her on the bed.

I hate it with everything in me when she refers to me as a monster.

I climbed up the bed hovering above her.

“Get off me! What do you want to do to me? Are you not tired of hurting me?”, she cried.

I took her lips in mine kissing it roughly.

She was struggling to free herself from my holds, so I pinned her down more tightly.

Kissing, chewing and creasing her.

I could feel the taste of her blood in my mouth.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Gianna’s POV

I laid still as I watched Greg pounced on me ruthlessly like a starving lion devouring it’s prey.

My body has become stiff and numb.

He chewed on me like I was some piece of bubble gum.

Then he stripped me off my clothes tearing it apart. He let go of my lips roughly taking my little boobs into his mouth, using his other hand to roughly squeeze my other breast.

Tears kept subsiding from the corner of my eyes.

“I can’t get enough of you Gianna. You are so temptingly sweet”, he mumbled trilling kisses in between my chest as I could feel his warm but yet harsh breath.

“You can do whatever you please with me but, that will only make me to distaste you more”, I screeched bursting into tears.

Greg’s POV

I immediately went outraged, hearing what Gianna uttered. Anger surged through me and instantly I was overwhelmed with great melancholy.

I trilled my finger to her v area, shifting her panties forcefully pushing my fingers into her wet pussy.

“I love how you are already wet for me my delicious pet”, I mumbled creasing her beautiful peaches.

I inserted one of my fingers, in and started finger fucking her roughly.

“You are hunting me”, she let out a moanful cry.

I increased my pace.

“Fuck! She is so tight around my fingers”, I muttered.

After some minutes, I felt her tightening her grips on the bedspread stuttering vigorously, as her sweet but painful moans filled the room.

She cummed heavily on my finger, panting heavily.

Without letting her rest, I pulled off my shorts and released my hard cock.

“Please Greg”, she cried.

I pushed my dick into her honey pot forcefully penetrating inside of her.

“Ahhhrrgg!!”, she cried.

I rode on her ruthlessly.

“Please Greg”, she pleaded.

“Tell me you love me”, I uttered.

“N-e-v-e-r!!”, she yelled wiggling her head negatively.

Increasing my pace, I rode with more force.

“You … are… hurting… me”, she cried, picking her words one after the other.

“Then say it, and stop being stubborn”, I rephrased, pounding her roughly.

“I lo…”, she muttered halfway.

I kept riding faster and faster as I was in the world of fantasy.

“Damn!”, she is fucking sweet.

I cummed heavily inside of her and then pulled out, slapping her in the ass.

Immediately, I inserted it again riding, pounding, and hitting all her rightful walls.

“She wanna be stubborn, interesting. Let the dice keep rolling”, I said inwardly.

“I love you Greg”, she muttered sharply and instantly went cold as her eyes closed firmly.

I pulled out with my sperm dripping out of her.

“Gianna?” I called, but she didn’t respond or move.

“Oh my gosh! Gianna please wake up”, I uttered tapping her softly.

She remained motionless, she passed out!