Savvy Son-in-law by VKBoy

CHAPTER 30

“The fuck you mean you couldn‘t deal with him?” Francis slammed the law book on his table as he spoke through the bone. “If I had known you were so incompetent, I would have wasted my time with a piece of shit like you.” “Calm down, sir. It‘s my men that failed. Not me,” Blackbear spoke from the other end while a woman was sucking his cock. “I will beat him senseless before the sun goes down tomorrow and send you a whole carousel of bloody pics.” 

“Yeah, you better,” Francis‘ voice turned hoarse, “or I’ll specially hire a samurai assassin to shove a sword up your ass.” 

The call ended. 

Blackbear wasn‘t smiling anymore. The woman sucking on his dick was crying because one of his hands continually pressed her head into taking his penis fully into her throat. She was literally choking on it, with tears streaming down her face. “I lost my mood. It‘s not working.” He kicked her to the side and stood and pulled his pants back up. She coughed for fifteen seconds before saying, “Is it over? My husband‘s debt?” she innocently asked. “He doesn‘t need to come here again, right?” Blackbear stooped down to her level. “Yeah, he doesn‘t need to, but you should–until I grow tired of you.” 

Her eyes broadened in shock. “That‘s not what you promised!” she grabbed his collar and yelled in rage. “I‘ll call the cops. I‘ll tell you everything you do here! I‘ll —” 

A life got lodged in her throat before she even knew it. 

“You think the police don‘t know I do my business from this shile hole of an apartment?” he grabbed her by the mouth using his fingers and squeezed it. “You know what? I hate dumb bitches like you who don‘t know how the world really works. People like you should be killed left and right, so global warming will at least take a u–turn, though I seriously take anything the government says with a big fucking grain of salt. Like how I control addicts like your husbands with drugs, the government controls people through fake fear and terror, so they wouldn‘t want men like me who bring real terror to life into the society to rot in cells. Of course, thugs like me need to be smart to not get fucked in the ass by those in power, or that‘d be the end of me.” As he was speaking, life left her eyes. “Chu, chu, too bad, I even thought of fucking you in the ass next time around.” 

door opened, and one of the underlings brought a report.

works at Rye‘s Pizza in the morning and lives as a butler at the Sterling family the rest of the time? What about his address and the couple that fucked each other to bring this fucker

name didn‘t show up in the local registry. We contacted one of our cops, and he couldn‘t track that bastard‘s past, either. It‘s like he didn’t exist until

He faintly smiled. “Benjamin Wilde. Whoever you are, I‘m going to meet you soon.” “Uh, what should I do with this bitch, Boss?” the underling asked about the dead woman lying on the floor, with fresh blood coming out of the hole in her neck “Do whatever you want. I

returned to his room after his meal, but he didn‘t enter

other well. I know I‘m repeating this, but life is short, so don‘t waste time with

you tell one of the butlers to get this stick for you? I was

forced out a stretchy smile. “Good night, my little

women love to inflict the pain. In the end, both want to feel stronger. Let‘s see which one wins. Your ability to endure or my ability to inflict pain.” She was about to pat his shoulder but didn‘t want to touch him, so she just withdrew

there for a while before taking a deep breath and entering the room. Seeing him enter, Rebecca‘s eyes slightly widened. “Were you listening to our conversation?” she asked without hesitation. Benjamin jumped onto his bed and pulled the blanket on. “I was asking

game you want to play, I can play it all too well.) As silence filled the room, Rebecca closed her eyes. Her thoughts drifted and drifted and took

believe in love and promises?” he asked