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The best fuck I've ever had was your mind
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Osman bin Abdullah Al syed.
(Two days ago...)
In a luxurious mansion, a man in his late twenties was getting ready while his cell phone was getting chimed continuously. His veiny hands picked the phone.
'Salem' his friend and second command was calling.
"Hello" the man said with his deep throaty voice, while wearing his watch. His phone is pressed between his ear and shoulder.
"Good morning sir. Grandfather wants to meet you." Salem responded.
"I am Coming." Osman said as he disconnected the call.
Spraying some high end musky scent, the man walked out with sheer confidence and power like he owned the world.
"Betrayal always comes from the close one." The old man, Salman stated and it is a fact. Gradually he leaned towards the table away from his comfortable chair, as his second command placed the laptop infront of him.
His right hand in command, Salem was standing behind him.
He watched the whole video attentively. He recognised the man in black in cloth whose was giving the orders to kill his child 'bastard' . The man was none other than his step brother 'Fahd'. His father's illegitimate child whom he had with his mistress.
That explains his sudden visit to Mexico. Bastard wanted to play safe and wanna save his life from him. Now he will surely burn that man alive.
"It's sir fahd." Salem said with a surprised look to which Osman raised two fingers with shut him instantly.
"I can see" Osman deadpanned, without removing his piercing gaze from the video.
"That fucker tried to killed my great grandson. He betrayed us in the most disgusting way, he is working for the Mexicans some of our men saw him and send us this video. He wanted to kill mohammed and then this fuckin' family." Salman cleared it, even in his eightys he is one of the most intimidating man.
Osman clenched his jaw, he threw the laptop away from the table in a sheer anger. The vein in his forehead throbbed. The anger that took over him was indescribable.
Atlast his blood showed his true colour. A bastard is always a bastard no matter how much nicely you treat them.
Osman always tries his best to control his anger and always used to forgive him for his mistakes for the sake of his father. But now that fucker tried to kill child.
Nobody betrays him and gets away so easily. The ultimate price for it is death.
"Where is that bastard?" Osman gritted out.
"If I wanted him to die so easily I could have ended him but right now our first priority is mohammed." The old man paused looking dead serious at his grandson and continued "you will leave right now and within next sunrise I want my grandson back."
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