Sadistic and Erotic Fantasy

Wolf in sheeps clothing 5

The sound of the mellow music echoing in the house, the feeling of the warm sun against her skin. Made her smile as she took a deep breath.

Hearing his familiar footsteps. And his huge hands gently holding her shoulders to give it a kiss.

"Dear..." He murmured.

His tone of voice made her blush. As she reminiscens to the conversation a week ago. When she told her intent to want to have a family.

Since then...

They might have made love in every way possible. In every corner of their house.

She blushes more, so hearing his voice in such a sweet tone. She keep on remembering the time when she writher under him, calling for his name..

"Im tired.." she blushes while saying so, hiding her face. As if she can see his cheeky smile.

He chuckled. Kissing her cheeks may times as if to show his joy. "Shh.. i think i put enough inside of u..." He chuckled seductively.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, gently caressing her stomach. With a glint in his eyes.

She blushes again,

He kisses her once again.

As he took a deep breath to take her scent in.

"Dear... Ill be leaving"

She paused. Turning her head. "... Again?" Her voice broke.

He sighed. Kissing her lips. "This is the last time.. i promise" his words were so gentle. But his eyes can penetrate a hole in the wall, those damn bastards.. he have to finish it all in one go.

She sighs..

Leaning to his arms. "Call me every night ok?.." like they used to.

He hummed, he slowly danced with the music while shes in his arms. Her body swayed with him, making her smile.

"I cant be calm here when youre alone.. ill have someone to serve u.. cook u delicious food. So u dont have to do these things again on your own" he took her hand, kissing her fingers. "I dont want u to get hurt"

She smiles. Shaking her head.

"Im fine, you should keep that money for our family.. now that were trying to make one.."

"Ah.. darling, let your husband spoil you, i have a lot of money" he tease.

She just laughs, thinking it was one of his jokes.

He made her face him, as he cupped her face in his huge palms. Her eyes were looking at him, as if she can really see him. Only him.

He put a kiss on her forehead.. "lets get married.."

She laughs, pinching his waist. "Were already married"

He didnt talk, as he led her body to sway with the music. "After this.. we will get married.. i want to see u walk down the altar.. again.."

She smiles, nodding. "Alright.. " trying to appease him.

The day came to leave was faster than expected. As he pack his bag, kissing her one last time with a gentle look in his eyes that immediately vanished when he saw his men waiting outside, with a black tinted car.

He took off the mask on his face, and the voice changer attached to it.

He glanced at them. "Whats the news"

"The CIA is moving, its a large scale investigation."

He tsked. His eyes sharpening. Then he look at one woman on the side. She aged well, with a soft motherly look and smile.

But he knew this woman was once one of the most wanted.

"Ill be leaving my wife to u and some of my men. Take care of her.. or die early"

The old woman smiles, as if not caring as she bowed."you dont even greet this old woman who raised u since you're in your diaper"

He rolls his eyes.

"Just do your job" he murmured.

He turn to look back, the house he had stayed for just few months.. was like a home he never knew he needed.

"Ill come back soon.."

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"Have u been eating?" The familiar voice on the other side of the phone immediately calmed her worries.

As she smiles. "Yes.. aunty iselda is a good cook."

"Good to know.." his gentle voice was filled with caring that she cant help but miss him.

The silent background suddenly became noisy as she heard a few muffled voices. And groaning of pain.

She frowns and asked in worry. "Well.. is someone hurt?"

"Ah.. well.. a friend just tripped" he replied calmly. Glaring down at the man under his shoe. His sweet gentle voice was the complete opposite of what hes actually doing.

In a dark warehouse, with his men around. His neat white shirt was dirty with blood.

The bodies with broken bones, and blood were groaning in pain.

Theyre not dead.. he wont allow them to be dead.

His black shoe stepped on the mans head under him, as he hear something crack as he smirks.

And her gentle loving voice came from the other side. "Well.. you should really finish your work and come home early.. i miss u.."

His lips curved, his voice overflowing with gentleness. "I miss u too darling.. take care of yourself okay?"

She seem to smile, "yeah. Goobye carl.. i love u.."

There was a long pause. As the man, who again was reminded of his identity. Bit his lips in anger.

"Yeah.. i love u too"

He ended the call, as he suddenly exploded. He took the gun from the closest man beside him.

As he starts to shot the heads of the men whos lying on the floor, struggling to survive.

He shot them all in the head several times, until their brains splattered to the concrete floor.

He took a deep breath. Forcing a smile.

As he returned to calm, he smiles calmly. "Lets go"

Again and again,. She just innocently remind him of the identity of the person she really love. And it sucks, cause it will never be him.
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Iselda peeked from the kitchen, seeing the beautiful lady putting down the phone with a smile on her lips.

Iselda squints her eyes,

She didnt know the story, but she can know some scenarios.

Heh, the child she raised. It was said that humans are not born naturally evil, but how they were raised. But it wasnt the case for samael.

Who is really a natural evil, as if it was carved in his bones.

And that evil is now holding a beautiful blind dove in a cage. Hiding it from the world.

Iselda always thought samael was smart...

Now she knows he is the biggest fool.