His Little Star (BOOK 2)

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Abel's POV
Present Day

All I could do is laugh, nothing about this was funny but laugh is literally all my mind told me to do before I did anything that would make me face repercussions later on. I licked my lips. "Did anybody even try to...stop them?" I turned around and looked at the men who were supposed to guard it. I scratched my eyebrow and looked back to the big explosion. "I know I'm not talking to myself." I said and put my hands in my pockets.

"N-no sir!" Someone said and I walked over to them, he immediately put his head down but I picked it up with my forefinger. "What was your position?" I asked. "Uhh roof sir!" He said and I nodded. "Uh-huh. So, you seen it all? Even when they were on the roof?" I asked and he looked terrified. "N-no sir! I was too busy looking at everyone else's position."

"What's your name?" I asked. "Clyde sir." He said. "Clyde, does it look like I'm dumb?" I asked and he shook his head rapidly. "Clearly you do though."

"No- no I d-don't sir!" He cried. "But I said you do." He immediately dropped to his knees and cried. "P-please sir! I-I'm sorry!" He bowed his head. I backed up and walked away. "Where's cam?" I asked one of the men next to me. "He should be arriving to where they are now, sir." He replied and I nodded.

"We should go. Police'll be here any minute, sir." He said and I rubbed my lip, that was the last thing on my mind right now. "Mhm. They won't do me anything." I said. "But, reporters will." I mumbled to myself, this was going to be on the news for weeks, possibly months. I shook my head. "Let's go." I said and started walking before him but then stopped.

"I want all of them out of my sight, understand?" I looked at him and he nodded and said something in his intercom. I had a lot of shit on my mind right now and it wasn't good thoughts. Once I got in the car, I poured some cognac in a glass and took off my suit jacket. "Did Cameron make it to the warehouse?" I asked the driver and pulled out my phone. "Yes sir. He just made it." He said and I nodded.

Me: I'm on my way. Don't do shit until I get there.

I closed my phone and watched as we drove past the explosion.

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I stepped out of the car and literally jogged to hurry up and get inside the warehouse. "Give me my gloves and a rope." I said and took off my watch and rolled up my sleeves. They passed it to me and I put it on the gloves and tightened the rope around my hand. They were right there so I seen that they were all on their knees with sacks over their head.

I walked to one of em and wrapped the rope around his neck. "Let me ask you a question," he started wriggling around and I just pulled harder. "What made you think I was gone let you live for fucking with me?" I asked but I knew it was futile on his end and broke his neck. "Before I blow these bitches heads off, I want to see their faces." I dropped the rope on the floor and gestured for one of the men to start doing it.

"Wait," Cameron said and walked up to me. "I have a present for you first." He said and nodded to someone. It didn't take long for them to bring out another one of these bitches with a sack over his head too. They stopped him in-front of me, he had one inch over me. But it doesn't take a genius to know who it is. "Take the bag off." I ordered and they took the sack off to reveal none other than, "David." I clicked my teeth.

His eyes were red and teary, face bloody. "A-ab- URGHHH AHHHH.." I cut him off with a punch to his abdomen. Twisting my fist to get him in his gut, he fell to the ground. "You want to know how much money I lost?" I squatted and pulled him by his hair to make him look at me. Spit was falling down his chin and he was crying. "A hundred and fucking million dollars. With 50 tons of drugs and guns." I grabbed him by the throat and he choked, his eyes going wide. I kept that death grip on his throat for a split second then let go.

"Take everyone's bags off their heads." I ordered and stood back up. They did, I seen frightened faces, brave faces, and sick faces. Then I looked back at David. "Get on your knees David." I said and took out my Glock. "Or, you can end up like one of them." I pulled the trigger and killed one of em. "Untie him." I ordered and they looked at me unsure. "He'll be alright." Cameron butted in. They untied him but it took David a while to get up.

"You have 10 seconds or I won't give you a choice." I told him and he carefully but quickly got on his knees. "Spread your thighs." I tapped on his thighs and he glared at me but did it. I stepped between them. "Unbuckle my pants." I ordered him and he was going to protest but I put the gun to my lips, shutting him up. He did it and I didn't need to instruct him from here.

He took my dick out and opened his blood-stained mouth and wrapped his mouth around the tip. His mouth was a mixture of warmth and hotness, I immediately got hard. "Stop acting cute and suck my dick like you did 2 years ago." I tapped him on the cheek with my Glock. He took the whole thing in his mouth and began to get my dick slick and wet. He put one of his hands around the base of my dick and began to pump me. I laughed pathetically at the sight, I did grow a few inches over the past two years but he still sucked dick the same.

He moaned around my dick and I groaned, feeling the vibration. He then took my dick down his throat and began to bob his head and stroke on me, choking all on my dick. I grabbed him by his hair and thrusted in and out of his mouth until his face began to turn red. I licked my lips at the sight of him and went even harder and deeper till I came. "Fuck." I breathed and pulled him off my dick.

"Give me a show as you kill them." I was out of breath, I zipped up my pants and sat down. "Come here David." I ordered him and he slowly got up and walked to me. I turned him around and sat him down on my lap and made him watch as they killed his comrades, the niggas he worked with to fuck me up.