Ch30:)In the Enemy's Possession

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Charlotte spotted Abby. A sinister yet sultry smile graced her lips.

It was time to play.

"Follow me boys." She summoned,there was no need for her to repeat her instructions or look to see if her men were on their P's and Q's. She only dealt with the best of the best in every aspect if her life,sex included.

She didn't think of making Abigail her new play thing in the beginning but,Mob bosses get bored too and she wanted a new toy,other than her guns.

At least for a little while.

Taming the beauty would be her new favorite hobby and she was excited to start.

One of the seven deadly sins took control of Charlotte.

Charlotte's steps became lighter as Her mind began to spin the web of lust.

Her imagination was quite lewd.

Abigail's body took a permanent position in her head as her thoughts ran wild. She itched and screamed on the inside to take ahold of the girl that was in her head at that moment.
Abigail's figure was perfectly outlined.

She was so close but yet so far away.

Thinking about something wasn't quite like having it in your grasp and Charlotte hated not being in control.

She wanted to suck Abigail's juices as it ran down her fingers,watch as her body convulses from the many orgasms she,Charlotte inflicted,upon her.

The closer they got to Abby the more crazed she became over having Abigail in front of her,kneeling. Obedient and waiting.

"Get her and lets go."

Charlotte snapped her fingers and they walked back from where they were in single file.

Abby was temporarily shocked and paralyzed having being swooped off of the ground carefully lain over a sturdy strong shoulder that could be compared to Ryback the wrestler or that of a bull.

Charlotte didn't like broken things.

So they made sure to be gentle with Abby or else they wouldn't live to make another mistake like that again.

Truth be told,Charlotte has no clue as to how broken Abby really was...

But she was about to find out.

Abby shouted to get the attention of the people around her but it seemed as if she wasn't there at all.

Her father was oblivious to his daughter's whereabouts. He carried on with his thoughts and queries content with being unbothered.

They left.

A trail of black expensive cars kicked up dust in the wake of the park goers.

"Unobservant dumb f*ckers." Abby grumbled.

"Where's Jacob and Malik when you need them?" Frustrated and angry she thumped her fists against the bulldozers in black and groan when her fists started to hurt.

Trying to decipher anything through the heavily tinted windows Abby swore under her breath.

Panic settled in as she remembered her father and that she was being kidnapped by a Mob boss who invaded her life months prior.

The same woman that had a past with her men.

Abby hated sharing and she was possessive of the things that belonged to her. She dislikes the idea of someone else having a relationship with her men. Even though it's in the past and it didn't mean anything then and it didn't mean anything now.
She was still a bit jealous?

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