CHAPTER 3 | His Prey

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Damien Del Rossi POV

I woke up as I felt someone was gliding their hands up and down on my bare chest. Rubbing my eyes to clear my blurry vision, I came face to face with a brunette lying completely naked beside me, looking at me with so much lust in her eyes.

"Morning baby, last night was so much fun" she purred trying to sound seductive but it had a completely opposite effect on me.

I don't even remember her name and now she is trying to act like a girlfriend. These women should know by now that I don't do such shits. I just fuck and then fuck harder until and unless they can't walk for an entire week. But the thing is they don't understand, they think that they can change me or they can gain something more from me.

Such a gold digger sluts these women are.

But right now, my dick is already hard so why not make use of her. I got up and I fisted her hair as I pushed her on her knees and shoved my dick inside her mouth. She gaged and choked but eventually took all in like a good slut she was. I fucked her mouth hard and fast as she kept sucking it like her life depends on it. After fucking her mouth for a good 8-9 minutes I came undone inside her mouth and she swallows all of my cum like it was the best thing she had ever tasted.

"Mmm...so good" she licked her lips. One thing I don't like is sweet talk while I'm fucking the life out of them.

I threw her on the bed and took her from behind, her pussy was too loose for me, so I fucked her asshole brutally. I never do vanilla kind of sex, for me, it is always hard and rough.

"ahhh...stop I c-can't take it any m-more" She was moaning and panting hard. Her voice was so loud and shrill but it didn't matter to me. I know how greedy these whores are.

I thrust deep into her a few more times until I came. Moving away from her, I walked towards the side table beside the bed and took out my cigarette and lighter.

It was 7:45 am in the morning as I looked outside the glass wall of my penthouse, it was a cloudy day and suddenly my mind drifted towards the thoughts of a particular caramel-brown haired girl I saw yesterday when I went to buy a piece of land and just thinking about her is making me hard.

But before I can think further someone hugged me from behind. I turned around to find the woman I just fucked is still here.

"what are you still doing here" I snapped at her.

"wh-what do you mean" she stuttered looking at me like a love-sick puppy.

"What I mean is get the fuck out of here before I throw you out myself" I shoved her away from me and she lost her balance and fall hard with a thud on the floor. Teardrops gushing out of eyes now, damn how pathetic can more these women be. I crouched down and roughly fisted her hair in my hands "listen here carefully whore, now like a good slut you will walk out of this house within next 1 minute otherwise you will not like the consequences and never in my life you will show your face again. Is that clear?" I asked her in a deadly calm voice.

She just nodded with fear evident in her eyes.

I stood up and walked towards my closet to get ready for the day. I looked behind one more time to find that she had already grabbed her clothes and dashed out of my room almost naked.

Mmm, my men will have fun looking at her when she will walk down the penthouse like this.

With a smirk, I stride towards my en-suite.

I am Damien Del Rossi, 29 years old multi-billionaire CEO of Del Rossi Enterprises and a celebrity who everyone wants to have some kind of relation with, let it be either business or pleasure. Women all around will do anything to get my attention as they all want the same thing, money, sex, and power which I am all abundant with. But I only want one thing from them and that is a good fuck. To me, women are like doormats, use and then move on. The only women I care about are my mother and my cousin Izabella Donati, other than that I don't think I can ever trust these greedy women. Also, love is not my thing, it's just a sweet label people have given to make a relationship not just about sex but in actual it is all about sex.

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