Page 11 of Taken By My Grumpy Pakhan

“Never.” The same man spoke. “He has her locked in a dungeon and fucks her till she passes out.”

“She loves that type of shit, you dickwad,” baldie retorted, his face almost red with fury. “And my son didn’t have the balls to fuck her the way she wanted.”

Nikolai glanced at me, confirming the CCTV was working and everything was being captured.

This would make wonderful blackmail material in the near future.

I ran a security company, which meant these men trusted me to cover their tracks whilst they went about being the worst things to walk the earth, but it also meant I had something on all of them.

“I’m sure baldie and his daughter-in-law have a fine agreement, and I’ve not come this morning to discuss pussy.” I let my words settle before speaking again.

“The Island project. Let the bidding start.”

The room went from disarray to business immediately.

It would always be a curiosity to me how pussy had the power to derail even the most powerful of men.

Throw it into the mix of any conversation and watch everything tilt in its direction.

I was not immune. I could only boast of indulging only when I wanted and not being a slave to any, but the temptation was just the same.

Which was why my eyes darted to the clock every two seconds to know how much time till the meeting ended and I was sinking my cock into a certain tight cunt and hearing her moans bounce off my walls.

The thought alone had my cock throbbing in painful anticipation.

The bidding was done in record time and like I predicted, the Island wasn’t going to be some elite vacation place like St. Barths or The Brando.

These men were seeking a place to indulge their deepest, darkest fantasies off the grid.

“Well,” Nikolai started after the last man left the room. “A chained daughter-in-law in a basement is definitely not what I was expecting, but it’s good material.”

“Not surprised. He looks like a pedo.”

Nikolai’s jaw tightened. While we were men of crime, we all had our limits and areas that turned grey to red. Nikolai’s were children.

He once carved out a pedophile's penis and stapled it to his head while a doctor kept the culprit alive till he could fry his balls.

His body was found disemboweled with his mouth stuffed with his balls.

“How do you want to proceed with developments?”

I was halfway out of my chair when his questions reached me.

“Later. I have something to take care of.”

I was out of the room before his hawk eyes pinned me with questions.

Salacity was a traveling thrill in my veins, pooling in my crotch and setting a low fire in my groin my entire walk to my office.

Office trysts never interested me. There were loads of women outside to settle for the ones who worked for me, but I wasn’t new to the game.

A woman didn’t offer up her virginity on a platter without wanting something in return.

One fuck. One hard punishing fuck to get her out of my system and she probably gets the promotion she was after if she makes it worth my while.

A knock sounded almost immediately after I got in. Before the meeting, I deliberately had my subordinates arrange for that front desk girl to bring me the files.

“Come in,” I replied without looking up.