Chapter 34: Chapter 34 The Boss II (R-18)

Liam remained oblivious to the whispers and words swirling about him beyond the walls of this room. Even if he had known, he wouldn’t have cared—not now, not when every fiber of his being was consumed by the moment unfolding beneath him.

Ann lay naked beneath him, her skin flushed and glistening, her body a masterpiece sculpted by some divine hand, a work of art that left him breathless. He, too, had shed every barrier between them, his own bare form pressed against hers in a tangle of heat and want.

He leaned down, his lips finding hers once more. They were slightly swollen now, tender from the countless kisses they’d shared, but he couldn’t resist tasting her again. The kiss was slow at first, savoring the softness of her mouth, the way she yielded to him so completely. Ann’s breath hitched against his lips, and then, almost instinctively, she shifted beneath him. Her legs parted slightly, a subtle invitation that sent a surge of heat racing through him.

Liam’s hands slid down to her thighs, his fingers rubbing gently against her skin, tracing the smooth curves as he continued to kiss her. She was dripping wet, her arousal evident in the way her body trembled beneath his touch, and when he finally pressed himself against her, penetrating her with a slow, deliberate thrust, the world seemed to narrow to just the two of them. Ann’s mouth parted, a loud moan spilling from her lips, raw and unrestrained. Then, as he settled deeper, a relieved smile spread across her face—a smile that spoke of longing fulfilled, of a need finally met.

That smile unraveled him. Liam began to move, his hips rolling with a steady rhythm as his dick slipped in and out of her. Her pussy gripped him tightly, the walls clenching around him as if reluctant to let him go each time he pulled back, only to welcome him even deeper with every thrust. Ann’s breath came in cool, shaky bursts, her hands flying to his back, fingers digging into his skin as she clung to him. Her nails left faint marks, a testament to the intensity coursing through her, but Liam didn’t mind—he reveled in it.

He controlled the pace entirely, each movement deliberate, driving her further into a haze of pleasure. Ann was unraveling beneath him, her gasps and moans growing wilder, her body arching as she surrendered to the sensations overwhelming her. Liam’s focus was absolute, his gaze locked on her face—on the way her eyes fluttered shut, the way her lips parted with every thrust, the way she seemed to lose herself in him completely. Somewhere in the corner of his vision, he caught a flicker of light—a series of messages flashing across the system display he’d long since learned to tune out. But right now, they were irrelevant. Nothing mattered except her, except this.

His hands found hers, fingers intertwining as he pulled them from his back. With a firm but gentle grip, he spread her arms wide, pinning them to the bed on either side of her. She was open to him now, vulnerable and breathtaking, and he couldn’t resist leaning down to capture her lips again. The kiss was deep, hungry, mirroring the rhythm of his hips as he slid back into her, his length burying itself to the hilt. Ann’s moan vibrated against his mouth, her body trembling beneath him as they moved together.

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The boss slowly rose from the bed, his movements unhurried yet filled with an ominous weight that made the two men flinch. The moment his feet touched the floor, their backs stiffened, and their heads lowered further, as if looking him in the eyes would be a death sentence.

Each step he took toward them felt like the countdown to their execution. Their breath hitched, their hands clenched into nervous fists, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The room, which moments ago had been filled with laughter and pleasure, now felt like a death chamber, suffocating in its silence.

Then, the boss’s voice cut through the air, his tone cold and unwavering.

“If the two of you don’t tell me the truth right now,” he said, his words slow and deliberate, “I’ll have your heads cut off and fed to the dogs.”

The weight of his words pressed down on them like an anvil, draining the blood from their faces.

They had been under his rule for long enough to understand one thing with absolute certainty—this man never made empty threats. When he spoke of death, it was not a warning. It was a promise.

The first man, the one Liam had spared, tried to steady his breathing. His throat was dry, his body frozen in fear, but he knew that silence would only seal his fate faster.

With great difficulty, he forced himself to speak.

“Boss…” His voice cracked, barely above a whisper. “We are not lying.” He swallowed hard. “Liam… he’s the one who killed them. All three of them.”

The boss’s expression remained unreadable, but the sharpness in his gaze did not waver.

“We underestimated him,” the man continued, his words tumbling out in a desperate rush. “And we paid the price for it.”

The boss folded his arms across his muscular chest, his fingers tapping rhythmically against his biceps, a sign that he was calculating every word spoken.

After a long pause, he finally spoke again.

“You took the weapons I gave you?”

The man nodded quickly. “Yes, boss. We had everything.” His voice dropped lower, as if ashamed of what he was about to admit. “But it didn’t make a difference.”

The boss’s brows furrowed slightly. “Didn’t make a difference?” His voice was dangerously low now, a tone that sent shivers down their spines.

The man’s fingers twitched at his sides as he recalled the terrifying memory.

“When we attacked him, he fought back like…” He hesitated, searching for the right words. “Like he had been doing this for years. No matter how fast we moved, no matter how many angles we came from, he dodged everything. Every single attack. It was like…” His voice trailed off, as if saying it out loud would make it even more terrifying.

“Like what?” the boss pressed.

The man’s breath shook as he finally finished.

“It was like he could see our moves before we even made them.”

The boss remained silent, absorbing the information.

Then, after a long pause, he spoke again, his voice thick with skepticism.

“So, what you’re telling me,” he said slowly, “is that he’s untouchable?”

The two men hesitated for a moment, then, reluctantly, they nodded.

The boss exhaled sharply through his nose, a dark chuckle escaping his lips. He shook his head, his patience wearing thin.

“You expect me to believe that?” he scoffed. “That a nineteen-year-old brat is some kind of unstoppable fighter?”

The two men remained silent, afraid to say anything that might further provoke him.

The boss took another step forward, towering over them, his presence as suffocating as a noose tightening around their necks.

Before he could speak again, the second man, the one who had stayed silent until now, suddenly spoke up.

“Boss… there’s something else.”

His partner snapped his head toward him, his expression shifting into one of confusion.

“What else?”

The man hesitated, his lips slightly parted as if unsure whether to continue. But once the boss’s cold stare locked onto him, he had no choice but to speak.

“When we were fighting Liam…” He took a deep breath. “A girl came to his house.”

The boss raised an eyebrow, his interest barely piqued. “And?”

“We grabbed her,” the man admitted.

The first man’s eyes widened slightly. Why was he bringing this up now? What was the point?

But then the man continued, and suddenly, it all made sense.

“The moment we grabbed her,” he said, his voice steady now, “it was like something inside him snapped. His strength… it increased. He turned into a madman. That girl—she must be important to him. Maybe even his girlfriend.”

For the first time since the conversation started, the boss’s expression changed.

His eyes sharpened.

His fingers stopped tapping against his arm.

Slowly, he turned toward the man who had just spoken.

“And why are you telling me this?”

The man swallowed, but this time, he wasn’t as afraid.

“Because, boss…” He took another breath, steadying himself. “If we capture that girl again, we can use her against him.”

The room fell into a heavy silence.

The first man clenched his fists. He understood the strategy, but something about it unsettled him.

The other man, however, was gaining confidence in his plan.

“We take her,” he continued. “We lure him out. We lead him somewhere secluded. And this time…” His voice dropped to a deadly whisper. “We don’t fight him with fists. We finish him properly—with bullets.”

There was no way he could survive that.

The boss remained silent for a long moment, processing the plan. Then, a slow, sinister smile stretched across his lips.

“You two,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “For a bunch of useless idiots, you actually managed to have a decent idea.”

The two men exhaled in relief, though their fear still clung to them like a second skin.

The boss took a step back, stroking his thick beard as he mulled over the possibilities.

After several moments of contemplation, he finally spoke again.

“You’re lucky,” he said, his voice cold and final. “We were already making other plans.”

He took another step forward, his presence once again suffocating.

“Now,” he continued, his tone dropping into something even more dangerous. “Go. Execute the plan.”

The two men nodded rapidly, stepping back toward the door, ready to leave as quickly as possible.

But just as they turned around, the boss’s voice rang out one last time.

“And listen carefully,” he said, his words sharp as a knife. “If you fail again…” His gaze darkened, his lips curling into a cruel smirk. “Don’t bother coming back.”

The two men stiffened, their bodies locking in place for a brief moment before they quickly bowed their heads and scurried out of the room.

As the door shut behind them, the boss exhaled, his fingers running through his beard as he leaned against the desk.

A slow, amused chuckle escaped his lips.

“This will be interesting,” he muttered to himself, a glint of sadistic pleasure flashing in his eyes.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned back toward his bed, ready to resume where he had left off.

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