Chapter 54: Mama Breezy Folds

Damian continued training his demonic force control throughout the entire day. Whenever he exhausted his demonic force, Ruby would give him a blow job to help rejuvenate his energy, and once he recovered he was forced to continue again. By midnight, they made a quick stop at Mama Breezy’s home, manipulating her dream so she would witness a fabricated gang war that was supposedly going to happen soon. They also made the angel repeat the same vision again to reinforce the illusion.

From the perspective of a sideline observer, Ruby had slowly become a full participant in everything Damian did. This change drastically improved her relationship with him, especially since it allowed them to spend far more time together.

Sunday passed quickly, and a new week began, marking the start of the second week within the one month timeline before the preliminary hearings. A lot could still happen within that time, so Damian remained calm and vigilant.

At work, he had to rotate between Hazel and Racheal accompanying him. They remained invisible the entire time and stayed by his side wherever he went. Even during his sexual escapades with Clara, they were still there watching. But once Clara left the room, Damian always had to satisfy whichever one had been watching.

Even so, none of this changed his overall plan. Damian remained committed to slowly grooming Mama Breezy through constant visions every night.

This effort finally paid off on Friday.

Damian sat in his chair with his head thrown back and his eyes tightly shut while Racheal’s head moved up and down beneath his desk, drawing low moans from his throat.

Knock! Knock!

“Errm, Sir. You have a visitor.” Clara’s voice came from the other side of the door, causing Damian’s eyes to slowly open.

“Do you want to stop now?” he asked Racheal, who held his cock like a lollipop in her hand.

She quietly shook her head and slipped further under the desk, dragging Damian’s chair slightly as she hid herself properly beneath it. Only after she was safely concealed did she continue licking his cock again.

“Come in,” Damian called out calmly.

Clank!

The door slowly swung open, and a cruel smile tugged at the edges of Damian’s lips when he saw Mama Breezy walk in with a confused Clara trailing behind her.

Because of Breezy’s involvement in the case, Clara had come across this old woman’s face several times while digging up information about him. She knew exactly who the woman was, which was why she was confused.

Why was his mother here?

“Please sit.”

Damian gestured toward the seat opposite his desk, and the woman silently nodded before taking the chair.

“How can I help you?” he asked with a straight face, though inside he wore a vicious smile.

The woman hesitated slightly, as if she were still considering her decision. However, a few seconds later her eyes flashed with determination.

“I’m here to testify against my son in the ongoing murder case!”

Her words left Clara completely tongue tied. But when she looked at Damian, she noticed he was not surprised at all. In fact, he looked almost amused.

’Does he have something to do with this?’ she could not help thinking as her mind drifted back to that meeting with Twenty.

The person who could make judges change their decisions. She had always been curious about who that person was and how he planned to do such things.

An hour later, Clara escorted Mama Breezy out of the room, leaving Damian behind as he watched their figures disappear behind the slowly closing door.

“So this is what you have been doing all this while with Ruby?”

Racheal’s figure reshaped beside him. At the corner of her lips lingered a loose trail of Damian’s semen. She casually wiped it away with her tongue and swallowed with a satisfied smile.

“Yup,” Damian answered absentmindedly.

He was already packing his things to make a quick visit to Twenty’s place. He had promised some good news before collecting the money on Saturday. Honestly, making Mama Breezy succumb to his constant psychological pressure had been far more difficult than he originally expected.

Clara soon returned with countless questions swirling in her mind, though it frustrated her because she knew she would not receive any answers. Together, they left the firm and headed to Twenty’s home to celebrate the development.

“You mean you got someone who is willing to testify in my favour?!” Twenty blurted out in shock.

Since his meeting with the mysterious man, he had been desperately waiting for the good news that had been promised. In fact, he woke up that morning feeling anxious. The news had arrived just before he was ready to lose hope in Damian’s number.

“Not really testifying in your favor. It is more like testifying against Breezy, which in turn will invalidate his testimonies.”

Twenty froze in place, both stunned and excited. Breezy’s accusations had been hanging over his head for the past week. Even in his sleep he could see the rat snitching to the feds.

“Is this someone I know?”

Clara nodded and said, “Mama Breezy.”

Buzz!

Twenty shuddered and threw a questioning glance at Damian for confirmation. Damian simply nodded before adding calmly, “She will be identifying her son as Lil Vex’s murderer. Then I will support that testimony with the forensics they present by linking Breezy’s weapon to the murder weapon. We can easily claim the bullet that killed Lil Vex was a 9mm round manufactured by the same brand and model of ammunition found in Breezy’s possession.” Damian explained his plan before finishing with a faint smile. “By the time this is over, the case will probably become one of the most chaotic murder trials in American history.”

Silence filled the room.

Twenty stared at Damian as if he had just seen a ghost. If Clara had not been standing there as confused as he was, confirming what Damian was saying, he would never have believed it.

This pretty looking white boy had some extremely dangerous people backing him.

The night he met that strange man, he had already been shocked by everything he witnessed and wondered if he was imagining things. But now it was clear that the person behind Damian was not normal.

“How did that man do it?!”

Twenty’s words confirmed the suspicion in Clara’s heart, and both of them turned their questioning gazes toward Damian. They desperately wanted to know how someone could convince a mother to testify against her own child and send him to prison. Yet even under their intense stares, Damian simply shrugged.

“Honestly, I don’t know. All I know is that all things are possible with that man, as long as you can pay the right price.”

He chuckled softly before placing a cigarette in his mouth and lighting it.

By Saturday midnight, he would be a million dollar richer. That was far more interesting to him than sharing any personal secrets.

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