Chapter 544: Daughter’s Pregnancy?
Chapter 544: Daughter’s Pregnancy?
My hand shot out, slamming against the table with a deafening crack. "Enough," I growled, my voice a whip.
"You lost, Elyas. You failed as a husband. You failed as a father. And now? You’ve failed as a man." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "You’re nothing now. Less than nothing."
His chains rattled as he jerked against them, his face red with rage. "I’ll kill you!"
I smirked. "You can’t even wipe your own ass, Elyas." My gaze flicked to his shackled wrists. "But go ahead. Dream about it. It’s all you’ve got left."
Julie’s fingers dug into my arm, her voice a whisper. "Jack..."
I turned to her, my expression softening just for her. "Yes, Julie?"
She swallowed hard, her eyes flicking to Elyas before meeting mine. "Can we... can we go now?"
I nodded, my hand sliding down to grip her ass possessively. "Of course." I turned back to Elyas, my voice a blade.
"Enjoy your new home, Elyas. I hear the food is terrible." My smile was a promise. "And the company? Even worse."
Elyas’s lips peeled back in a snarl. "I’ll haunt you!"
I laughed, the sound cold and final. "You can try." My gaze cut to the one-way mirror, where I knew the guards were watching. "But you’ll be forgotten long before that happens."
Julie tugged on my arm, her voice urgent. "Jack, please..."
I nodded, my hand sliding to the small of her back as I guided her toward the door. "Let’s go, Julie." My voice was a dark caress. "You’ve seen enough of this waste of space."
As we turned to leave, Elyas’s voice tore through the air, raw and desperate, his chains rattling like the death rattle of a dying man.
"Julie! You can’t leave me here! I love you!" His voice cracked, his face contorted in agony, sweat beading on his forehead as he strained against the shackles.
Julie paused, her body tensing, but I kept her moving, my grip on her hip unrelenting. My lips brushed her ear, my voice a dark, velvety growl.
"Ignore him." Then I turned back to Elyas, my smile slow, cruel, and triumphant.
"Oh, Elyas..." I purred, my voice dripping with mock sympathy. "I almost forgot." I stepped closer, my eyes locking onto his with predatory delight. "Your daughter’s pussy is very moist just like her mother."
His face went ashen, his body jerking against the chains as if electrocuted. "W-what—?"
I chuckled, the sound cold and knowing. "Oh, didn’t Julie tell you?" My fingers tapped against the metal table, each knock like a hammer blow to his psyche.
"Hannah’s been such a good girl for me. So eager. So willing." I leaned in, my voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "She begged for my cock, Elyas. Moaned my name while I fucked her raw."
Elyas’s face twisted in horror, his stomach heaving. "You lying bastard—!"
"Lying?" I laughed, my smile razor-sharp. "Ask Julie." I turned to her, my hand sliding up to grip her throat, my thumb brushing her pulse point. "Tell him, Julie. Tell him how Hannah spread her legs for me. How she screamed when I came inside her."
Julie’s breath hitched, her eyes darkening, but she didn’t pull away. "Y-yes," she whispered, her voice trembling but her gaze steady. "She wanted you, Jack. She needed you."
Elyas’s body convulsed, his chains clanking as he jerked against them. "No—! You monster—!"
I smirked, my voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "Oh, Elyas." I stepped closer, my eyes burning into his. "I’m not the monster here." My fingers tapped the table again. "You are." I leaned in, my voice a blade. "But here’s the best part..." I paused, letting the silence hang like a noose. "She might already be carrying my child."
Elyas’s face contorted in agony, his body lurching forward as if trying to escape his shackles. "Aaaaaaaaaaa—!" His voice broke into a guttural scream, his stomach heaving as he vomited onto the floor, his body shaking with violent convulsions.
"Don’t—! Stop!" He gagged, his eyes watering, his face slick with sweat and bile. "I’ll kill you! I’ll fucking tear you apart—!"
I laughed, the sound cold and mocking. "You can’t even wipe your own ass, Elyas." My gaze flicked to his shackled wrists. "But go ahead. Dream about it." I stepped back, my smile a knife.
"Enjoy rotting in here, knowing your daughter is mine now. That your bloodline will belong to me." My voice dropped to a whisper. "And Julie?" I pulled her closer, my hand sliding down to grip her ass. "She’s mine too. Body and soul."
Elyas’s screams turned hoarse, his body slumping forward, defeated, broken. "Julie... please..." His voice was a ragged whisper, his eyes pleading.
Julie didn’t look back. She leaned into me, her voice a whisper. "Let’s go, my husband....."
The door slammed shut behind us, cutting off Elyas’s broken sobs, his choking curses, the sound of a man completely shattered.
Julie exhaled shakily, her body pressing into mine, her voice barely audible.
"He’s gone."
I pulled her close, my lips brushing her ear, my hand sliding down to grip her ass possessively.
"Forever." My voice was a dark promise, my tone dripping with satisfaction. "And now?" I nipped her earlobe, my cock hardening at the memory of Elyas’s breakdown. "Now you’re completely mine."
Julie’s body trembled, her fingers clutching at my shirt, her voice a breathless whisper.
"Yes..." Her eyes met mine, dark and hungry. "I’m yours."
I smirked, my hand sliding up to grip her throat, my thumb brushing her pulse point, feeling it race beneath my touch.
"Good girl." My voice was a growl, my lips capturing hers in a bruising kiss, my tongue forcing its way into her mouth, claiming her right there in the hallway, not caring who might see.
When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, her eyes glazed, her body pliant against mine.
I pulled her close, my lips brushing her ear. "Forever." My hand slid down to grip her ass, possessively. "Now let’s go, Julie." My voice was a dark promise. "And celebrate your freedom."
She looked up at me, her eyes dark with desire. "Yes," she whispered. "Let’s go."
As we walked away, I knew one thing for certain:
Elyas was broken.
And Julie?
She was finally mine.