Chapter 72: Chapter 72

MALAYINA

June 02 2018

I lay on my back, staring up at the ceiling as I claw at the bedding beneath my hands.  My nostrils flare as I breathe heavily, trying to keep my tongue pressed against the roof of my mouth.

As Mr Diamandis lets out a boisterous laugh, his whole body trembles above me and he shakes the bed at the same time. He glances down at me with his cat green eyes full of danger and amusement crosses his face.

He twists his neck, looking back at Amar.

"I'm going to pop her cherry first, then I'm going to watch my men fuck her before I shoot your fucking brains out and fly back home to Greece." He moves the gun he has pressed against my temple, sliding it down my body, between my breasts and torso until he points it at my vagina.

"I always wondered what your whore of a mother tasted like." He cackles venomously. "Doesn't matter now that I finally have my hands-on you."

"You'll regret this old man!" Amar spits out with distaste.

Mr Diamandis laughs with his eyes squeezed shut and when he opens them. He removes the gun pointed at my vagina and pops the barrel end of the gun in his mouth. He sucks on it as he slowly removes it from between his lips, his focus entirely on Amars as he lets out an erotic growl.

Licking his lips, "She tastes divine. Like... fresh candy floss."

I let his words wash over me, adding fuel to the raging fire that burns deep within my soul. I know my mother wouldn't touch him with a barge pole.

Though his words can not hurt me, it's the fun little fact that he believes he is untouchable that keeps me paralysed beneath him with ripening anticipation

He inserts his gun into the top draw of the bedside table and slides it shut, leaving it partially exposed.

"I want you on top." Wrapping his arms around me, he rolls us over.

I look down at him, resting my hands on his chest as I get comfortable straddling him. He bucks his hips, grinding his hard cock against my sex and I clench my teeth around the blade in my mouth.

The blade cuts into my tongue and I taste blood as it lightly coats the inside of my mouth. "Please.." I croak out, incoherently trying to remember my role.

"Shhh, darling. I'll take good care of you. You just lose yourself in the drugs you've been pumped with and I'll take care of the rest." His hands cup my ass cheeks, kneading them with his rough fingers.

"You like that?" He asks in a husky tone.

'No you filthy piece of shit!!' My inner Goddess hisses.

I lazily nod my head, running my fingers through my hair as I tilt my head back. I count the spots of mould on the ceiling, trying to decide when the right moment is to make move.

He moves his hands up my body, over my breasts and pulls my bra down, putting my breasts on full display.

(Little one...) "Mikros.." Amar growls roughly.

He is chastising me not to prolong this minor saga.

His thick accent sends a volt of spasms coursing through my body and as the cool air fans across my exposed breasts, my nipples harden.

"So pink and perky...."

Mr Diamandis sits up, rubbing his face in between my breasts and takes one of my nipples in his mouth. I unintentionally let out a faint sigh as my traitorous body surrenders to his assault on my nipple.

I run my hands over his head, crushing him to me as my eyes flutter back. I grind against him, letting him speculate that I am at his mercy.

Opening my mouth, I take out the blade and hold it between my thumb and index finger.

'Please... So, good.." I mutter, lowering my hand to his neck and gliding the razor across the flesh of his throat.

(What the hell) "Ti sto diáolo!" He roars, pushing me off of him and I land on the floor with a loud thud.

"Fucking bitch!!" He cries out with his hands wrapped around his neck.

His hands are stained with blood, oozing onto the white crisp sheets, and he begins gurgling. I raise my hand and remove his gun from the top draw.

I stand up, aiming the gun at his head with my hands shaking fiercely.

My finger is pushed against the trigger as I shake my head, and tears begin to cloud my eyes.

"Amar..."I call him in a trembling voice. "I need you, please..." I beg.

No matter how hard I try, my finger will not press the trigger. I can feel myself progressively becoming anxious, for no apparent reason.

This is the pivotal moment I have been anticipating. I dreamed that Mr Diamandis would explore my eyes one final time before I executed him.

"Leave us if you desire to keep your fucking eyes!" Amar bellows out as he rises to his feet.

The two men posing as Mr Diamandis's security guards swiftly turn around and exit the room, closely followed by Vanko.

Amar stands behind me, the heat of his body encases me and he slips his jacket over my shoulders. "I'm here," he says softly as he covers my hands with his. "Together, we'll do this together."

I nod my head and my eyes collide with Mr Diamandis who stares back at me with wide bloodshot eyes. "That was for robbing me of a life I was entitled to," I snap at him as I find confidence in Amars embrace. "And this is for my mother. If I could kill you twice, I would, in honour of my father and that still wouldn't be enough."

Amar cocks the gun, (You lose old man!) "Cháneis géro!"

BANG! BANG!

Mr Diamandis groans out loud, making a gurgling sound, blood continues to ooze from his cut, and now pools around his kneecap and abdomen.

Buts it's not over, not yet.

Amar cocks the gun again,

BANG!!

The bullet strikes the left side of Mr Diamandis's chest.

Penetrating his heart.

I watch as his mouth falls open in a silent scream, blood covers the bed and he convulses for a second or two before his body goes limp.

Death lingers in the air and the horrid copper smell of blood assaults my senses.

I continue to glare into his eyes that remain wide open with lifeless fear.

Amar lowers our hands, removing the gun from my grasp and he waits for Vanko to re-enter the room, passing him the murder weapon to dispose of.

I feel Amar turn away from me and I turn to face him, wrapping my hand around his arm.

When he comes to a halt and looks down at my hand, "What now?" I ask.

"You are free to leave," he says as he elevates his gaze to mine, staring me directly in the eyes.