💲The Billionaire 🚬
😈Boys 🖤
Club 🔞
(Stuck with a billionaire)
GENRE: Brotherhood, secrets society, dark
romance, ki||ings, singer, dancers, target, rivalry,
hatred, lovemaking, pregnancy, betrayal, rape,
kidnapping, love triangle, jealousy, craziness,
black heart, s*x, and contract.
THEME: Stuck with a billionaire.
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Note: this is a dark romance!!
❤️🔥 EPISODES 5&6❤️🔥
🖤 THE WÍTÇH & A CRÍMÎNÀL🖤
“Washington!!!! Washington!!!!” With a single
kick Lorenzo’s father’s study door bust open, a
digger flew straight to his arm but he was quick
to duck and it stuck on the wall behind him.
That’s Mr. Washington Wolves for you.
“If your son don’t provide my kids I will unleash
chaos,” Lorenzo roared.
In the next minute, Lorenzo and his father were
waiting in the living room as Khalid descend the
stairs all Ç0çƙy and arrogant.
“Morning Dad, what’s this? Are we having a
meeting?” Khalid asked, looking around.
he was still in his night robe.
His gaze moved to Lorenzo and he watched his
brother with interest, even though Lorenzo was
fighting to keep his cool in check, Khalid could
tell that he was not okay, h*ll who would be?
His kids are missing.
He loves every reaction he was getting, the way
Lorenzo’s lips trembled, the panic look that
thr_@tened to overwhelm him, he smirked. This
is just the beginning, he will make sure to drain
him physically and emotionally. TWO CAN
PLAY THIS GAME.
“Where are my grandkids, Khalid?” Mr
Washington Wolves asked, his voice thick and
rough.
Khalid scoffed, staring at Lorenzo unblinking.
“How should I know, I’m not their bodyguard or
f-__-ker father,” Lorenzo lashed out unconcerned.
While glared h@ťěfully at Lorenzo.
“Why not go look for them? Or are you busy
looking for other people’s women to screw since
you can’t keep your Ďïčk under control,” Khalid
scowled at his brother.
Lorenzo clinched his fist tightly.
“I’m just a man Khalid….”
“Joseph was a man!!!” Khalid finally descended
the stairs, standing eight feet away from his
father and brother.
“You could have rejected her even though she
presented herself to you like an offering, but
what did you???” He yelled, pointing at his
brother as rage cascaded through him.
“You f-__-ked her, as if that wasn’t enough you
f-__-king got her pregnant….”
“It’s been three years Khalid,” Lorenzo fired back,
he has hard enough, he was tired of fighting for
peace, these were his kids and if Khalid don’t
provide them h*ll will break loose.
“Oh,” Khalid let out a chuckle.
“You thought with time I would let go? just
forget you ever betrayed me? Just act okay
while everything is not okay? Act cool and let
you move on with your life. You lie, Satan,”
Khalid moved closer
Both men engaged in a stare-down.
“Where are my kids,” it took Lorenzo all he had
to restrain himself from bursting out, the demon
in him was ready, hungry, test, and fully
prepared for anything.
“They would have been my kids….”
“Where the f-__-k are my kids!!!” Lorenzo yelled,
his eyes balls turning red.
“In heaven,” Khalid let out a chuckle, and before
he could know it Lorenzo launched at him,
sending an uppercut but Khalid ducked and his
fist met the air.
Khalid returned the punch and Lorenzo also
ducked and before you know it fight started.
Mr Washington Wolves Walked over to the
couch and sat down, he took out a cigarette
from his pocket lit it, and began smoking, his
gaze fixed on them as they battled it out. He
didn’t bother to interval.
“Mom!!! Mom!!! Mom!!” Kourtney rushed Into her
mother’s bedroom upstairs.
“Mom!! They are at it again, Renzo and Khalid,”
Kourtney placed both hands on her knees trying
to catch her breath.
“This morning? What happened?” Mrs.
Washington Wolves asked, she headed towards
the door and Kourtney was right behind her.
By the time they got downstairs, Khalid took off
the Home plasma hanging it above his head as
he positioned himself to throw it at his brother
“Khalid!!!” Mrs. Washington Wolves called out
his name in a panic.
Khalid didn’t budge, shifting closer a thud
landed on Lorenzo’s head, he staggered back
stares coming out of his eyes. Another thud
landed on his back and before he could react
another one landed on his back again, knocking
him to his knees.
Khalid landed another thud but Lorenzo
grasped it, he pulled forcefully and Khalid came
on to him then he delivered a devastating punch
which connected with Khalid’s jaw, knocking
him off his feet.
With a loud roar, Lorenzo rose then charged
toward his brother, Khalid rose to his feet also
and charged toward Lorenzo, and out of
nowhere Mrs. Washington Wolves stood in their
midsts.
“Mother move!!!” SATAN roared, wave after
wave of rage surged through him, thr_@tening to
overwhelm him, he needed to put his brother in
his place, to end this once and for all. He’s done
making peace.
“Go away Mom,” Khalid rasped, rage dripping
like every blood he was about to spill, after all,
rage was a lot more like a puddle until that
puddle turned into a river and that river into an
ocean, you find yourself sinking into it. sinking
deep and before you could know it, you have be
anchored at the bottom of the ocean created by
your own rage.
“K|!! me!!!” Mrs. Washington Wolves yelled,
staring from Lorenzo to Khalid.
“Both of you should k|!! me, come on boys do it!
What are you waiting for? I won’t fight back, I’m
too old for that,” she shouted, her eyes clouded
with tears as she shifted her gaze from one
person to another.
She stretched her hand and reached for
Lorenzo, he was close so she touched his
cheek. Caressing it gently while staring at him
with a look his rage couldn’t pass through no
matter how he forced himself.
He wanted to break his brother, to make him
pay, to tell him that he was Satan for a reason
but feeling his mother’s touch and the look of
hurt in her eyes, slowly his hand dropped, his
heartbeat began to return to normal then she
turned to Khalid and he quickly fleed from her.
The woman was so good at getting into their
head, he didn’t want that, he didn’t want anyone
to console him. He wanted nothing but to see
Lorenzo in emotional distress and he was
gonna achieve that.
“Khalid….”
“No way Mom, not now, not ever, not when I’m
still a Washington Wolves,” he spats, shifting
feature back away from her.
SOME MINUTES LATER ~A MANSION IN NEW
YORK
Kourtney stared at her reflection one more time
in the Mirror on the wall then a smile crossed
her cheeks.
She was beautiful, Vincent will notice her.
Walking into the room bursting with music and
crowded with people from shoulder to shoulder.
She stood alone in the midst of the crowd.
“Hey,” a girl called out to her.
“Kisha,” Kourtney called smiling brightly at her.
“You look good,” Kisha compliment
She took a drink from a waiter passing by then
handed it over to Kourtney.
“Have you Seen Vincent…..” She was still saying
when a strong hand grasped her arms from
behind startling her.
“Oh mine, you scared me,” she pressed a hand
to her chest.
“Scott,”
“It’s me beautiful,” he winked at her.
This was his chance, this party was his chance
to get her into bed and have his way with her, by
the time she woke up she wouldn’t remember a
thing, slowly he would break her.
“You’re beautiful,” he said naughtily and she
smiled.
“Have you seen Vincent?” She asked, showing
no interest in him.
A big frown appeared on his face but it was
quickly replaced with a smile.
“Of course, here,” he led the way, they got to a
room where Vincent was surrounded by girls.
“There is he, he’s busy so…”
“I wanna talk to him,” she cut him off.
f-__-k! Why does it have to be VIN? Why?
“I will let him know,” he walked in.
Kourtney stood nervously, picking on her nails
as she awaits his arrival.
“Hey, Kourtney baby girl,” Vincent called
drunkenly, he staggered towards her then
leaned on the wall for support.
“You’re drunk,”
“Nah, I’m fine, it’s just a drop,” He laughed.
Meanwhile, Scott stood not far from them,
watching as Vincent led her towards the back
door. He clenched his fist tightly, squeezing
hard.
He will break her, he must break her. She will
have a taste of what they have been dishing out
to other women.
AUDREY’S APARTMENT~TWO HOURS LATER
Audry is already dressed for the day, she sat on
the couch waiting for the time to reach the exact
minutes she’s supposed to leave for work which
is 3:00.
“Audrey,” Harrison called joining her.
glancing up from the coffee cup in her hand.
“I don’t think this is working, you’re too skinny
and we should break up,” he said emotionlessly.
“Okay,” she mumbled then took a long sip of her
coffee, both hands wrapped around the mug.
Harrison frowned deeply.
“Okay? What the f-__-k do you mean okay?” He
sat up, glaring confusedly at her.
She looked at him.
“You’re breaking up with me remember,” she
reminded him then took another sip of her
coffee.
“Yes, but you’re supposed to feel something,
you just sat there like nothing is happening,” he
shouted, with a bang in the chair handrest.
She glanced at him again.
“Have heard what you said, we are done if that’s
what you wanted to hear, so when are you
packing your things and moving out cos I need
to lock this house,” she replied, staring at him
unblinking.
His face fell with shock and disbelief then he
shifted uncomfortably on his chair.
“Today??”
“What do you expect? That we cuddle?” She
raised her brows.
Harrison roughed his hair, f-__-k it, he never
thought of an apartment, he can’t afford it.
In the next minute, Harrison stood outside with
his belongings and Audrey Carried Randy, she
took her keys from him then headed towards
the busy street.
“Bye Daddy,” Randy waved at him
“f-__-k!!! How can I forget this was her
apartment?” He asked himself.
“Babe, let’s talk about it,” Harrison shouted loud
enough for her to hear.
KHALID’S BEDROOM
“Khalid,” Mrs. Washington Wolves, pushed his
bedroom door open and stepped in.
Khalid glanced at her then dropped the vodka
bottle on the table in front of him.
“I know you’re hurting, but please take my
grandkids out of it….”
“Those kids are supposed to be mine!” He
snarled cutting her off.
She nodded then sat next to him, taking his
hand in hers as she gently caressed it.
“Where are they?” She asked
He rolled his eyes and looked away, Mrs.
Washington Wolves held his jaw then turned his
face to her.
“Where are my grandkids, Khalid?”
“I dunno,” He pushed his head back, avoiding
her gaze, she tilted his head to face her again.
“Look at me and say it,”
“Oh, mother why??” He whinnied in frustration.
“Where are they?”
“Fine, they are on a bus going to Iraq,” he replied
Her eyes widened in shock.
“Iraq???”
“What? I’m a nice guy for taking them there, It
would have been North Korea but I’m too nice,”
he rolled his eyes and scoffed.
He will still get them again but this time he will
move so his mother won’t come pleading, the
woman Is so clingy and she can make one
Change his mind so easily.
RESTAURANTS DOWNTOWN
Lorenzo watched the busy traffic and streams
of people passing by as he took the last sip of
his champagne. His mind wasn’t there, even
though his mother told him to go out and that
she would take care of everything he still wasn’t
satisfied.
H*ll, this was his kids, he tried again, over and
over to remember even if it’s just a blurred
vision but nothing. How did Emma end up in his
bedroom? Was he drunk? Why can’t he
remember even the tiniest thing that happened?
Why? Just why? He needed answers? If only he
will find answers…
His phone buzzed by the table where he kept it,
staring at the screen he jumped to his feet.
“Mom…..” He rushed towards the door.
“Sir, your bills,” a waiter said, rushing towards
him with a payment in his hand.
Lorenzo touched his trouser pocket, it was
empty, he checked his suit pocket and it was
also empty, where the f-__-k was his wallet? He
needed to get to his kids before they got moved
to Iraq.
“I don’t have any cash with me,” he said rushing
his words.
The waiter scoffed.
“Sir, I’m afraid you have to pay,” the guy said
with a straight face.
“I know, but I left my wallet at home so…”
“Sir, if you don’t sort your bills I’m calling
security,” the waiter cut him off.
“What’s happening?” Audrey appeared behind
them, both Lorenzo and The waiter turned to
her.
“He refused to pay…..”
“That’s not what happened, I can buy this whole
restaurant under five minutes,” He snapped,
cutting the waiter off.
The waiter glared at him, how broke of him to
boost when he had no money, he was surely
going to do the dishes.
“Oh, really? How come you can’t pay for your
d@mn drink?” The waiter fired back.
“I just told you …”
“I will pay, you can go, Sir,” Audrey said cutting
him off in her tiny voice.
He shot her a glare, f-__-k! He doesn’t even know
her, so why accept to pay?
“Excuse me miss, do I know you?” He asked
curiously.
“You don’t have to, just go or will you do the
dishes instead?” She asked with a shrug.
He squeezes his face. f-__-k, NO!
“Thank you,”
“Now you’ll have to sign here,” the waiter turned
to Audrey.
“Marcus, how much is it?” She asked, taking a
last glance at the door then she looked at him.
“I will put it in a way you won’t collapse, he
drank Don Perignon 1998….”
“What!!!” Audrey let out a loud horrific scream
that nearly got him deaf.
“He drank what?” She couldn’t believe it, the
man had drunk her 8 months’ salary in just five
minutes.
“Just sign her….”
“I need to find him,” she said, running outside.
Marcus scoffed, whenever she comes back she
will sign it.
Khalid alighted from his car then smirked, one
of his men had told him that they saw Lorenzo
around the area so he came to make trouble.
“You, Mr. You have to come and pay your bills,”
Audrey said
Khalid narrowed his gaze at her.
“Excuse me, do I know you?” He asked
confused, what the f-__-k was she talking about.
She frowned at him.
“Or really? You don’t know me? So, now you
don’t know who I am?” She asked, her voice
effusive.
Khalid stepped aside.
“Is this how you people do here? Who the f-__-k
are you….”
“Will you pay your bills now that I’m still being
nice?” She asked, hands on her waist.
His eyes widened, Lorenzo, that’s bástàrd must
have drank and not pay for it, but that was on
like him, that not his business anyway.
He took a step back to his car and she grabbed
him by his trouser, Khalid made to release her
hold on him but she held tight.
“I might be skinny but I’m not crazy…”
“You’re crazy, a skinny crazy w*tch, let me go!!”
he shouted frustratedly
“Pay your bills,”
“It’s not me skinny w*tch,” he yelled, roughing
his hair in frustration, can’t she just see the
difference? They are two different people.
“It’s your ghost crîmînâl, you think changing
your dress will also change your face?”
“Skinny wîtch…”
“Crîmînàl….”
TBC 😁😀😍💖
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