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Dare To Kiss The Heartless Billionaire

Dare To Kiss The Heartless Billionaire

Prince Of Hell

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Power. It's everything that I ever wanted. And it's everything that I am. I live in the world of dark glamour. Lies, deceptions and endless betrayals made me the monster that I am now. The world revolves in a snap of my finger. I control everything that money can buy. I make the lives of those who wronged me a living hell. I have no mercy. I torture. I kill. I'm a villain. And I will never be a hero. My name is Jandrix. And I am the ultimate PRINCE OF HELL. [ 2 Alyssa ] ------------------------------- Love. It's the only thing that matters to me. I am loved. I am treasured. The day I met him was the most fateful day of my life. He's a strike of nature. A supernatural perfection. He's so glorious, like an angel descended from heavens. But he has a secret. A secret so dark, I know nothing about until it's too late. I want to escape. I want to loathe him. But what can I do? Like I said it's already too late. I'm a moth to a flame. He's dark. He's evil. He's deadly. And he's my OBSESSION. My name is Alyssa. And I dare to kiss the heartless Billionaire .

Chapter 1 1

"Boss.. We've found you the traitor."

Those were Jan's words from the other line; he was one of Jandrix's trusted men. Jandrix let out a deep sigh upon hearing this. He wasn't sure whether to be pleased that another traitor would be removed from the group, or saddened because another offense would be added to his list of sins. He chuckled at the thought, unsure if there was even room for more misdeeds on his growing list.

"X, baby, where are you going?" came the voice of the naked woman beside him. The woman was Megan Monroe, one of the hottest international celebrities in Hollywood. He had met her in one of his underground casinos. She smiled at him, he slept with her. That was the purpose of women for him, to give him pleasure. After his desire was sated, it was lucky if he even acknowledged them. And Megan Monroe, no matter how wealthy, famous, and goddess-like she was, he was discarding her like a hot potato. He was done with her. He had explored every inch of her body.

"I'm leaving. I'm sure you know how to find your way out, baby.." Jandrix replied as he buttoned up his clothes. His eyes roamed over the alluring body of the superstar. He hadn't been mistaken; she was wild in bed, and she had a tongue and mouth that worked perfectly with his desires. He bit his lip as he recalled the sensation. But no, his desires were no longer responding. He was absolutely finished with her. A woman could only ignite his passion once, and once it was over, he had to find another.

"Oh, you're kidding me darling, you're so cute.." Megan replied with a grin, touching her own breast in an attempt to entice him.

"I'm not kidding. I have never been cute my entire life....I'm dangerous." He grinned, but there was a fierceness in his eyes.

Megan was rendered speechless. She clenched her hand and shakily reached for the blanket to cover herself.

"As soon as I'm out, you have an hour to leave this place. Otherwise, I'm afraid we'll have to announce tomorrow that we had a suicide case here...." he leaned to Megan and breathed into her ear. ".. in the name of Megan Monroe."

The woman was wearing a very deep red lipstick, yet her paleness and fear were still very evident.

Jandrix's men found the traitor in his group in a cheap bar in New York. Many young people were present, and Jan even informed him that the teenagers had to force the traitor into the place. It was a soul-wrenching sight. It felt satisfying to eliminate people like them; it lessened the sins. He arrived with a few personal bodyguards. He never left his house without his entourage. With his business and the kind of person he was, there were not just a thousand people who harbored resentment towards him, wanting to take him down, but even more. Of course, he was completely capable of protecting himself, he just probably didn't want to break a sweat, especially with the numerous legal and illegal ventures he was involved in.

He entered a private room in that disco bar. He found the traitor bound, with his face and body covered in blood from the relentless beating inflicted by his men. He could guess who had done the most damage among his men... it was Ares. He was the most brutal of them all.

"Boss," Ares spoke. Jandrix nodded. He placed his shoe on Sawyer's neck, who lay sprawled on the ground. "Mr. Sawyer, I thought we had a very good relationship. I can't help but wonder why you betrayed me all of a sudden," he emphasized by pressing his shoe on Sawyer's neck.

"Doc.. Boss...??" Mr. Sawyer's eyes widened as they locked onto Jandrix's face. It was the first time he had seen his face. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I have been very loyal to you for the past four years, I didn't intend to betray you. I was just caught in the middle. Senator Allen Ford threatened to kill my whole family if I don't cooperate--"

His words were cut off as Jandrix applied more pressure on his neck. Senator Allen Ford, the senator he despised, who did nothing but hunt down all his illegal gambling operations across America. Recently, the FBI had raided one of his wealthy clients who was fond of purchasing stolen jewelry at auctions. The English government had recognized a necklace he bought in a black market auction, for reasons unknown. Now, the traitor was in front of him. And he had plenty of ideas on how to kill him.

"Sorry? I lost a very good client because of you. I don't accept sorry, Mr. Sawyer. I know nothing about it. I do punishment. I do torture," he motioned to Ares. Ares knew exactly what was appropriate for someone as talkative as Sawyer, so he handed him a sharp knife.

Two of his men held the traitor's head and exposed his tongue. He cut the man's tongue without hesitation. That's how ruthless Jandrix Alexis DiMarco was. He didn't just kill people who opposed him; he tortured them until they begged for death.

He wiped his hands with a white handkerchief. "Ares, take good care of Mr. Sawyer. I bet he needed medication, he accidentally cut his tongue." The opposite of what he meant. Ares understood that well. He turned to Jan. "What I'm asking you. What's the latest on Allen Ford's profile?" he said in Russian.

they walked out of the room leaving the soon-to-be dead meat traitor with Ares and the rest of his group. "I have hacked the hidden files of international security but I have not found anything about Senator Ford's personal life. he's too smart, what he released in the media that he's single, has no children and no family, that's all that's written on his profile." Jan answered in Russian as well.

"God damn it!" Jandrix snapped. That Senator cannot be without weaknesses. He owes her too much, she won't let him go unrequited. He won't kill her, what he wants to do is destroy her brain. He knows that this senator is straight, there are no illegal activities. But it is also not hidden from his knowledge that Ford's intestines are also obstructed. it also kills people, civilians, for the sake of the security of the majority.

Because Jandrix's syndicate group was too big in America, the senator was obviously threatened. So it does everything, to bring him down. Jandrix just laughed. even though the Senator is twice his age, he is three times smarter than him. He will find a way to torture Ford.

He didn't want to attract a lot of attention so Jandrix was forced to walk through the middle of the dancing young people at the bar. he just didn't expect a woman with long black hair to fall on his shoulder. It smelled like alcohol, and it was obvious that he couldn't control himself.

His personal bodyguard was about to pull him but he stopped him. for some reason the woman smells so fuckin good, he can feel his pants tightening just by the scent of her.

"Miss.." he said.

"Uhmm.." shit the woman moaned which made her situation even worse. Her breast brushed on his chest, while her hair was on his mouth. when the woman looked up at him, his system went off. Fuck.

She's a fuckin goddess.

Her eyes saw perfect eyes, a sharp nose and mouth-watering lips. right there and then he wanted to flip her and fucked her from behind real hard she would scream all the names of the sex goddesses in history.

"Uhm.." the woman also stared at him. But it's unlikely that his eyes can see her properly because they are so drunk. "You smell good. You're also handsome.." she grabbed his jaw, before she fingers reached his lips he stopped her. because he might not be able to stop when that happens. He's not so fond of public sex anyway. he's Filipino? he spoke Tagalog. She thought it was also American, only with black hair. " I'm sad. And alone....care to dance with me honey? Please.. Make me happy even just for tonight.."

a meaningful grin appeared on Jandrix's lips. He grabbed the woman's waist and firmly pressed her soft body to his body and to the prostrate manhood. "Make you happy? Well, you came to the right person.."

They started to dance, sensually. the kind of dance only horny couple would do. His hands were all over the strange woman's body. He knew what he was doing was dangerous, so he made sure he could get his hands on everything on her body that could be used for weapons. even though he is hypnotized by the beauty of this woman, he can't let his guard down.

It's clean. There are no weapons on the body. Except for the addictive shape of the body that makes him lose his sanity.

"Let me kiss you, baby.." he said. At the same time he claimed her lips. his suspicions were right, her lips were as delicious as his looks. Delirious, intoxicating. He buried his own tongue in her sweet lips. She was wearing a tight fitting dark red dress. He loosened her zip at the back so he could cup her creamy breast. She moaned in pleasure.

no one's watching. Everybody was doing their own thing in the dancefloor. So I did mine too.

"Are you enjoying it, does it feel good?" he whispered in the woman's ear.

When he nodded, he didn't think twice. he lifted the hem of her skirt and put his hand under the woman's panties.

"Fuck. You're making me crazy, you're shitty wet already!" He was blushing from the urge to take the pet out and insert it into his slippery hole. "God damn it, you're so tight, I know you're no longer a virgin, but I'd like to think that you still are.."

"I am..." the woman whispered in between their kisses.

"Let's get the shit out of here, I wanna fuck this tight little hole so badly now darling..." he said while letting his finger slide in and out of her wet sex.

"It's not possible.." Jandrix replied to his disappointment. His jaw tightened and the woman's hair was tangled.

"You can't just arouse a man and say no after...you're coming with me. Or I'll kill you..."

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