Chapter 316: NEVER WILL
Viper quickly woke up from his imagination when he heard a horn from a car parked beside him. He glared at the entrance where Ethan and Erika had just walked into and released a sigh.
Sooner than later, he saw an airplane departing from the port and could only wonder how long he had been in his imaginary world to murder Ethan in cold blood just like Adrian wanted to as well.
Sighing even harder before banging the steering wheel hard, venting his whole anger on it, he placed his hand on his forehead before the third sigh.
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Viper parked his car in front of the hideout and wandered inside the house. As always, he found Adrain inside the living room watching his daily business news. He avoided him so that the latter wouldn’t jump on him with questions of when they should attack and when they shouldn’t the Andersons.
Viper took the stairs, ready to go to his room when he heard moans coming from Felicia’s room. He looked down at Adrian and found him too engrossed to even hear him walk inside and talk more of hearing the moans in the room.
Getting closer to the door, Viper heard the slapping of soft flesh and he didn’t need a second guess anymore to understand what was happening.
Abruptly, he kicked the door open with his feet and glared at the couple inside.
Felicia was in a doggy position, bending her back so well that her private folds were very visible while Mamba’s cock fucked her as sweat glistened on each of their bodies.
Anger filled Viper’s entire body as he glared at one of his men in disappointment and at Felicia in disgust.
Quickly, Felicia took a blanket and quickly covered herself up even though she had no more shame to cover up.
"Boss, it’s not what you think," Mamba apologized as he pulled up his trousers to his waist. "Felicia seduced me and that’s why this happened."
"Get out," Viper ordered, feeling his blood boil at the scene he’d just witnessed a minute ago. He wasn’t mad that Mamba was fucking Felicia since he didn’t have any feelings for the slut but they were doing it in his house. Felicia is a whore that should be slept in a brothel and not in his house.
Mamba didn’t argue with Viper and quickly ran away from there. He had a feeling that if he did persist, he could end up with a bullet in his head.
"And as for you," Viper pointed at Felicia who had the guts to smile at him even in this situation.
Felicia gathered enough courage and pulled the blanket off her body before widening her legs to expose her folds that glistened with her cum.
"Mamba wasn’t able to finish off but I’m very ready for you to slip yours inside me. I promise you that I’m very tight so you have nothing to worry about," she spoke like the slut she was, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips all over before winking at him as a finale.
Out of anger, viper brought out his gun, ready to shoot her right there but a hand quickly stopped him.
Viper glared at Adrian who dared to stop his actions.
"Please control your anger boss," Adrain pleaded. He’d been downstairs, watching the news peacefully when he saw Mamba running away with his shirt in his hand and his trousers unzipped so he quickly came up to see what was happening. "We still need her in our mission boss. I beg of you," he pleaded harder. "If you get rid of her now, who will we have as a replacement when we kidnap Erika later on?"
Adrian yanked his hand out of Adrian’s grip and glared down at him. "There are many women out there and I’m sure that we can ask one of them to have cosmetic surgery to look like Erika," said Viper.
"But we need someone who knows Erika and a few incidents. We can’t simply trust anyone. We still need Felicia," Adrain pleaded. He didn’t want his chances to be with Erika again to be wasted because of his sluttly ex-wife who still has her legs spread shamelessly. When Adrain made eye contact with her, she winked at him and performed the same action she’d done to Viper earlier.
Viper wanted to kill Felicia. Felicia could see that in his eyes and face and his actions also spelled out that word. Deep inside, she was afraid he would but she masked it perfectly and wished that Adrian was able to change his mind.
"Get your ex-wife in control, Adrain. This will be the last time that I will be giving you this warning again. If she ever does anything to annoy me again, I’m telling you, she will be replaced and her body will be 6 feet under us," viper threatened before putting the gun back into his trousers and left. The scent of sex still lingered in the room and it disgusted him to the core.
"Thank you, boss," Adrain appreciated Viper’s actions. He turned to glare at Felicia who said,
"You need me, Adrain Hart. Wow," she acted surprised while playing with her legs—closing and opening them again as if she was teasing him but unfortunately for her, Adrain didn’t have a single urge or desire to fuck her again. "You told me the other day that you would kill me and now that Viper wanted to do it for you, you are stopping him," she added with a grin.
"Shut up!" Adrain snapped at her. "When you will you will have even a single shame. Think about your son before you start doing all these things. Do you want him to think that his mother is a whore even though you already are?" He asked her. "Can’t you change your slutty attitude for our son for goodness sake?"
Felicia stared at him and scoffed. "Our son doesn’t need to know anything about this. Also, as for changing, I don’t think I ever will."
