Craved By Lust (Sinful Seven #1)

Frank

I slide my phone into my pocket already missing her.

“Fr—”

“Shut the fuck up and follow me,” I growl pissed at his bitch’s audacity.

“Yes sir,” she bows her head, following behind me and as the other bitches I’ve fucked watch in tandem, head bowed and looking away. Fuck! I should have known one of them would step out of line, but to think they would be so fucking bold about it.

I enter my brother Pierce’s office and the moment he sees me and the whore behind me, he sighs, stands, and leaves, not bothering to say a word as he locks the door behind him.

Without hesitation, I turn to the cunt before me, unbutton, and unzip my jeans, pulling out my flaccid dick crusted with my baby’s dried cum. I didn’t wash it this morning because I was going to put water on it to re-cream it and use it to beat my dick while Jessica is in class and practice. But this works too.

“Come here,” I beckon her, and her eyes light up. However, when she gets close enough, I grab the bitch by her ponytail and yank her to her knees with a scream. “Smell it,” I growl as her face goes red with desire and she places her nose near my dick, sniffing. “Do you smell the pussy that’s marinating on this dick?” I ask her and she nods as I slap the fuck out of her, making her whimper and shake. “Don’t make me repeat myself,” I warn.

“Y-yes sir.”

“Now proceed to reciting whomst this dick fully belongs to.” I raise a brow, tightening my grip and she whines.

“J-Jessica Hurts,” she sniffles, tears spilling from her eyes.

“Again, but this time in full sentences, bitch. You’re an English Major, be clever,” I snort remembering her. Even if I wanted to forget all the faces I fucked, I couldn’t because my memory is top fucking tier. I don’t forget shit.

“Th-the dick before me, now w-w-wetted with Jessica Hu?—”

“Don’t you mean the beautiful Jessica Hurts?” I snap her head back and she cries.

“Y-yes! Th-the dick before me now w-w-wetted with the prepossessing Jessica Hurts’ cum now and w-will forever belong t-to her,” she finishes and I nod.

“Prepossessing… yeah, I like that.” I fling her across the room, and she scampers off as I place my dick back into my jeans, frowning when a bit of the cum falls off. I ought to go kill that bitch.

When my brother walks back in, he looks over the room with wide eyes.

“Whoa… it’s still clean and doesn’t smell like sex.” He nods impressed, and I snort.

“That’s because I didn’t fuck her.”

“You expect me to believe that?” He cocks his head, going to sit behind his desk.

“You can believe whatever you want. It doesn’t change the fact that I didn’t fuck her,” I tell him and lean against the desk.

“That’s new, but Saint, Genesis, and Gannon did tell us that you’ve got a woman you’re serious about,” he smirks, sitting back.

“Yep, she’s turned me into a new man,” I tell him seriously.

“Uh huh, so when will the rest of us get to meet this purple cow? I’m rather intrigued.”

“I don’t know, but soon,” I shrug.

“Good. I look forward to it.”

“Whatever,” I ignore him and make my way to the exit.

“You’re sure being overprotective of her,” he frowns.

“Yeah, my baby is my everything,” I state the obvious as I pull out my phone, scheduling her a ride to our place after practice just as I see Dustin sent me the link to the place we’re supposed to meet up to discuss me possibly working at their new club. “Anyway, if you make contact with her before I give the okay, I’ll kill you,” I growl and he holds his hands up.

“Testy, testy, little bro. I won’t. Scout’s honor,” he smiles, though I don’t believe a damn thing he’s saying.

“Whatever. You’ve been warned,” I glare, leaving the office and heading to this meeting, body feeling suddenly sluggish. Shit… I miss Jessica.

Parking, I step out of the car and take off my shades, raising a brow. What the fuck kind of location is this?

I survey the secluded area full of trees, debris, and secluded as fuck… this is supposed to be a luxury playhouse? .

It looks like a hideout, but I wouldn’t say this is a place meant for business… especially not customers who are loaded with money, even if it might look nice in the inside.

Snorting unimpressed, I walk over to the entrance where instead of there being two big bouncers like at the club, there’s a tiny white girl who looks no older that eighteen wearing overalls, pigtails, and tall platform shoes lounging about bored as she chews gum, scrolling on her phone with a small whimsically written sign with a smiley face at the end and in front of her along with a line drawn in the ground.

Walk past this line you’ll lose a leg

“Hey,” I call out, trying to get her attention, but she continues chewing her gum, blowing a bubble.

“Yeah?”

“I have a meeting today. You letting me in or what?” I ask bored, not really trying to push it because I personally don’t care if she lets me in or not. If I get turned around, I can just say I couldn’t get in. I don’t give a fuck about being here anyway.

“Name?” she mutters uncaring, not even pulling out a list, and I smirk at this brazen bitch.

“,” I tell her and the bubble pops as she curls her lip in disgust.

“Who the hell has a name like in today’s world?” she sneers, finally looking up at me and her eyes go wide as fuck, nearly bulging out of her skull as she falls back on the crate she’s sitting on, phone shattering as she scrambles, bowing before me.

“M-My Lord… I… it’s an honor to b-bask in your glorious presence!” she trembles and I frown. Who the fuck is the bitch again?

I know I haven’t fucked her. I’d remember that fucked up attitude, but I can’t recall… yet as she bows and cowers before me, I can’t help but feel as if we’ve met somewhere.

“What’s all the commotion ab—” A man taller than me by a few inches comes out. He has sleek black hair, a stoney face with one brown eye and the other white with a scar over it.

He looks like he wants to say something, but someone steps up next to me and I turn to see the blind asshole I was hoping to avoid. I look back to see he drove, but he’s got bandages over his eyes. How the fuck?

“Hey asshole! How the fuck did you drive when you can’t see?” I ask, curiosity getting the best of me, but he smirks, placing his hands in his pockets, not answering.

This asshole unnerves me. From the moment I met him, I didn’t like him. It’s the same with this bitch before me and the mother fucker at the door who’s looking from me to the girl cowering on the ground who just peeked up and let out another squeal after seeing the blind bastard.

“Interesting…” I don’t like him… “Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Venom, owner of ILLICIT. I know the contract stated you both would have a probationary period when the club opens, but my instincts tell me that won’t be necessary. Thus, if it’s not too much to ask, I’d like to hire you both on the spot with a lucrative advance, of course,” he states and I raise a brow.

“I don?—”

“I’ll do it,” the blind bastard states, mouth set in a fine line, and the mouth of the snake bastard at the door ticks up in a smile. “Good, good. And you?” He turns to me and I raise brow.

“I need to see if it’s something my wife will divorce me over…” I shrug and he the blind bastard turns his head, cocking it, and I can feel him looking at me. How the fuck…?

“You’re married?” he frowns and I smile, rocking on my heels.

“Yup. To the most beautiful woman in the stratosphere,” I brag and he huffs.

“To think a pervert would get married before me… the world really must be coming to an end,” he mutters and I narrow my eyes, ready to throat punch him when Venom throws his head back in laughter.

“Damn, who would have thought something this interesting would happen in history? This will be the most talked about time yet,” he steps aside, opening the door wide, and my brows knit together, intuitively knowing something’s not right here, though it’s not harmful.

My throat starts to itch and my head gets a slow throb…

The door to the shed, which is the size of a small church is wide the fuck open. However, even though it’s bright as fuck and I should be able to see inside… I see nothing. Not a board, not a speck of dust, not an ant.

The blind bastard goes still next to me as well with a sour look on his face, as if he can also sense something isn’t right.

“So?” Venom cocks his head to the side, goading the both of us. I sigh, tired of standing out here anyway, so I step forward at the same time as the blind bastard and we enter together.