66- Beauty and the Beasts - Part 4

Isabella

Blinking at her choice of words I all but want to burst into laughter, knowing that Lucus as well the other three had indeed become possessive little assholes but I wasn’t going to voice that opinion encase someone should happen to hear us. Deciding to let her finish with her story instead.

“And while my husband and I do not approve of this and would love nothing more than to smack sense back into there fucking heads, we also know that BDSM in its purest form can also be euphoric. But only if it’s built on trust, communication and above all consent. Without either of those it becomes meaningless. Something which tells me that they have yet to give to you at all. For you my child hold all the cards, all the power. And being a submissive is the only way that those boys can ever truly achieve their darkest fantasies and that starts with you consenting to it.”

“So trust me, when I say I know how you feel, I know how you feel. The need for those boys to dominate yet be your other half is something I know you want to give to them. Yet you're conflicted and that’s okay to be. I was too.”

“But I don’t want to be. I want to love them, to let them do the things they want to my body, it’s just hard” I admit knowing there was more but I didn’t have the courage to tell her that.

“Whatever the reason might be, all that I ask is for you to give them a chance. A chance at redemption. You don’t ever have to fully forgive them. As I know that they’ve all but done terrible things. Hell, Roberto and I have been married for 45 years and I still haven’t forgiven him for most of it. But fate has a way of always butting in when you least expect it, so instead of just accepting it as your fate, use it to your advantage to set the pace that you want.”

“Because Lucus as well as the other boys do love you. It’s clear as day on each of their faces that they love and cherish everything about you, while to others they're just big scary beasts. And while each of us carry demons deep within us, we all could use a little bit of sunshine to help brighten up our lives including those boys who are all but living a constant nightmarish hell.”

Holding her gaze, I all but nod my head, knowing she was right as she all but moves to stand up before moving to leave. Leaving me to my thoughts as she did. Deciding to look for Roberto as I’m all but left to own devices.

Well damn be hell, so much for wanting to hate them for all of eternity.

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“Dude, how far behind are you with these? Looks like a month's worth” murmurs Angelo, having been sitting across from me as I work on a giant stack of paper that sat on top of my desk.

“You know what, shut up, if you can’t help me then get the fuck out of my office” I move to tell him, our other two associates currently off handling their own stuff, for while we often worked together to obtain a common goal, we however handled our men completely different from the other.

Just then Hayden comes barging into my office, almost as if in a panic. “Sirs, we have a situation on our hands and it’s not good either.”

Growling, Angelo and I move to focus on Hayden. “Well then? Spit it out!” growls Angelo, not one to take bad news lightly. We all didn’t for that matter. It was why the four of us made such good friends to begin with.

“It’s Lucifer, Sirs. He hasn’t been answering any of my phone calls. I’ve also been checking over all the call logs as well and he’s well past his last two check ins. And to make matters worse, some of our men have reported to me that they haven’t been given any kind of instructions either on current shipments which isn’t normally like him to do.”

Now pausing completely in our work, both Angelo and I move to look at him completely, the pile of papers forgotten. This new bit of information not sitting well with us. Frowning I all but snapped over to Hayden.

“Then call him! NOW! I want him on speaker phone when you do”

Whipping out his phone, Hayden moves to do as told. Dialing the familiar number only to get the same reply, “I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service. Please check the number and try again later, goodbye.” was all we got before it disconnected.

Fuck. Not good. Not good.

“What about his other number? Have you tried that?” I ask, trying to hide my worry. For it they found Lucifer than that meant our plan had been compromised and we needed to fix it and soon.

“I did Sirs, and I got the same result” admits Hayden, my eye now twitching only to remember that of Darius, another one of my men on the inside who I had stationed with Lucus’s little group before Lucifer.

“Call Darius! NOW!”

Nodding, Hayden does as told. Dialing Darius who all but answers on the second ring. His voice sounded over the speaker as he did.

“Hello?”

“Darius? It’s Hayden. The Bosses are here with me and they want answers. Your on speaker.”

Shifting my gaze, Hayden moves to hand me his phone so that Angelo and I can speak when needed.

“Darius…. You better have some news for us” I warn, Angelo still silent as we wait.

“Sirs?”

“Where the fuck is Lucifer? And why can’t we reach him?” snaps Angelo this time.

“Um…” was all Darius could say, pausing.

“For FUCK sake, spit it out already” I all but scream. Annoyed at not getting the answer I all but seeked.

“He-He’s dead Sirs” stammers Darius over the phone, his voice low.

“WHAT?!” shouts Angelo and I.

“It’s true Sirs. They’ve all but mounted his head on the traitors pike for all to see. I would have called sooner but I was too scared of being caught so I didn’t.” admits Darius.

Feeling my temper rise, I all but move to shove the papers off my desk, my hand reaching for a glass cup that was sitting nearby before whipping it across the room into a nearby wall, the cup shattering as Darius’s voice speaks up yet again.

“Oh and Sirs, remember that woman you had all of us watching?” whispers Darius, not wanting someone to overhear him speak.

Exhaling loudly does Angelo move to speak this time. “What about her? She’s safe and more importantly hundreds of miles away from here.”

“Um, no Sirs… She isn’t. She’s back and I’m looking right at her” then as if to prove his point does he move to send us a photo. A photo of Isabella sitting by a window with a book in lap as she read.

Fucking Hell. What else could go wrong.

Giving Darius our thanks, Hayden moves to hang up the phone. His eyes are still on us as he moves to speak up. “Plan C?” nodding our heads we move to stand up, grabbing my coat in the process we all but move to exit the office, Hayden and Angelo both following me closely. My body now livid as I head towards my destination knowing that my other associates would be pissed once they heard of this as well.

Scurrying down the corridors of our estate, we all head for the gym, a room in which most of our men liked to gather. The sound of voices cheering meant they were fighting to keep up with their hand to hand combat skills.

Entering, we’re all but greeted at the sight, four people currently fighting. Each bare and in only simple work out attire as Angelo and I move to approach the group of men who stood before us, each of them slowly spotting us as they move to acknowledge our presence.

“Hey Bosses! What brings you both here?” was all that was asked, one of them moving to smile while the other moved to kiss our cheeks in greeting, each having just finished with their matches.

“I need you. Both of you. Angel… Caleb… It’s time.”