Without a ban

Alexa

After saying goodbye to Arthur, I got into my late-model red Porsche and went to the address on the note.

The neighborhood wasn’t exactly upscale, but that didn’t bother me. I wanted to know who this stranger was. Even after what had happened to Arthur, I still wanted to see another man. To understand the nature of his game and to stop it.

Exactly stop it. I hadn’t told Arthur the whole truth. And the truth was that I was really falling in love with him. I’m afraid he just won’t believe me. After all, I am incapable of light feelings, I am only capable of hatred, destroying other people’s fates, ruling other people’s lives, manipulating people, but not love for my former best friend.

I knock on the door, but it begins to open and creak in a draught.

I panic when I go inside and realize that the house is very dark and damp. This house is meant for anything but living.

I need to get out of here as soon as possible, but my curiosity gets the better of me. I walk further down the hallway and see a descent into the basement.

Is it really quite normal to play such games and create such an atmosphere? – I thought and went down the stairs.

“You came,” I heard the voice of my mysterious stranger come closer to me.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

” “I knew you would come. Your previous profession simply couldn’t leave you indifferent.”

“Who are you?” I asked the question that had been bothering me all along.

“Do you want to know my name so badly?” asked painfully grabbing my hand and bringing my face close to mine.

“Who the hell are you?” I tried to pull away, but I couldn’t, because I felt another man’s footsteps behind me.

Was it really Arthur who was playing games with me?

The man behind me pressed hard against me and whispered in my ear:

“I’m sure you’re glad to see us again,” then his hand gripped tightly in my hair, tilting my head back. He looked at me with a winning look.

“Sexy bitch,” he tossed my head back.

“Who are you? Let go of me!” I demanded, but instead of an answer, they both laughed in one voice.

“As stubborn as you were then,” said my man, an enigma.

“Okay, let’s get acquainted,” replied the man hugging me from behind.

“You are Alexa Neves, a famous journalist in the past, and a popular writer in the present. And we are the ghosts of your past. We were your discoverers. Enjoyed you to the fullest.”

“No! That’s not possible! You are… – But before I could finish, they interrupted me.”

“We’re not dead. We’re alive, you see. And we’re glad as hell to see you, aren’t we, Trevor?”Tod mumbled into my mouth as he grabbed my hair with one hand and lowered the other to my waist.

“That can’t be true! No!” I couldn’t believe that any of this could be true!!!

“It could be,” Trevor dashed all my hopes with his answer.

“We can even tell you the whole truth.”

“That old man thought he could punish us. Drag us through the courts just because we fucked his 17-year-old daughter. But he didn’t get away with it.”

“What did you do?”

Oh, my God! They’re even bigger bastards than I ever imagined.

“Oh, don’t. Or do you want to be reminded how it is? Is your Arthur giving you a good fuck?” Todd suddenly asked.

“That’s none of your business,” she replied gruffly and made another attempt to break free, but it was unsuccessful.

“We’re amazed that you’ve become so famous, so seductive, so rich. And we also had a chance to read your novel, Tod even has the book with him,” Trevor said, and at the same moment Tod took a step back and pulled out a book from the inside pocket of his jacket and showed it to me.

“And what do you want? That I should leave an autograph as a keepsake?”

“No, Alex. We want you to leave a print of your lips on our dicks.”

“What? You’re crazy! Never gonna happen,” I started screaming even harder.

“Oh, baby, don’t say that,” Trevor said as he put the knife to my throat.

“You know we’d never see you again if you hadn’t become so famous. We’d even forgotten all about you.”

Well, that’s how it turned out. You know why Arthur’s mother didn’t stand up for you? Wouldn’t let you go to the police?

“No,” I admitted honestly, when the knife from my neck had already begun to descend into my cleavage and cut through the thin fabric.

“We would then show the whole camp the video of us having fun with her. She didn’t even know we were filming her.”

“Alex, you are so nosy. And it played tricks on you. You wanted to play our game, and you’re in. Too bad Arthur can’t save you. Didn’t you burn the note like it said you would?”

No, I didn’t. Damn it! Arthur will probably read it, or he already has.

“Let go of me!”

“No,” Tod grabbed his hair and growled.

“Old Man Anderson was really the victim. The whole thing had been set up. So Edwards slipped sleeping pills into the old man’s glass of juice and did all the work for him. That’s how we became dead men.”

“What was all that for?” I was just now beginning to realize what kind of crazy freaks I was dealing with.

“We owed a huge sum to the bank, and we were sure that if Anderson’s daughter or the other girls opened their mouths, we would be locked up for a long time, and the right to do business would be taken away forever. So it was necessary to transfer all the remaining money into a fake account.”

“But you don’t look like yourself,” I was only now recovering from the shock and paying attention.

“Of course, we completely changed our appearance. By the way, I’m Steven now, and he’s Pete,” Todd admitted.

“You have no idea how luxurious our lives have become.”

“Your family mourned you. Did you think about them?”

“Of course, we got rid of our aunt. Her body still hasn’t been found.”

“Sick bastards! YOU!”

“But not when they’re touching you,” Tod mouthed, sneaking under the hem of his dress and sliding the edge of his panties to the side.

“No, no!” I wanted to pull away, but Todd grabbed my hair with one hand and dipped a finger inside me. No, he just drove it into me- roughly and sharply.

Trevor, meanwhile, had already cut the knife from my chest to my belly button.

“You like it rough, don’t you? Should I tie you up or gag you?” Trevor interrogated me as he took the knife away and pulled the fabric sharply, ripping it all the way open.

“No, don’t! Please don’t!” I knew how pathetic I looked now, with tears welling up in my eyes.

“Come on, Alex, you love it, it turns you on,” he said, pulling my hair hard and slipping his cheeky tongue into my mouth.

“Sweet lips. But let them kiss this,” he said as he unzipped the fly of his pants.

“No, no, no!” I wanted to break free, but Trevor pushed against my shoulders from behind, making me fall to my knees in front of Todd.