Wolf’s Bane

The Argerlich Mafia leader was already near his superior’s mansion and, though it was still early, he felt the need to call it a day. True, he felt revitalized every time he visited his secret wife and children, but it all seemed to be swiftly sapped right out of him the moment he started to travel back to his present workplace.

Considering who was in that luxurious and massive palatial mansion, the way his mind and body would react to sleeping and living there for days at a time was truly understandable. Especially now that they were about to begin their plan to finally end the governor’s reign.

Many would probably wonder why they didn’t just remove their corrupt boss from his position through legal and legitimate ways and then have him arrested. Unfortunately, that was truly hard to do. This damn politician had the money, power, and connections to counter even a full military coup d’etat, which would never happen because he had the police and army in the palm of his hand.

Besides, he did not believe that anyone working for him was irreplaceable.

That included The Left Hand, and Hero knew it, unfortunately!

As he stopped in front of the large iron gate so one of the five security staff that were stationed near it could buzz him in, Hero happened to see his cellular phone and the words he saw on the screen made him smile.

Daddy, take care, okay? We love you and want to see you here with us soon! Godfather and Godmother’s place is amazing! My Wolfie loves it, too.

Hey Dad, Mom’s typing for us and we already miss you. I hope you won’t take too long with your job this time. We love you lots and lots!

Beloved, come back to me safe, sound, and soon. Please. I will always love you.

As the massive, elegantly styled gates were opened for his car to pass through, the Left Hand reread the messages. He decided to slow down so he wouldn’t be missing the driveway while he looked through these precious texts one last time.

Then he deleted them, albeit half-reluctantly.

He wouldn’t dare risk their lives just because of their messages’ extremely high sentimental value to him. Besides, his feelings were the least of his worries. Especially since another message showed up after he had erased his family’s texts to him…

“So, you’ve already arrived at the mansion. I would then require you to meet with me before you go to your suite. You are also free to join our celebration, if you are amenable to it. Just be sure to be here within the hour.”

Hero smirked at the wording of the message. Though it sounded anything but demanding, he knew that this text was not a request.

His reply: “I will be in your bedroom as soon as I have finished parking. Please expect me within fifteen minutes.”

The Left Hand then put his mobile phone away in his suit coat’s inner pocket and concentrated on parking his Porsche 911, the latest model, of course in one of the magnificent residence’s basement garage slots. He was also emotionally preparing himself for the worst possible topic that the governor would like to talk about.

Thanks to his insider’s information, he knew that his superior would be asking about The Right Hand and he knew it would be dangerous for him if he responded the wrong way.

Hopefully, his performance will be Oscar Awards worthy later when he and his hated superior would meet and discuss.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

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Meanwhile, inside the bedroom, the big boss of the mansion had decided to just be a voyeur after being given oral attention by one of his “slaves”. He was now watching the writhing mass of bodies on his massive double queen size. As he sat on a soft plush armchair facing his bed, he dialled a number on his high-tech mobile and waited patiently for an answer.

On the sixth ring, the man on the other side of the line took the call, and that action did not bode well. Normally, this boy would answer at once if he had good news.

“Hello Inspector Gabrielle, how are you doing tonight? You seem to have forgotten that you need to call me before you call it a night.”

“I’m sorry Governor, I was just making sure that my information was indeed correct before I called you, since it seems to be rather disappointing.”

“Let me guess, there are no indications that The Right Hand has been in that resort?”

“Yes sir, and I’m really sorry about that.”

“Oh, I would rather that you told me directly, my boy, than find out about it from a third party.”

“Well, like I said I would rather be sure… Wait, what? What do you mean by a ‘third party’, Sir?”

The governor tut-tutted first before replying, “My dear detective, you cannot imagine that I would give you such a large amount of money to finish a mission that I personally requested you to do, without making sure that my investments are well protected, right? Now, don’t think too much of that and just make sure you make your reports as regular, precise and as accurate as you can because I will know if THEY. ARE. NOT.”

The last words were said in the usual volume, but were definitely more frigid and cutting than the rest of his speech. He hoped that his reliable boyish-looking snitch would get the severity of his message.

Fortunately for the decorated officer, he did get it. After all, the governor would not want to lose a very useful and precious ‘ally’ this far into the game…

“Of course, Sir. I understand,” Myron replied in a humble tone after a bit of an unsure pause. “You will get your regular reports and I will guarantee that everything I say will be the absolute truth and nothing but.”

“Very good, Officer Myron,” the politician said, with a knowing smirk. “I will look forward to your call tomorrow around the same time, I hope.”

“If I find any useful information, expect me to call earlier, Sir.”

“Of course. Until tomorrow then, Detective. Good night and be safe. I would not want anything bad happening to you while we’re in the middle of this mission.”

Once again, there was a lengthy silence on the other end of the line. The governor’s smirk expanded at the thought of how he could turn such a man of authority into a frightened little boy who was suddenly so unsure of himself.

“Y-yes, G-Governor… Of course…”

“Oh, and Inspector Gabrielle, please keep calling me, Sir. I actually like the way you say it…”

3, 2, 1…

Ed’s thoughts: Quite a long and awkward silence there, boy. I just might find more uses for you in the future, other than being a snitch.

A few more seconds later, the copper had already found his voice. “Alright, Sir. I’ll do that. Until tomorrow. Good night. Sir.”

As the phone call ended from Myron’s end, the governor couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yes, I love it when my boys play hard to get. But yes, I can see the possibilities. I’m sure Raquel won’t mind…”

The governor then called one of the naked young men on his bed with a gesture and a look. The older male opened his robe to display his turgid tool with the tip spurting a few drops of pre-cum that was now waiting for some very much-needed attention.

The good-looking and boyish manwhore nodded, his green eyes staring lustily at the governor’s hardened and throbbing trophy. He immediately crawled on all fours, got off the bed and went directly to his master’s seat.

The powerful government leader smiled widely as soon as the man was between his open legs licking his lengthy penis, then commanded a nude girl who was on the bed to join them.

“Yes, I’m sure she won’t mind, since I own her, too.” the powerful politician crooned with a lascivious smile.