Scared Martin

WARNING*WARNING*WARNING*

Sensitive content ahead. This chapter includes S_A and r***.

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"What are you talking about?" Martin asks with a frown.

He doesn't understand what Amon means by him being in big trouble.

"Well, the thing is, since you decided to put your disgusting eyes on my belongings, I decided to fuck up your life. I can't believe all the shit you have done, Martin. Murder, human trafficking, rape, and forced prostitution. If all these things get out in public, you are one very fucked human being. Forget about a life sentence. They might put you on death row," Amon says with a smile on his face.

Martin's heart starts to beat faster as he hears these accusations come out of Amon's mouth. Every allegation that Amon has thrown his way is indeed true. Even some of his closest associates don't know that he has been involved in all these things.

Martin glares at Amon. His mind goes into overdrive as he tries to figure out if Amon is bluffing or if he really has something to back these claims.

After giving it some thought, Martin decided to call Amon on his bluff.

"You are bluffing. I am an innocent man, and even if these claims that you throw at me are true, how are you going to prove them?" Martin asks.

Amon doesn't answer and just sits silently for a minute.

"Hehehahahaha, I knew it, bastard. I knew you had nothing against me, and now that I have called your bluff, you have no power over me. You are royally fucked. I am going to enjoy destroying your life." Since Amon didn't give him an answer, he assumes that Amon has nothing against him.

"Shut up. I just wanted to see how you will act if I didn't answer. As for proof, here it is. Come take a look," Amon says and pulls out his phone, and waves it in front of Martin.

Martin feels as if someone just poured a bucket of ice cold water on his head. He realizes that he is being played with. He quickly gets to his feet and approaches Amon, and sits right next to him.

Amon smiles at Martin and turns his phone to landscape mode and plays a video on it.

It is a video of Martin bringing a young 19-year-old girl into a hotel room in which he throws the girl on the bed and gets on top of her, starts ripping her clothes off as she tries to struggle out of his grasp.

Martin's eyes expand in an instant and he feels his soul escape his body.

"It's no fun just watching the video. Let's hear the audio as well." Amon says and pulls two wireless earbuds out of nowhere, and since Martin is so shocked, he doesn't even see it.

Amon pushes one earbud into Martin's ear and the other in his own. He then puts his right arm over Martin's shoulder and watches the video.

"Sir, please let me go. I can't do this, please," the girl in the video begs helplessly.

"Shut up bitch, I am going to fuck your tight little pussy and you are going to love it. If you don't listen to me and don't stop resisting, I am going to ruin your life," Martin says and starts playing with the girl's exposed genitals.

Martin then proceeds to insert his penis in her and r*** her. The girl begs Martin to stop and tries to struggle out of her grasp, but he then pins her down and starts to ruthlessly beat her. He punches her face multiple times and leaves it bruised and bloodied.

It's a disgusting act, and this sicko took pleasure from it. Martin's actions even disgust Amon, who is indifferent to humans. Even he an omnipotent, immortal being has his limits.

"Isn't that you Martin? I caught your ass in 4k. You can zoom in and see your face very clearly," Amon whispers into Martin's ear. Martin feels a chill run down his spine.

But the video is not over. Once Martin is done with the teenage girl, another old man enters the room. This man is much older than Martin, with white hair and an expensive suit. He looks like an important person.

The man then proceeds to r*** the girl as well. This time the girl didn't resist because she was already broken from the beatdown Martin had delivered her.

"Wait, isn't that the governor of the city? My, my, it's not only you, but the governor is involved as well. Wow, imagine this video gets out. What would he do to you?" Amon asked.

"And that girl, isn't she one of the singers from a girl band that was rising in popularity that just committed suicide recently?" Amon asked.

"Ah, I forgot something. Yes, there was also a suicide note the girl wrote in which she mentioned you and the governor, which mysteriously was never found. I wonder if this is the one?" Amon said and slid his finger across his phone screen, which pulled up a picture of a paper note.

And this paper note is the exact same missing suicide note of the girl that was r***d in the video.

Right now, Martin is scared shitless. He can't believe what he is seeing. If he remembers clearly that room was his own room and he is sure that it had no hidden camera, so he questioned how Amon got his hands on this video.

"How? How did you get this video? It's fake, it's not real," Martin said.

"Now, now, Martin, no need to deny. We both know this is real. You r***d that poor girl, then proceeded to beat her up, then lent her to that old governor. And when you both were done with her, you sent her away.

The poor girl couldn't live with it and committed suicide, but you even defiled her after her death by making the world believe that she overdosed on drugs.

You are one evil man, Martin." Amon said slowly into his ear.

"Wh... What do you want?" Martin asks.

He realized that he is completely fucked, not just him, but the governor as well. They both are royally fucked.

"No need to hurry, Martin. This is just one of the videos of you that I have in my possession. Here, take a look at this. This is you with another 20-year-old upcoming model. You r***d her and then started prostituting her to your friends and rich old men with connections," Amon said and showed him multiple videos of him and his friend group taking advantage of a poor girl.

"Wow, and look at this? Girls are not the only ones, even some poor guys. You prostituted them away for money and power, even though they are of legal age, it's still fucked," Amon said and showed him a video of Martin brutally beating a teenage boy and then forcing the boy to suck an old man's cock.

Amon continues to scroll through his gallery, showing Martin every disgusting and illegal thing he did.

Right now Martin is terrified of the man sitting next to him. He doesn't know who this man is or where he came from, but this man has every detail, document, and video of Martin committing all sorts of crimes.

"You see, Martin, I am someone you don't fuck with. I know more about you than you know about yourself. I know all your friends, all your important connections, all your enemies, your mistresses. I know all about them.

The moment you put your filthy eyes on my belongings, you were doomed," Amon whispers while slapping Martin's right cheek with the hand that was over Martin's shoulder.

"Please, I didn't do anything. I don't even know when I eyed your belongings?" Martin asks, scared, and he should be.

"You don't know? Didn't you say you will fuck her right in front of me? Ya, that's right, it's Megan. She is one of my belongings, my personal cum dumpster, and I am her owner. And it's an owner's responsibility to take care of their belongings, isn't it Martin?" Amon asks.

Martin just nods his head as he sweats bullets.

"And there is one more thing," Amon says and stops speaking as Stephanie walks in with a tray in her hand that is filled with snacks and drinks.

She comes close to them and places the tray on the table right in front of Amon. While doing so, she smiles at Amon and runs her hair behind her ear.

Amon smiles back at her and picks up the drink on the tray.

"So, what are you guys up to?" Stephanie asks.

"Nothing, just filling in Martin with all the important stuff that can greatly impact his future," Amon answers.

"Oh, it must be very important stuff, then?" she questions.

"Of course it is. It's it Martin?" Amon asks and looks at Martin. Martin just nods his head.

"I see. Well, I will leave the two of you to continue then," Stephanie says and walks away, swaying her ass from left to right.