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Assassination Through the Netherworld

You get your throat slit open by your own father only to find yourself within the infamous netherworld, will you repent? will you conquer? A mortal assassin whose hobby and profession are to topple tyrants and slaughter those that believe the law is beyond them… For such people, he’s the law! Known as the ‘Bringer of Euthanasia’, ‘La Guadaña de la Parca’, ‘Shinigami’, and so on… some addressed him as Hero, some cursed him as a bloodthirsty murderer seeking dissension, and others labelled him a heartless assassin. Be it as it may, as all things, his unholy endeavour eventually came to an end. Cornered by the most elite assault team in the world in a sealed street in the United Kingdom, Valentine met his end believing he had cleaned this world as thoroughly as he could from evil, he would get to realise that Evil has a beginning, never an end. Nothingness may finally claim his wretched soul as he believed he would never go to the same place where those he longed for remained. But, would that be the case? … So he believed until he found himself falling in a free fall, in a red sky with black clouds and three bright moons hanging on the landscape. What is this new world? … The author here, I advise this book has a ridiculous amount of sensitive content, and I don't mean lemons necessarily... read under your own discretion, this is a book about survival of the fittest about though conditions beyond anything humans could conceive, this is a book of Hell... ************* Cover by BlackSnowAngel#3884 pa-tre-on.com/photosphere https://discord.gg/6xFrX5vq

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End of the Dream; Back to Reality I *

Slapping noises, rustling, muffled moans and ecstasy.

The exhilaration felt by a risky couple that stopped at nothing to give pleasure to their companion.

...

"Madam Maxwell, are you in there?" 

It was the voice of a man, one that had recently been together with Annabelle Maxwell in the committee meeting, one that she had started to grow more than a little annoyed from.

"Hmn~ y-yes... Mr Sadam, I am.... unavailable right now!" She bit on her finger, resisting the waves of pleasure and trying to sound reasonable while giving her smirking son a reproachful gaze.

Her mumbling did nothing but increase his lust, grasping her butt tightly, he held her in place as her hands rested on the sofa's headrest, thankfully enough, the walls were soundproof enough for the slapping noises to not be heard.

When had they reached this extent and forsook reality such? it didn't even matter if they were found the thrill just couldn't compare.