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After the whole fiasco of Valace Strom ended the Waylons came to the light of the world.

Earlier the man who was declared dead by the whole world announced himself to not only be healthy and prosperous but also in a better shape and high power. Watching him smile with mirth dancing in his eyes was something nobody could ever dream of.

But there he was...Leonard Waylon with his arms around the petite waist of his wife Lilliana, meeting and mingling with new people as they threw a lavish party with such an extravagancy that it could bring shame to the monarchs and their queens.

But they had every reason to, not only their son had his deep dark roots beyond the eyes of the commoners but also build a successful business company as a cover converting all black money to legal resources.

With such power it was ironic that he had become much powerful than the president itself and the government ought to know but they had his support in much more ways than just his money so how come they would be able to offend him? It was impossible to make enemies with him and still carry on the large nation.

Either it was with him or behind him there was no ahead...there never existed such thing.

And as if this wasn't enough the man had the Russian princess as his girlfriend.

People were afraid, the Mafian empires felt agitated with his iron fist and his woman who ruled with the brain that would put their brilliant startegists to shame but they waited patiently, praying to god every single day that they seperated because none had the courage to offended since Ajax had passed a decree.

No matter who it was, even if his Queen would to be looked at the wrong way he would gauge their eyes out and slaughter their whole clan bestowing death and torment to each and every member leaving none.

He had offered truce, with gifts more precious than any of them could even afford to see. But those were not mere objects but a significance.

He would help in their time of need and in return they had to be loyal or accept direct war against him. They could choose any of it but they were to remain under his wings.

The insignia of falcon representing his mighty empire had now his sharp eyes everywhere and none were to escape his gaze.

But alas beside every utopian vision there lies reality. There were two attempts of assassination and maybe....maybe it was those which made people really stop and be wary.

The century old Mafia families were gone in a blink the next day, it was as if they never existed, never were there. their houses vandalized. Women and children were not even spared, all killed in cold blood.

But the truth was that they were thrown to remote areas of the villages to fend for themselves, they had never expected such kindness with the Devil himself and sweared their loyalty to him.

Maybe it was a simple house with no luxury, life was hard but having a peaceful life was what they never expected to be bestowed with. Their husbands have sold the enemies women to low level brothels so this was kind beyond comprehension.

But those were the things for only Ajax to know, others must fear his wrath and bow down. If he obtained all that by maintaining a facade of cruelty he would do it in a heartbeat.

Cally watched the people in the party sitting at the side, while people beside her chatter animatedly.

After Valace Strom was send to prison and the hurricane settled down Cally's eyes fell on the forest green of Ajax who was consoling his girl after the horrific war.

She had felt ashamed for assuming things about Alaina but now the jealousy she felt was almost ironic. She had once insulted Ajax on how ugly he was when he was in disguise as Ace.

The way karma works...the same man was now someone she could not even touch the shadow of.

In all the sense of the world he was way beyond anything... ethereal and majestic. She looked at Ryan who was beaming with happiness and dry chuckled pitying herself.

She never loved him, not even felt that spark but was attracted to his charm, alas he was still as handsome but his heart never lied with her and even if it did, Cally couldn't say that he was the most beautiful person she has seen, not anymore....Ajax was.

But even though she was a bitch, she knew her limits. Ajax loved Alaina like she was his world and Cally didn't had in her to destroy their relationship. She had made her bed made of thorns and now she had to lie on it.

Alaina could be anything but she had loved Ajax selflessly, feeling for him without seeing how he looked, she loved her savior and if he looked like that...the girl accepted it with joy and now how the universe had rewarded her for her pure heart....with a King, a person whom Cally couldn't even dream of having, so out of the reach of the likes of her and other women..he was solely hers.

It had been an year since everything and as soon as Alaina entered the Waylons domain...she had experienced paradise.

With a man who loved her beyond words could decipher, his family too doted on her.

Her words were law and people would not dare defy her. Even Dia Ajax's sister who wasn't too fond of Calliope bestowed Alaina with things rare and far beyond a common man's reach. She had Alaina placed on a pedestal in her heart and would grow raged if anybody tried to even back talk her.

Dia was quite unpredictable, wild and someone who couldn't be tamed but Alaina was someone she showered with love believing that the girl was their lucky charm and had brought nothing but happiness in their home.

Alaina even had her private quarters in their palace. Only Cally visited Liliana and found her to be graceful, polite and very kind to her but she soon realized that with Alaina she too was different.

Liliana opened up to her, talked to Alaina for hours and hours. She wanted Alaina to be her daughter in law as soon as possible. Maximus and Sandra Strom couldn't complain either, they were pretty satisfied with the love and support their daughter was showered with and were sure that Ajax would take care of her.

He always did.

And Ajax despite being an arrogant man full of pride and virtue treated Alaina's family as his own.

Not too loud neither too demanding he was like the calm sea that accepted their affections with utmost care and returned it with his warmth.

He was patient while everything, respecting them and listening to their thoughts and concerns about Alaina. He was never haughty trying to subdue them but understood that this was now his family too.

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Hundreds of people were talking softly in groups. Couples belonging to various high-class Noble families had their time of life while mingling and having the most expensive of wines available in almost all colours.

Golden crystal chandeliers handing from the ceiling covered the hall in a homey atmosphere while the humongous pillars sprouted fiery red tulips covering the adjacent walls in a pattern of falcon.

Among all the luxurious of the world was Nixon, a boy from Axiom academy right beside his father who was the business man from Brazil itself.

He found almost everything to be boring or rather not worthy of his precious time and couldn't understand why his father had decided to drag him here.

What was so special about this party? Yes it was much more packed and had imperial vibes but then again everyday somewhere or the other such party do happen so even if they were rich beyond comparison how did it effected him?

The answer was not at all.

His twirled the small glass of tequila, having it in one go as his father left his side for a minute for greeting an old friend.

Maybe he could leave before him.

He was about to go when he saw Alaina walking down the stairs, her beautiful swan fingers prettily wrapped around the large calloused hand of a man.

They walked in rythum as if a symphony was being created. The women eyes Alaina with jealousy while the men like Nixon eyed Ajax with envious eyes.

They sure looked like a match made in heaven but how come Alaina was here in Brazil? And that even with this godly specimen.

And hence a decision was taken, Nixon would wait till the time he could exchange some words with Alaina. She was so beautiful and he was none the less the son of such a big business man, it was certain that she wouldn't refuse to atleast befriend him if she refused his advances.

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The man had waited three hours and only now he could get a single word out of his system. He was right to wait, the man beside Alaina had followed the girl like her shadow not even giving him or the likes of him a single opportunity.

But his chance came when she went out of the party towards the green patch of the mansion.

There she was right at the garden, sitting beside the fountain sprouting crystal clear water like diamonds falling down in glimmering beads encrusted in silver threads, watching the full moon glowing upon her heavenly face illuminated with the low light, her pouty red lips displaying a soft smiled as she brushed the golden locks on her face aside by her dainty fingers.

Her swan neck was in full view as the blue gown gave her the appearance of a fairy.

"Alaina?"

And just like that her smile turned to vanish as if it was never there.

"Hello, how may I help you?"

"Hello sweetheart, this is Nixon if you remember, we were together in our chemistry class."

"Oh!" her eyes shown in recognition.

"It's nice to see you Nixon, this is so far from home, what are you doing here?"

To be honest Alaina was waiting for Ajax to come to her but now that she had seen a familiar face it was rude to just brush him off, besides she would just talk for a minute before going inside.

They weren't friends, just acquaintances whom she saw sometimes in class so there was no need to be over friendly.

"Well my father is a bigshot here, so we got an invitation. But I was rather surprised to see you here..." he left unsurely.

"Well my boyfriend lives here."Alaina didn't specified more than necessary, the less they know about her Ajax the better.

"Your boyfriend?!" Nixon's eye budged, he wasn't blind and did saw her walking with that man but never in his dream he thought that Alaina had a boyfriend this mysterious and enigmatic whom nobody even knows the name of.

"There were men in Russia too...." He replied frustrated.

"You don't see the way I do it Alaina, we might not be the best of friends but I have known you all my childhood, listen to me. My father has told me this man is not what he appears to be. He is evil.

Haven't you seen his wealth, such men would never be loyal to you or another. Why do you want to settle for less when you can-"

"When what? When I can have a man like you?" Alaina laughed darkly, her melodious voice bringing the surroundings alive as if thousands of fireflies lightning the atmosphere.

"Oh you poor boy, I love him being evil...don't you see the way I surround him...he is mine, everything about him is something I love beyond comparison.

His loyalty....his virtue is something much more complex and sincere than what you can fanthom.

If you continue talking like that about him, you will soon see a new face of evil."

She smiled innocently like if she hadn't threatened him with his life right now.

"Have you ever seen a wolf?" She asked tilting her head, the Strom in her beautiful eyes making a chill run down her spine.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I asked have you ever seen a wolf...an alpha male? That creature of night smells threat from miles away and is known to be merciless and cruel once ...even only once he smell another pathetic wolf trying to snatch away his mate he becomes beyond reasoning. He hides in shadows with his fangs out getting ready to sink his canines and rip his enemy's throat."

Nixon was flabbergasted, his voice struck inside his throat not able to answer her.

"Do you think I am alone right here
... right now? Can't you sense him, his strong presence right behind you, watching your every move?"

Large beads of sweat covered his forehead, afraid of one wrong move Nixon dare not even breathe, his body freezing with fear.

"Go away little boy, go home, don't let the devil catch you.... because once he gets his claws on you, I would not be able to help your cause."

Before Nixon could run an arm wrapped around his throat pulling out the life inside him.

"You dare flirt with my girl, feeding her lies." Ajax roared in fury.

"Jax let him go." Alaina didn't knew why Ajax was wasting his time on a pesky fellow, Nixon was no threat at all so it was better to just let him go.

Nixon's face was turning blue as he clawed at the hands wrapped around him struggling furiously as Ajax dropped him panting on the ground.

Alaina took Ajax's hand pulling him towards the opposite side of the manor, deep in the garden covered with Jasmine and Juliet roses turning behind for a second to see the boy gone.

The girl sighed.

What an eventful day.

Ajax on the other hand went without question his large frame following her inside the small one story wooden building admist of all the greenry.

His large muscular form made the cottage shrink in size as he closed the door pressing her against the wooden surface and closing in on her.

His fingers wrapped around her slender neck gently making her lips part as she sucked in a breath.

His thumb traced her cheek, exploring her pouty red lips.

"Open" she complied, her lashes fluttering shyly as he pushed his thumb in between her lips.

"Suck little girl." She looked up at him watching her darkly, her large doe eyes calling out to him, honey browns shining like stars as her tongue swirled around his thumb, licking it once as her lips sucked on it.

He pulled his thumb out making a pop sound, she bit her lips remembering how much he loved turning her all hot and bothered for him.

Ajax bend down his head, their breaths intermingling, his lips parted watching her with fascination as she pressed herself closer in hopes that he would kiss her hard taking her breath away.

How could he refuse?

His palm left her throat moving to the back of her neck, tilting her head towards himself he kissed her hard, her mouth being hungrily ravished by him.

She moaned into the kiss as his other palm held her breast caressing the hardening nub, playing with it, mouth left her whimpering as his head bend down making it his aim to make her all his all over again and again...till he was stated that their scents could not be possibly distinguished.

Tangerine sun of evening appeared on her creamy skin. Red hot, angry clouds filled with passion and bursting with his jealousy blossomed on her neck as his mouth burned her with vigour and his claim announcing to the world that she was his.

Each time his tongue made contact with her flesh, it left her burned and bruised, her soft gazzle body withering and trembling under his touch as she held his broad shoulders clutching them with her dainty fingers.

Those marks were so precious that she would love them adorning her body than any diamond jewellery meant for an ancient queen.

His hands opened the strings holding the top of the gown together,making it fall to her waist like the petals of a flower opening to present the juicy anther filled with nectar to the honeybee.

"Ajaxx" she whimpered in need not able to understand herself what did she want. Her next exposed, while head rested on the wooden door as he ravished her completely, possessesed her body.

It was as if his touch left her high on bliss, his palm tracing her spine from her ass to her neck.

Salvation.

He had achieved salvation. If everything he has ever gone through was meant to make him come to her.

It was worth it.

Whenever they had sex, Ajax felt that he had taken dozes of cocaine, he didn't knew what it was to take drugs but when he was with her he understood the meaning of pure pleasure and love. It was as if the world was unnecessary.

She pulled his head up, her fingers getting lost in the midnight sun threads, soft locks pulled by her as they devoured each other.

Her hands were impatient, a need, a want and a heavy greed in them to touch him. With his help she took off his black blazer without stopping the punishing kiss, opening his white shirt, her fingers curled around his broad shoulders bared as he took off the white obstruction completely.

They broke the kiss, Alaina panting heavily while Ajax releasing soft breaths. She watched him hoping he would take her, fuck her and punish her. Due to the party and it's preparations she was untouched by him since three days and it felt like she had passed an eon without him.

His hand went to her head threading his fingers through her thick golden locks.

"Baby" he breathed and she knew he was starving as well. How could they go that long without one another. Since the day she had taken him first time, they couldn't stop.

It was impossible for them to stay in the same room and keep their hands off each other.

His hands pulled the gown completely off her, leaving Alaina just in her transparent lingerie.

His forest eyes darkened. She always put efforts for him and even though she would look like a fairy even in a potato sack, his heart couldn't help but love the feel of the soft material against her creamy skin.

"seus seios ficam comestíveis pra caralho nessa tesouro"

(your tits look so fucking edible in this treasure)

And by the way his fingers pinched her pink nipple visible in the bra she could tell that he said something dirty to her.

He hooked his fingers in the bra and ripped it apart making her breasts bounce for him. Alaina's breath hitched drawing out a moan as her pussy creamed.

"Fuck baby you are so good to me." pink nipples peeked up at him as he picked her up, making Alaina wrap her thighs around his torso.

Alaina couldn't care less, she bought the dress for him, he could rip it if it brought pleasure to him but what she cared for was that his mouth suddenly closed around her pink nipple making her shamelessly cry out loud.

His tongue swirled around it as Alaina's fingers pulled his hair, throwing her head back the girl unconsciously rubbed her pussy at his clothed cock making a groan fall out of his lips.

"Jax!" He paid attention to both of her heaving breasts as his hands supported her ass carrying her to the bed.

Ajax dropped Alaina on the mattress making her bounce twice, her eyes heavily guarded with lust, she pushed her fingers inside her panties rubbing her clit softly.

Her heart said that couldn't be blamed for this shameless behavior because he was the one that made her like this, lusting like a whore for him.

He pried her fingers away from his price watching them covered with shining syrup. Her brought her fingers inside his mouth sucking off her sweet nectar.

Alaina whimpered as she watched him eyeing her with feral eyes biting softly on her finger.

He pulled her closer, his fingers pulling off her panties in one swift motion. He groaned deeply as she covered her eyes embarrassed.... She was dripping down the matress.

"You are creating a mess baby" Alaina couldn't stop her thighs from rubbing against one another whimpering as he put her one leg on his shoulder, soft lips kissing their way to her inner thighs.

He inhaled her scent deeply, eyes rolling back in pleasure as he forced her legs apart presenting her pink heaven to him.

His tongue licked her slit, trying to taste as much honey as he could while his hands kept her legs apart.

He hummed in content as she gushed with cum dripping down for him to slurp, his deep satisfied groan vibrating throughout her body as she pushed her fist into her mouth trying her best not to scream.

But as his lips sucked her clit, Alaina couldn't help crying out loud.

"Sir" She whimpered, something so innocent, she didn't knew when she had become a sex starved animal to call out that name to him creating a completely different meaning.

She had never said that to him earlier so it was no surprise that he raised his head looking at her tear streaked face.

What Alaina had no idea of was that she provoked the beast and now the way he was eyeing her intensely she knew that he had lost control.

His mouth once again latched onto her pussy, slurping furiously. Alaina held onto his muscular biceps for the control slipping right from her body.

"Aaajax! Please." She begged for something she didn't knew of as his tongue fucked her pussy vigorously.

Blinding pleasure struck a cord inside Alaina as she came, her body twitching as she cried as if possessed.

Her body slumped on the bed, the need returning with full force. She didn't had enough....never she could have enough of him, not until she passed out from fucking him.

"Jax please, I need you. I need you right now."

Ajax held her ankle pulling her towards himself, she watching him taking off his belt, making it fall with a clank on the floor, he discarded his clothes and came at her entrance with his thick cock in his hand.

All hard and pulsating for her, Alaina had taken him so many times but his cock always made her feel a virgin all over again but then too she had never experienced pain, not even the first time, maybe it was uncomfortable at first but as soon as she got used to him....it was unparallel.

"What do you want?" He rubbed his thick cock on her slit refusing to enter.

Strong biceps holding him above her as she watched him hoping for mercy. She wanted him to fuck her sore.

"You...it's always you Jax. I want you Ajax." She whimpered as he kept rubbing her clit.

"That's not what you called me last time baby." A tear trickled down her face as her cum ran down her slit wetting his cock.

"Please Sir." And Ajax had enough torture, he pushed his cock inside her pussy, both of them moaning simultaneously. Him with how perfectly she took him and her with how much he stretched her insides.

"Look at you princess taking all of my cock." She whimpered watching his length completely disappear inside her. He gave her a minute to adjust, pulling out again before thrusting back hard inside.

The sounds of skin slapping furiously echoed throughout the surroundings as Alaina's soft moans mingled with groans of Ajax.

"Fuuuuccck!" She screamed as he fucked her without any abandon but before she could cum he pulled out of her turning her around on her stomach again entering the pink pussy from behind.

Alaina pushed her face in the pillows muffling her screams. She could die with that much pleasure and again be reincarnated just to be fucked by him.

He fisted her hair pulling her face away from the pillow so she could no longer choke herself, her throat hoarse from screaming. His pulled her body to him, her back against his stomach as his lips sucked her neck, arms around her stomach.

"So pretty baby"

His hard cock left the girl withering beneath him, crying as she came hard but Ajax didn't stop, using her body like an instrument like she did many times.

His thrusts were enunciated with playing with her clit making her cum again the same time he can inside her. He pulled his cock out watching his seed drip down her pussy dirtying the bedsheet.

She had slumped against the bed falling asleep instantly while he took care of her, washing his remainents away on her pussy which turned bright pink with the hard fucking, with a wet cloth.

She looked like an angel, her hair like a halo around her flushed and tired face. She glowed with content as he pulled her on top of his chest falling asleep instantly.

Nothing was perfect but maybe just maybe with him and her in each other's arms the world became perfect at the moment.