Tyson

His big black cock and charming smile won you over. Tyson is in his office, and you feel a wave of trepidation wash over you as you enter. He's sitting behind his desk, his eyes dark and unreadable as he watches you approach. You can see the gun on his desk, and you know that he's not going to let you off easily.

"Tyson, I need to tell you something," you say, your voice shaking with fear. "Garrett, he..." You hesitate, not sure how to continue.

"Go on," Tyson says, his voice low and dangerous. "What did Garrett do?"

You take a deep breath, knowing that you're risking your life by telling him. "He...he threatened to kill you and my friends unless I gave him information. I did give him a little. But you can use it to ambush him."

Tyson nods slowly, his expression hardening. "I see. And did you tell him anything?"

You shake your head. "Not enough to make a difference. But he's planning something, Tyson. I'm sure of it." Tyson stands up, walking around his desk to stand in front of you. You can smell the faint scent of his cologne, and you feel a pang of longing for him.

"I believe you, Harl," he says, his voice softer now. "And I appreciate your loyalty. But I can't let Garrett get away with this." He pulls you into a rough embrace, his strong arms wrapping around you.

You cling to him, the fear and guilt finally catching up with you. "I'm sorry, Tyson," you whisper, tears streaming down your face.

"He's a clever man. But clever men have weaknesses. I'll use you as a Trojan whore. Tell him I have a large shipment of **** coming in this weekend, and I'll do the rest."

...

You kneel in the mansion master bedroom a few months after ratting out Garrett and his plans. Tyson killed him and took control over his portion of the city **** market. He's the new kingpin. For how long? No one knows. Your life and his will will always be in danger. But Tyson knew he could trust you.

He stands above you in the bedroom, a diamond necklace wrapped around his big black cock and a 32-carat engagement ring in his palm. The room is filled with candles, the flickering lights casting a warm glow over the luxurious furniture and plush carpet. You're on your knees before him, a look of adoration in your eyes.

"Harl, I want to ask you something," he says, his voice deep and rich. "I've been thinking about our future together, and I want to make it official. Will you marry me?"

You gasp in surprise, your heart skipping a beat. You've never felt this way before, and you know that you want to spend the rest of your life with Tyson. "Yes," you whisper, your voice filled with emotion. "Yes, I'll marry you." He slips the ring around your finger as you return deep throat his monster black cock with so much joy.

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