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The gang collectively turned their eyes to Astrid, and I could practically smell her terror, disgust and contempt, but she didn’t say a word, and she didn’t move a muscle. Good girl. “But, before we get to the fun,” I said, drawing my gang’s attention back to me, “I want to know what the state of things are.” “Well, as you can imagine,” Grunt said, clearing his throat, “not great. Once you left (without telling anyone, I anal might add), things got… bad. With you behind us, we were punching way above our weight class, but once you left, we couldn’t keep it going. We tried to pretend you were still around to keep the sharks at bay, but then they started taking little bites, and we couldn’t bite back. Gloria’s gang struck first, then Vistir’s, then Ryan’s. We lost the docks, we lost the corners, and we lost every brothel but this one. The only reason we managed to keep this place was because we were too small-time for Vistir and Ryan to give a shit about, and they got back to killing each other.” “And Gloria?” I asked, her name foul in my mouth. “Oh, you know her,” Grunt chuckled, “she holds a grudge. I guess being thousands of years old allows for vengeance to simmer. We bolt our doors at night, and keep an astral sunbeam in a gemstone at all times.” “Vampires,” Terry spat, refilling the mugs and passing them out, “fucking rats.” “How big is the tag on my head?” I asked. “Fifteen thousand from Gloria,” Flendian said, “Ryan and Vistir matched that, but after you didn’t come back, they pulled the offer.” “But she kept it up, huh?” I smiled. “Like I said, she holds a grudge.” Grunt said, shrugging, “I’ve got to be honest with you, Night Eyes; flying in here on a fucking Valkyrie wasn’t exactly subtle. People are going to tell Gloria you’re here- WHAT THE F-” There were three things I sensed within the blink of an eye: the whoosh of something heavy moving with blinding speed, the wind of amateur it breathing past my asian ear, and a metallic flash that moved with such swiftness, its path was a single image of arcing, gleaming steel. Astrid’s massive sword split the thick, oak table a quarter of the way in, and Terry’s head rolled across its surface, his eyes writhing in his dead skull. His fist clutched the handle of the mug he’d been passing to me, and a thin packet of powder slipped from his twitching fingers. I dipped my thumb into the substance and sniffed it. Belladonna Nightshade. “Looks like Gloria already knows.” I muttered to Grunt, picking up Terry’s decapitated head as Astrid sheathed her sword. I turned Terry’s face to each member of my gang, and stared coldly into their eyes. teen “You all know what I am,” I said quietly, making them look at Terry as they matched by gaze, “you all know what I do to people who fuck with me. Terry is the lucky one, gentlemen; remember that. Astrid is quick and painless, but I am not.” Each man held my eyes without faltering, their expressions as cold as their killer’s eyes. I was satisfied that I didn’t have any more traitors seated with me, but I kept Terry’s head as a decorative piece just in case Hardcore any of them needed a healthy reminder. Gronk unceremoniously pushed Terry’s body to the side, and no one so much as blinked an eye over the death of a man they’d known for the better half of a decade. “That one,” Hacksaw said, pointing a meaty finger at Astrid, “needs to fight in The Pit.” “Fuck yeah, she does,” Gronk said, a touch of awe in his baritone voice as he stared at the Valkyrie, “I’ve never seen anyone move that fast; not even vampires, and those fuckers are like lightening.” “That draw,” Flendian said, mimicking the motion with his hand, “to move a blade that heavy, that quickly; Night Eyes, I hope you’re not going to waste her in the brothels.” “That was exactly what I was going to do.” I replied. “We could make a fortune off her as a whore,” Grunt said, leaning forward on his elbows toward me, “but we could build an empire on that blade, Night Eyes. The Pit is the beating heart of this city, and I know how you like to be perceived.” “Are you calling me vain, Grunt?” I asked with a smirk. He drew himself up to his anal full height and looked down at her. Dressed in a cami and shorts bedset. I’m sure she felt my teen body tense, even if she didn’t see my eyes fly open. Without thinking, Cassie put her finger in her mouth and sucked the precum from it. Sam crawled over and cleaned it up for them. He swatted her pussy with the crop, a resounding SLAP echoing in the room as Mira screamed, instinctually closing her legs. Furia, you’ll help Brianna with community outreach.” My sister yelled to my son. Jason and Becky were perfect for each other; neither was interested in anything asian other than sex. A few minutes later the doorbell went off, so as her new duty, Hardcore amateur Kimba answered it and led Betty into the kitchen where we were still drinking coffee.