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“Not my last name, but yes, I’m Sana,” I said tentatively, curious why he was even here

“Then this is for you The bosses said to change and be ready for the his so and paper cup on the counter Without anything else, he rushed out the door, barelyeye contact I’d know a mafia lackey on a direct order anywhere, and thatpeople call me by his last name and now this? Killian’s such a possessive dick

The cup was too enticing to ignore, so I peeled off the cap and let out an appreciative groan, the war forsweet, but I guess ed?

As I pulled out the silky garh It was a tiny black dress that would have left nothing to the iination A low cut v-neck, barely there straps, and there was no way it would even reach

As I held it up to inspect it further, a note fluttered out and hit the floor I picked it up and started to read it over

Baby Girl,

Pick you up at seven Wear this and don’t you dare go hoet underwear I want to know that pussy is bare and waiting for me

-Kill

Ps What kind of grown ass woman drinks hot chocolate?!

The audacity of thisat the clock, I saas already thirty minutes until seven, so I closed up shop early, wrote out a quick note, and rushed out of the door If they thought I was soirl they could order around, they had another fucking thing coet involved with them; my freedoh to lead the I knew about Kill was that he was one of those people who drew you in and held you transfixed If I gave him the chance, I’d lose myself in him and his beautiful darkness, and I couldn’t have any reason to hesitate when it came time to end this deal For the past few years, I'd had the chance to live o back to letting soilded, blood-crusted chains

“I’, and I only repeatship at the man in front of me He was already painted in blood and tied to the chair, unable to fight back, yet he still held out on me

“Fuck you, Adrostos I’d rather die than rat out my family,” he spat back I’d never bothered to learn his name; he was just another drain on our city The treh otten started, though myyet

“Kyrell, if you would,” I said to my brother, who chuckled and opened the curtains that hidreveal, loving the sh their wet lips as their tears flowed freely, all senity lost

As I looked over the tools,about Kill’s voice told et that woman’s perfect cries out of irl we could share, though none of the, but his voice told me this one was different, and the anticipation alone was killing me My dick ached, unsatisfied with my hand alone I needed to fuck someone, which meant our trip to the club ell timed

Finally settling on a sharpened pick axe, I pulled it off of the wall, grinning at ister it, I was on hi it to the arh, blood spraying, tissue tearing, and bones splintering as his screa eye contact with our victim, I wrenched the axe out of his hand, and blood splattered over my suit as the tool was freed The warhin ways I couldn’t even explain So their body, but I well, ever sincehad compared to the peace that overcame me when those fiery red droplets hit my cheek