The Established Siblings of the Pack

“Yes, boss,” Baron answered. “It’s quite near from where we’re at. We’ll be there in five.”

Kingsley hung up and tossed Kenzo out like he was trash. The man wobbled forward like a drunken man and fell forward to the ground. “Holy sh*t!” Kenzo scrambled to get back up, wincing. His whole body felt like it had been crushed. There were so many places he wanted to rub, but he only had two hands.

Some of the smarter lackeys went up to him and pretended to be concerned. “Are you alright, Kenzo?”

“You f*ckwits! You didn’t help me when he got me! It’s too late for concerns!” Kenzo kicked his lackeys. “Trash! All of you!”

in a docile manner. If they said one more word, Kenzo could kill them. Kenzo rubbed his sore shoulders and glared at Kingsley. “You got some moves, kid, but I got numbers on my side. We can kick the sh*t out

like to see you try. It

in his voice was unmistakable. Kenzo froze up from the intensity alone, and he took a step back instinctively. “We took over this place, so we deserve the rent.” He licked his lips. “And we already told the chief about this. Everyone just

at the mention of rent, and she clenched her fists tightly. “My brother worked really hard for the money. I won’t give even a single cent to

her. “Why don’t you come with us to Crimson Hall? Sleep with us for a night and we’ll never take rent from you.

your dreams!” Yvonne bit her lip so hard, it almost drew blood. She would

three to five thousand a month.

by force, and the girl hid behind

back. He laughed drily. “I’m doing this for her own good. She can never find success living in this dingy hut. I’m just showing her a way