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!”

rubbed his sore shoulders and glared at

you try. It

we deserve the rent.” He licked his lips. “And we already told the chief about this. Everyone just has to give us three hundred dollars a month. If you help them out, I’ll

of rent, and she clenched her fists tightly. “My brother worked really hard for the money. I

kill someone as adorable as you are, girl.” Kenzo leered at her. “Why don’t you come with us to Crimson Hall? Sleep with us for a night and

lip so hard, it almost drew blood. She

girl.” Kenzo took a step forward. “Listen to me. Work at Crimson Hall, and I guarantee you can make three to five thousand a month. The customers love girls your age. It’s so much easier than getting into college and working your way up the ladder.

to take Yvonne by force, and the girl hid

doing this for her own good.