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!”

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.

to see you try. It might not turn out as

so we deserve the rent.” He licked his lips. “And we already told the chief about this. Everyone just has to give us three

the

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

so hard, it almost

make three to five thousand a month. The customers love girls your age. It’s so much easier than getting

Yvonne by force, and the girl hid behind Kingsley.

pulled his hand back. He laughed drily. “I’m doing this for her own good. She can