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not to inform my staff I was coming, wanting to surprise the

one apart, limb by limb, if only just to forget about the dumb bitch who'd felt she could double cross me. It did

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ing their heads down and avoiding my eyes. They were two of the strongest, most ruthless bouncers a person could

ell what mood I was in. Sometimes I had pity on them for it. Not being able to guess what might be going through my head or what emotion I was currently feelin

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should be. Temptation was a two storey underground nightclub that I'd single handedly established and cherished mo

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the room. I kept my eyes trained on him as I walked further into the room, tricking him into thinking I wasn't making an inward inspection of hi

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t floor for further inspection. Listening as the elevator made the faintest ding, I walked out as soon as the doors opened. I kept my eyes down, not wanting an

and mild sensual artworks. The first floor was a little more serious than that. Only open to exclusive members, it was more of a BDSM club than the regular nig

I'd trained them in all the different floors of the building to be extremely watchful and alert. I'd have been disappointed if they hadn't imm

ller in size, to give room for privacy and intimacy since the occupants weren't going to be as much. Except there was an orgy going on. I pau

e unfinished business downstairs. I had a traitor that needed punishment. I let my legs lead me into the office of the person I'd put in

g signs that they were pure male. He'd probably gone around the floor for an inspection of his own and gotten hard at the sounds and images that had

ly and stepped in. I felt a sudden hum of energy coarse through my veins. I was always a little excited dishing out punishments to traitors and

t, including the elevators as well. I walked quietly down the hallway and took a bend, the smell of cigarettes and drugs immediately meeting my no

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shady business. One would think, knowing my reputation, that they wouldn't trust me enough to discuss their plans here. In my terri

with carefully placed bugs. That way, I could be in on whatever the assholes planned. I let them get away with most of their shit, only interfering if ev

ey had a

l area where deals were made and then my private chambers. I had a private BDSM room which I liked to call 'Crimson'. Other than that was my personal office-like cham

nted to. I sat down on the expensive leather seat carefully placed in front of the long mahogany desk and clasped my fingers together. I wa

my office." I stated simply the second the call went through and placed the phone back on my desk. In three seconds flat,

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s penetrated the slightly dark room and then they were gone as the door closed. I pinned Laurel with my gaz

om her eyes. I gazed at her in disgust, already knowing I would never be able to spare her. I would never admit it out lo

t trust

e I would have already been six feet under, along with the little girl I'd seen by the road who I'd been planning on sharing the meal with.

nds. The food Laurel had tried poisoning me with. Her eyes widened in their sockets when she realized my intent. Despite the fac

outh. I had trusted her, admittedly only a little bit, but I had trusted her nonetheless. And she had conspired with some dickheads to get

he whimpered, instantly jerking backwards in fear. "Eat the fucking food." I said, mentally trying to calm

hrough her skull any second. I bit down on my lower lip the second the plate slipped from her hands, whateve

her body turned a ghostly shade of white. Rave bent down to confirm that she was dead, nodding his head at me when he couldn't feel her pulse. "Dispose the body." I commanded, watching as he insta

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