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FIFTY-THREE
Jett
This bitch is gettingon my last nerve. I probably would have gutted her by now if it wasn't for my Lovely Lina being here. Lina is doing a pretty good job getting the information from her, but it's taking too long. I swear, the bitch loves pain just as much as my Lovely does since that's the only time she tells us anything. Waiting until we deliver some pain before she opens that trap of hers.
“Awe, it looks like someone didn't like finding out how evil her mother actually was,” I chuckle evilly as I walk toward Felicia slowly. I pet her head like she's a fucking dog, “Now, how about you be a good girl and tell us everything you know?”
Apparently, she doesn't like my condescending voice by the glare she bores into me, “You already know that I'm the one who sent you the letters...”
“Ah, yes, but you see...you tried killing our favorite person three times...”
“Two...” my Lovely cuts me off.
I look at her gorgeous face and remind her, “No...three. I think you're forgetting about the Toga party, Lovely.”
“No,” Felecia jumps in, “That was only meant as a warning. It's why it was done over the pool.”
My head snaps back to the bitch, “She was tied to a fucking cross and almost drowned!” I snarl.
I hear the small gasp that comes from Lina, now remembering that first incident. Yeah, I will never forget it. How I had to repeatedly swim to the surface to get air for her...it was fucking scary as hell...I won't lie.
“Maybe if you didn't do such savage things, like sacrificing a woman by tying her to a cross, Cat wouldn't have been in that situation,” Felicia spits, “I mean, you were going to fuck her in front of all the guests...were you not?”
A slow grin appears on my face, and I shrug, “That's not entirely true...”
“Oh, I'm sorry, you were going to show it up on a damn screen,” she glares daggers at me.
“I signed a contract, Felicia,” Lina cuts in, “I knew what would happen, so get off your high horse and stop trying to paint the Lords as being such degenerates.”
“It's okay, Lovely,” I give her my most devastating smile, “She isn't entirely wrong, but we are only as immoral as you allow us to be.” I lick my lips as I look our girl up and down.
The leggings she's wearing with the off-the-shoulder sweater don't do anything to keep me from wanting her. I know what's underneath all that clothing, which makes me salivate. Lina really doesn't know what she does to us. She has three grown-ass men willing to worship her at her feet, and even though we haven't quite expressed it yet, we will soon enough.
“Focus, Pelletier,” my Lovely Lina smirks.
Doing as I'm told, I return my attention to Felicia, “What's the story behind Chris, Felicia?”
