BLOOD LUST
"You molested my employee. In my own club."
"I'm sorry!" Dom pleaded, slytherin backwards as he caught sight of the wooden stake in Ms. Rose's hands.
"You're afraid?" She asked, seeing the scared look in his eyes. She took off the hat she wore to reveal big eyeballs that were coated with mascara, lips that colored deep red in a hard face and sharp Jaws. "Bully's shouldn't be afraid, you know?"
"Ms. Rose-"
Immediately her name escaped his lips, she dug the wooden stake into his heart, but not too deep but enough to let him feel the pains and not die of the impact.
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