Constricted: Beyond the Brothel Walls
“My lip grew sore with each passing moment as my fangs sliced through the flesh. The demon chuckled every time I did it. His lofty attitude hadn’t eased the thickening tension. Neither had his strangeness toward my Petre or Petre’s need to keep secrets. Whispers of keys had caught my ears, but I was determined to learn about the dreams.
We were the last leg; Tomas and Petre had checked in with Veric before they entered the station. He sat at the kitchen table fiddling with his weapons and ig...noring me. The wooden chair groaned as he shifted about under his size. My brow rose thinking of the agent and all the secrets he withheld from me. Once alone, I thought he’d open up as we’d ransacked the house and collected anything concealable or of value. No, the demon refused to budge and eluded my questions left and right.
A sigh tickled my throat. Our group was the toughest. There wasn’t enough time to teach me compulsion. That proved yet another reason Petre wanted me with Tomas.MoreLess
We were the last leg; Tomas and Petre had checked in with Veric before they entered the station. He sat at the kitchen table fiddling with his weapons and ig...noring me. The wooden chair groaned as he shifted about under his size. My brow rose thinking of the agent and all the secrets he withheld from me. Once alone, I thought he’d open up as we’d ransacked the house and collected anything concealable or of value. No, the demon refused to budge and eluded my questions left and right.
A sigh tickled my throat. Our group was the toughest. There wasn’t enough time to teach me compulsion. That proved yet another reason Petre wanted me with Tomas.MoreLess
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