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Natsu's P.O.V
I put my phone away, remembering the reason I came here. The little "business" meeting I had with pops. Bastard owes me more money than this entire whore house is worth. I looked around watching all of the disgusting events happening in front of me. The smell of cigarettes and sex lingered in the air. Watching married men be dragged by sluts. All of these girls are only here to waste these old bastards money. You could see the devious intentions in their eyes and it wasn't pretty
But Melody was different when she was called on stage I wasn't expecting this little girl to walk out. From the stories people have told me I was expecting a totally different person. She was seductive that was sure, but I don't know if she's the real demon that everyone claims her to be. I guess I could find out.
As much I want to fuck the shit out of her I need her. But the thoughts can't stop running through my head. Just the way I could thrust her and hear her scream my name. Letting her ride my face as I taste the sweet juice of her cum in my mou-
"Finished having fun with the whore," Gray said interrupting my thoughts. My eyes darkened. Immediately fear was evident in his eyes. He straightened his back "We found him, gajeel and I tied him to his office chair.". Pops is lucky that he's her uncle or I wouldn't have wasted my time keeping him alive. He fucked with the wrong person. I should have known that he would screw me over when I saw this place. But if it wasn't for him I wouldn't have found her But just because he's her uncle that doesn't mean I can't have some fun with the little bastard. My expression was filled with amusement. "First we get the melody, then we go.". He gave me a nod and started walking towards the back. "Melody" that name doesn't fit her. It makes her sound like a bitch from the 70s or something. But I guess that's none of my business on what her parents decide.
But for sure the one thing I can call her is my toy, and I hate sharing.
I weaved my way through the crowd. I need to find out more about her. I scanned the room weaving my way through the crowd trying to find someone around here that can give me some kind of information. My eyes landed on a redhead. She confirmed the stereotype of what you would think of a stripper. Overdone makeup, sky-high heels. Small pieces of fabric they called clothing, and from what I can tell she had the personality to match, easy prey. I made my way toward her. Immediately she saw me and gave me a sloppy smile. You could tell she was high off something. I was starting to regret this decision. This better be worth it...
"Hi there." she giggled in a sickly sweet voice. You can tell that she's done this before. Her words almost sound like a script. "Is there anything you need sir" she bit her lip in an attempt to be seductive, but instead she looked like a shark. "Let's get a room," I said in a monotone voice. She seemed caught off guard. Like this wasn't part of her act. "Wow you sure get straight to the point" she laughed. "I like it," she said in looking up at me like I was a prize she had just won. She's pathetic her whole purpose in her life is to please men and let them use her as a cum dumpster.
She took me down a hallway that held multiple rooms. Muffled moans and grunts echoed through the doors. I looked around and mumbled "This is the shit my money is being wasted on" She opened one of the rooms leading me in. "I'm on the pill so you don't have to worry about cuming inside," she said as she undressed. The room was disgusting, used condoms scattered in various areas of the room. Dried semen stained the sheets. What smelled like piss soaked the floor.
"I'm not here for tha-." I tried to finish my sentence but she cut me off. "Oh please." she scoffed looking at me with an unamused expression. "Listen, you're going to answer some questions fo-" I continued to speak with authority but again I was cut off by this bitch. I clenched my teeth. "If you're trying to role play then that's gonna cost extra." She told me in a dull tone. She continued to undress. I stood there in disgust. Her body looked worn-out. She just looks like a used whore if I've seen one. When she finished undressing. She lied there waiting for me to make a move.
"Are you going to do something or are you just going to stand there" her face was etched with confusion. I stood there silently processing the situation. Trying to think of ways not to kill her and still get some information out of her. "your not even hard yet" she groaned. Almost as if a lightbulb went off in her head she spoke again. "I know just how to fix that" she smiled. Instantaneously she ended up on her knees in front of me. I almost didn't have time to blink before she ends up here. Already starting to unbuckle my belt. I looked at her with surprise. "What the fuck are y-" but yet again she interrupted me. "Just shut up and enjoy" when she looked at me she almost looked surprised at my size I saw her throat lean in a swallow motion. With hesitation she soon grabbed my limp dick and stuck in her mouth with force. She was struggling with my size in her mouth. She started moving her head up and down making slurping noises and gagging sounds. But I stayed soft in her mouth. Not even she could turn me on. My hands twitched with anger.
I grabbed her face and pushed her off of me. Her head knocked onto the floor, hard. You could see the anger rise in her face when she regained her composure. "What the fuck is your problem?!" she screeched. She quickly got up and tried to slap me. I grabbed her hand in mid-air. All I could see was red. Out of instinct I grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the wall. Her feet dangled in the air kicking me but I didn't flinch once. She gasped for air; clawing at my hands with her long fake nails, a few started to tear off. "I'm going to ask you questions and you're going to answer got it," I told her in a sinister voice. With her last breath, she said "y-yes". I let her go. She fell on her knees and caressed her neck coughing; taking in the air like it was her first time breathing. She was a worthless bitch. All she was good for was pleasing pathetic men like the whore that she is. I need answers though. I clenched my fist. looking down at her I could see the fear in her eyes, I smiled. She flinched as I took a step toward her.
"Tell me about melody"
Lucy P.O.V.
I walked off the stage after my second set. I was tired, but most of all horny. My face was red. beads of sweat covered my body, causing my hair to stick to my forehead. I looked like a mess. I could feel my pussy beating with desire. I need something or someone. My eyes lingered around the room looking for my next fuck.
I walked around the floor scanning booths and tables but most of them I've already fucked or just don't want to fuck. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the same head of pink hair. I made my way toward him until I saw he was walking out of the "bedrooms". His face was red, his hair was disheveled. I felt a bit of jealousy watching that Sherry got to him before I did. I HATE sloppy seconds so I walked away feeling defeated.
I walked around for a few more minutes looking around and rejecting ugly men until I finally gave up. I'm just going to fuck my most trusted friend. He has been with me for as long as I remember.
My right hand.
I turned away and walked into the backroom to collect my things. just as I was about to escape to my sexual solitude I saw my favorite redhead. "Hey Melody this guy is looking for you," Sherry said nervously. "Tell him he can wait I'm going back to my apartment" I don't have the time nor the mental capacity to deal with another customer. "He seems serious about meeting you" she tried to reason. I already feel a headache forming in my temples from my little withdraw. I need another kick. "Tell him to fuck off and to wait" I walked passed her and ran off across the street to my apartment. I couldn't hear what she had to say next, but honestly, I didn't care. I took my keys and opened my door, and slammed it shut. I threw off my stage outfit. Kicking off my shoes into the corner but not before grabbing my vibrator. I laid my nude body on the bed. While lewd thoughts clouded my mind.
Natsu's P.O.V
I heard the conversation between Sherry and Melody. I watched her walk away looking dazed and pale. My attention turned to Sherry. She has served her purpose, I don't need her anymore. I walked toward her slowly. The color drained from her face. I pulled out my gun. "plea-" she couldn't even finish her plead.
I had already pulled the trigger.
Her blood splattered across the floor. You could see the bullet wound going straight through the center of her head, her face stayed in the same fearful expression. She looked better dead than she ever did alive. "What do we do with the body?" Gray asked from behind me. "I cleaned the last one Gray It's your turn," Jaleel said. I don't have time for their bitching "I don't care just get this shit out of my sight." they could hear the annoyance lased in my voice. "The slut was that bad" Gray chuckled.
"Bitch is lucky I didn't kill her earlier".
"I didn't know you had such a kind heart" gajeel scoffed.
"just clean this shit up," I hissed
I started to walk to the front when Gray stopped me "where are you going boss" he asked with a concerned face. "Going to collect my new property," I said with a smile.
I exited the club and walked across the street looking at the small apartments lined up next to each other. I found her door and noticed it was open. I walked in uninvited as I heard moaning coming from a room down the hallway I felt my fist clench. If she was over there fucking another dude that's not me, blood with shed. I HATE sloppy seconds.
Lucy's P.O.V.
I took my vibrator and stuck it in my mouth treating it as though it were a man's dick. The thought of the pink-haired man's touch still lingered on my body. I pictured his face when I sucked it up and down feeling it in the depths of my throat. When it was all lubed up. I turned it on. I stuck into my raw pussy pushing it in hard into me. My hand movements where fast and hard I whimpered arching my back wanting to feel it deep inside of me the vibration only made me wetter. All I wanted was to feel a real one In me. I moaned loudly and whimpered with every movement. I felt like I couldn't think anymore. But my hole wasn't enough I wanted more. I took it out taking in a heavy breath and massaged around my sensitive clit. The ecstasy ran through me. My breath hitched at the feeling. I rubbed circles around and around. I shivered in delight. I was getting close I grabbed my breast with my other hand pinching at my nipple feeling it get hard under my touch. My breath was getting heavy I could feel my orgasm growing. I was so close I let out a moan like, scream, and just before I could reach my peak I heard someone clear their voice.
"Having fun" I looked up it was the same man as before with that same devilish smirk. Out of instinct I threw the vibrator and grabbed my gun from under my bed and charged. leaving me no time to process the situation. I tackled him to the floor pointing the gun at his head as I straddled him. My breath was erratic, my body was hot. My clit was begging for more. But I couldn't let my lust get the best of me "Look who came for a little peep show." I smiled comically. I pushed the gun harder into his head. "You know that comes with a price and it's not cheap." his expression stayed the same. I pushed the gun harder into his head hoping for a better reaction.
he chuckled. That was not what I was expecting.
He unhooked the gun from my hand throwing it across the room. He flipped me keeping his hand under back gently placing me on the floor. He hovered above me, hold down my hands over my head me. His lips coming up to my ear "And its a price I'm willing to pay." I could feel his hot breath against my skin causing goosebumps on my clad body. I studied his face and the way he was positioned. His eyes were unfocused and his left side was holding most of his weight. But other than that he had a really good hold on me. This game is finally getting interesting. His eyes scanned my naked body. I tried to take this to my advantage. I wrapped my right leg around his torso. He smiled and loosened his grip. Without him noticing I kicked out his left leg; shifting my weight, leaving me room to slip out.
I got up and ran across the room picking up my gun. I pointed it at him from across the room. He took his and did the same. "Always trying to get away from me" he smirked, "and yet you keep on coming back" I chuckled humorlessly. We stood there for a moment waiting for one of us to make a move. The tension was thick and the silence was deafening. You could hear the music playing from across the street. The sound of the vibration from my toy. Every creak in the floor. Our uneven breathing slowly starting to sync "You're playing a dangerous game." he spoke taking a step forward. But I stood my ground. He almost seemed shocked at my courage, almost as if he was expecting me to bow my head. But he's right; in the end, It's all just a game. I looked at him dead in his eyes. "Your right it's always a game" I dropped my gun and kicked it to the side. "Always a winner and a loser. But it always comes to an end" I walked up to him. placing his gun on my head.
"End it," I whispered.
His face hardened. I stood there waiting for his next move. he seemed indecisive. Looking down at me he searched my face questioning my sanity. At that moment I questioned it too. But I knew, either way, I knew he wouldn't. He's in my game... And that's the way I like it.
He put the gun down and stared at me. He had a hard expression almost like he was trying to figure out a puzzle. But my fun is gone, and truth be told he was getting boring. "I knew it. you talk a big game but in the end, you're still not willing to do what it takes to be on top" I scoffed. I walked away to get dressed.
He came from behind me and threw me on the bed. He laid me flat against the mattress with one knee in between my legs, pressed hard against my core. Keeping one hand on my throat and the other on the side of my head. "your going to want to start to showing me some respect cuz starting today you're my property" he had a sinister look in his eyes almost like he was a satanic being.
"Sorry but your not special I can name at least 50 guys and girls that would want to say the same thing" I spit out. He pushed my neck up making me look at him. "Your uncle doesn't owe any of them over five hundred thousand dollars. The money that keeps that shit hole you call home alive" he smirked. I was shocked. How could pops keep something like this from me?! I could have handled it a long time ago, but now I have this shit head pinning me against my bed with no way out. " but I might keep you as payment" he said with his eyes roaming my body.
"Shit" I hissed to myself. "So what now you buy me, then I'm supposed to become your bitch" I rolled my eyes. "You become mine and only mine," he said shifting his leg slightly. My hips bucked forward. I wanted to curse myself out for not locking the fucking door. "Sensitive are we" he smiled devilishly showing me his sharp teeth. "Fuck you" I winced. please out of all the times I've had sex with a person I have never, not wanted to cum. The one fucking time I finally get a guy to make my pussy excited and it's on his fucking knee. I want to slap myself.
He shifted his leg up "I plan to" he whispered. I twitched "you would never be so lucky" I spat through my teeth. "Don't worry princess you'll be begging for my dick once I'm done with you" he shifted his leg to the side. My toes curled. I'm so close "I'm not a princess, I'm a Queen" I grunted. "But Queens still have to answer to the King" he shifted his leg down. That was it I couldn't take it anymore.
The orgasm rush through me. My breath hitched I could feel my walls pulsing. My back arched, I gripped the sheets, shuddering in pleasure. I let out a moan I didn't know I was holding. I tried to keep my face stiff but I was failing. To add insult to injury, the fucking pink head was on top of me chuckling. Just as I was about to speak he let go of my throat and took two fingers and scooped up my hot cum from my core; taking them and ingesting my juices. "You taste like pineapple" he smirked. I glared at him my face was red, my breath was heavy. I grit my teeth and said the only words that came to mind "mother fucker".
He got off of me and patted himself down. "Put on something decent I need to have a little meeting with you and Pops," he said wiping my cum off of his pants. He took a pack of cigarettes out of his back pocket and lit one. "By the way, you should start locking your door you don't want strangers walking in on you" he chuckled as he walked out. I can't believe out of all the people Pops had to piss off this guy. but I can't stay mad at least he did ask him for the money. But if this guy has any connection to him then I'll make sure that he's dead. I won't hesitate.
Not like last time.
I got off the bed and decided to put on black jogging spandex as well as a white tube top that said celestial across it. I skipped the idea of a bra. I quickly slipped on a pair of tie-up shoes. I wasn't trying to impress anyone. Putting my hair up in a messy bun I glanced at the bag of white powder sitting on top of my dresser. "Maybe one line wouldn't hurt".
I cut out a long, fat line using an old credit card; inhaling the toxic powder using a straw. I flung my head back and pinched my nose. The drip stung a little more today. When the pain diluted I lowered my head. When I let go of my nose I felt the warm trickle of blood run down toward my mouth. I wiped it away. I tried to gather my thoughts before I went in. I don't know what to expect. Looking in the mirror to check for any powder or blood. before I left I hid a small knife in my bun. When I was satisfied I ran across the street.
I quickly walked through the crowd of men and some women. A few regular customers tried stopping to ask for a quicky. I ignored them and continued walking. I hope they didn't hurt Pops. I'm going to see blood by the end of the night if they did. I quickened my pace trying to get to his office. When I opened the door I saw him tied to his office chair with a calm expression. He gave a look that told me to do what I have to. I looked around at the men standing in the room looking for any weakness. One of them had black hair but it almost had a blue hue to it. I could see the dark blue tattoo peeking out from the top of his shirt. I noticed that he was tilted to the right a little. he probably had taken a blow to his left rib not that long ago.
There was another man with long black, spiked hair with multiple piercings across his face. if I were to tackle him and get a good hit to his face I could do some good damage. In the corner, there was a third man he had bright blue hair and a tattoo that covered half of his face. he had a lot of weak points, starting with the way he stood. his left foot slanted out slightly so he could easily be toppled over. and his overall body seemed slightly weak. he looks sleep deprived so I could take him out without much effort. and of course, stand right in the center of the room was fucking pink head. he almost no weak points just some loose clothing that I could topple him down with but other than that he would be my biggest match. "untie him" my eyes darkened. no one made a move. "now motherfuckers" my hands started to twitch. I was out for blood. "we ain't doing shit bitch" mocked the metal face. I looked at him with a dark expression "call me a bitch one more time" I dared him. "Or what bitch you're gonna go cry to your mommy" that was all it took for me to take flight.
I took a knife out of my bun and charged at him. Tackling him to the ground. I managed to land a good punch to his face leaving his piercings looking bloody. he took a hold of my left hand but not the one with the knife. I stabbed him in the shoulder. Hearing him cry out in pain; I smiled sadistically. I pushed the knife down. Feeling the flesh ripping apart from the skin through the fabric. He hissed in pain. It sounded like music to my ears while I heard his screams. I pulled out the knife and aimed for the chest, but I was carried off of him by the two other men. I kicked and screamed trying to break away. I felt like a rabid animal.
I don't know if its the coke or my anger or both but I feel great. The adrenaline pumping through my veins. The tingle on my skin. It's all so exhilarating. It's been a while since I've done this. I don't know why I stopped. Using the same knife I stabbed the stronger one in the leg causing him to loosen his grip. This is my chance. Taking out the knife I ran back to metal face and tried to jump on him but. Two strong hard, hands caught a firm grip on my waist. Pulling me back before I could kill the bastard.
He took the knife and threw it into the wall. "I'm gonna kill him!" My eyes were blurry, all I could focus on was metal face. He was my only target. I can feel my heart race. I tried to get out of his grip but he held on to me tighter. "Motherfucker!" I screamed. I want blood. I just want to see the fear in his eyes as he takes his last breath. I would be the last thing he sees until he slips away and finally pays for his sins. "Let me go!" I screamed louder. I felt a small sting in my left arm and I instantly calmed down. Eventually, my breathing evened out and I stopped thrashing around. I took a few deep breaths. "I'm fine you can let me go" I sighed. He declined my offer and instead sat down in a chair with me on his lap. I stood up pushing him slightly and stood in the corner close to pops.
"Pops I see we have some things to discuss" he spoke calmly as if nothing had just happened. "and I see you have taken a liking to my niece Mr. Dragneel" he chuckled. "Pops, how badly did you fuck up this time?" I sighed. This isn't the first time pops has owed someone money. But they never wanted me as payment. They always wanted one of the other girls. Not that we would give them away. All it took was a little seduction and a gun to end it all our problems. But this guy is different, he's a monster.
But I'm worse.
"Mr. dragneel am sure that we can work something out. You have to remember that this is between you and me. My melody has nothing to do with this" he knew that I was going to have to go with him one way or another. But at least he's trying. For the first time, this was something that we couldn't kill our way out of. "You see pops I don't give a shit about what happens to your whore house or you. Your niece is the only this that hold back my hand from popping a cap in your head" I couldn't read his expression. He sat there in thought, he couldn't decipher what to do. "what exactly do you propose" I knew he finally caved in. this was it. "the girl, we can take her. She will come with us and your debt will be forgiven and I will send you monthly payments of 300,000 dollars as a thank you for the product." I have to admit its a good deal. but am I really gonna become this bastards 'properly'?
"just do it, Pops, this is the best way we can get out of this situation" I pleaded. I have to do it; this the place has gone downhill. the business hasn't been what it used to. (maybe cuz I may have eliminated a few regulars) but it was still home. I can't see it go away. he gave me a sorry look. "I accept your offer" I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding in.
"fuck this, are you really going to let this bitch become one of us" metal face hissed holding a blood-soaked cloth over his shoulder. I stood up straight and walked over to him. "call me a bitch one again and I'll make sure no one will be there save you next this time" I spat. I didn't choose this shit. So for him to call me a bitch was sick. "Jellal you being the only one that didn't get stabbed go pack her shit" my stomach dropped. I was praying to the heavens that they wouldn't take away my coke. from the little time I have spent with them, they don't seem like the type to have their members on any form of drugs.
"I can do it, they don't need to be going through my shit" I hope they just let me do this. He sat there in deep thought. "no, I don't trust that you won't try to sneak something with you" fucking hell. This all I need. "at least let me say goodbye to the place" I sighed. He looked at me in a questioning manner. "I'm giving you 15 minutes" great 15 minutes to pack up life and say goodbye to my home that I will probably never see again. "untie him first" they turned their attention to him. Almost as if they forgot his presence. "Gray, untie him" he snapped.
"I'm kinda having a little trouble moving around" he winced. Tending to the wound I caused only minutes ago. "stop acting like a bitch. You tied him up, you untie him" pink head demanded. Reluctantly he limped over and untied Pops. "thank you, gentlemen, now may I have a word in private with my niece" they nodded and left the room. "now Lucy you know that I love you and I try my best to keep you safe. This time your gonna have to do this on your own, I can't protect you anymore" he gave me a sorry look. "There are some things that I have kept from you to keep you from being in danger, but I will let you find out on your own time" his words gave me a bit of shock. I don't know what he's talking about but it sure didn't sound good.
"What kind of things pops" I whispered in fear. "I can't tell you now only time will tell when you are ready to understand who you truly are" I tried to process is words and my situation. I can't believe that I was just sold to some kind of mafia and I was gonna have to live with that dick head of a leader. Or that I will probably never get to see my family again. Both thoughts broke my heart. I don't know what to do. For the first time in 12 years, I had no control.
"You'll be fine child" he whispered. Just remember what I have always taught you. "Be strong and wise but never think you're not loved" I said with glossy eyes. "That's right and remember that I will always be with you even when I'm not there" "I know pops" I smiled through the pain. "I'm not weak like I was 2 years ago I'm strong now" I didn't let myself cry. "I love you, Lucy," he said while giving me a big hug. "I love you too dad" I whispered.
I walked out of the room looking around. It looked the same as it did when I first walked in 12 years ago. It was more updated and classy. I almost missed the only things we used to have, but nothing ever stays the same. I walked to my apartment and looked at what was now an empty space that held more memories that I was still deciding whether they were worth remembering. My room was nothing glamorous. It held one bed in the corner and a dresser in the other corner. That was it but it was enough for me. but now it was only going to be a memory.
I closed the door to go say goodbye to the rest of my family. As I was making my way around I asked where Sherry was but no one knew. I guess someone would tell her I was gone. When I was done I walked out. people always told me that 'change is never easy. you fight to hold on and you fight to let go'. It didn't occur to me how deep those words would sink into my old wounds.
I took one last look at my old home. I said my silent goodbyes. I turned around and saw a limo with the door open. I got in, pink head staring me down as I did so. My focus remained on the window. Completely ignoring his existence. I watched as the streets flew passed us in a blur. after about 5 minutes he threw my bag of coke at me. "mind explain this" he hissed through his clenched teeth.
and so it begins.
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