Page 10 of Tyrant

Chapter Five

TYRANT

We drinkthe most expensive vodka in the world. It’s crystal clear and is extremely smooth, and fuck does it work. It’s just Peri and I waiting to talk to Luc. We have to give him our report, something that could be done later.

Demo and Vic walk into the room and Demo grabs a bottle of whiskey and takes a drink. Vic grins ear to ear.

“What did you do to the new arrival?” Peri asks.

“Jerked off into a pair of her panties,” Vic says. “Put them on top of her bag. Now I can’t stop picturing her picking up her panties and licking them clean.”

“Luc is in a bad mood,” Demo says. “There’s something going down right now. We need to mask up.”

I feel my lip curl. We all prepare ourselves and wait for the command to enter thePerg. Before we can even do that, the curtain opens and in walks Luc. No gold mask. No black robe. He’s in jeans and a T-shirt. His massive arms flex, veins pumping with anger.

He comes right for me, grabs me by my throat and pushes me up against a wall, then he lifts me. I feel like my neck is about to snap. Luc releases his grip with his left hand and smacks my mask off my face. It hits the floor with a resounding thud.

“Someone get me a knife so I can cut this fucker’s tongue out,” Luc orders.

“Already have your favorite one, Luc,” a voice says.

In walks a large figure. Wearing a mask yet I can see the asshole’s smile hidden under there.

Des. Short for Destroy.

Des hands Luc the knife.

“Now put him on his knees,” Luc says to Des.

Without hesitation Des kicks at my knees.

I throw my right shoulder up into Des’s face, knocking his mask off.

It’s disrespect for thelegionyet I can’t fucking stand either one of them right now.

Luc hits the left side of my body. So hard I can’t breathe and I can almost feel blood pooling that I’ll end up pissing out in the morning.

“For the sake of the fuckinglegion,” Luc growls at me. “ForPerg.”

I bend my knees when I want. I drop down to the ground by my own doing. I look up at Des and can tell he’s loving this moment.

“Hold his mouth open,” Luc says.

“No need,” I say. “Here. You want my fucking tongue. Take it.”

I open my mouth wide and I stick out my tongue. Demo, Peri, and Vic can only stand and watch. Des looks ready to come in his pants with happiness. And my brother stands with a knife in his hand.

I’m calling his bluff. And he knows it. He knows other guys lesser than me would act just the same. Lesser than me. I keep myself steady. I am literally ready for him to cut my tongue out of my mouth. It’s his throne. It’s his rule.

“It was a solo target,” Luc says.

Just like that I know I’m not going to lose my tongue.

“That’s correct,Sir,” I say. “Things became compromised after we made entry into the office. The target had a prostitute performing oral sex on him. I had to make a judgement call.”

“I was with him, Sir,” Peri says.

“No,” I say. “Peri had nothing to do with my decision.”

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