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“Already done,” Conrad announces as he hits a button on his phone and slides it back into his pocket. “I’ll come with you. Three sets of eyes are better than two.” He climbs out of the backseat and meets us on the curb. We drag the first body up to the apartment after confirming there is no one around.

Conrad gets materials together to start the fire and an accelerant so the entire building goes with it. Prince-y and I drag the other two upstairs and throw them carelessly on top of their friend. If only we had marshmallows, it would be like a campfire. Conrad douses the bodies in vegetable oil. Then he ignites a match and lights a porno magazine on fire before throwing it onto the bodies. “We better get out of here. I turned the gas on for the stove and the pipe for the dryer. This place is gonna go kaboom as soon as a spark flies,” he says matter-of-factly.

Hurrying down the stairs, we exit the building and shut the door. Getting back in the car, Prince-y beats me to the driver's seat. I roll my eyes but get in the passenger seat next to him. “Can’t handle my driving, Prince-y?”

“Fuck no!” he barks back at me as he turns the ignition over. The SUV roars to life just as a BOOM roars from above us, and the windows blow out of the upstairs, raining glass down onto the street. “Conrad, call the fire department so they can come contain the fire. We want to send a message but not hurt anyone else.”

“On it,” Conrad quips.

Prince-y pulls away from the curb and steers us onto the street, headed back to Reds.

We get back to Reds in time for Rainbow Sparkle to open the front door and welcome everyone. I don’t know why they call it a soft opening. Why not just open and start making the big money? Silly Americans think they need to open just to their friends and family first, then the public.

I will admit Rainbow and Lane did a fantastic job on this place. Not sure what it looked like inside before Ivan blew it up, but the bar is simple and crisp. Upstairs, Rainbow has turned what used to be Lane’s apartment into a burlesque lounge of sorts. I wonder if it does… well, if she’d like to expand? Perhaps I could turn another venue into a burlesque club but on a much larger scale.Where is my Rainbow Sparkles?

“Lexie! You’re back. Good, I want you at the bar inside. Nothing but the best for my best friend,” Rainbow squeals. She grabs my hand, drags me to the bar, and pulls me to stand behind it with her. I laugh at her antics, but I also seeMalyshkabehind the bar, serving drinks. I quirk an eye at my girl and then back at my new friend. “Oh, our bartender was a no-call no-show. Nat offered to jump in and help,” she informs me.

“I didn’t get to congratulate you on your upcoming wedding, Rainbow. I’m happy for you, but if Mr. Lane steps one pinky-toe out of line, I’m going to shoot him and then cut him up like a prime cut of pork.” I turn my gaze to her so she knows how deadly serious I am. Lane is a good guy, but if he hurts her, I’ll end him. The wedding promises to be an affair no one will want to miss. Rainbow is going to have a wedding like no other. I can picture it already. I wonder if she’ll let me play a role in it?I would make the best flower girl!

The night is going well. Everyone is laughing and drinking, but it’s time I take my Rainbow for a spin on the dance floor. Strolling over to her, where she stands with Prince-y, I grab her hand and walk her to the area where others are dancing. I throw my hands above my head and shake my hips from left to right rapidly as she throws her head back, laughing. She then plugs her nose with one hand and puts the other above her head, and waves it down, almost like she’s going underwater.

Wait ‘til she sees the moves I’ve been practicing from the YouTube. Putting my hands on my hips, I thrust my pelvis back and forth like I’m fucking the air. The lady in the videos I watched called this twerking, and I think I’m rather good at it. Rainbow giggles but copies my motions. Prince-y walks about behind her, looking annoyed. “You two look ridiculous,” he growls.

“That’s the point, grumpy cat. It’s called having fun. Do you know anything about that?” Rainbow sasses him, and he rolls his eyes.

“Yes, I know how to have fun.”

“Then prove it!” she yells.

Surprising the hell out of me, Prince-y puts his left hand in front of him and shakes his ass, using his right to act like he’s shopping. Then he bends one leg at the knee behind him, grabs his ankle, and moves that leg up and down like a crazed cat. Rainbow is cackling, and I must admit I’m staring at him with my arms crossed, taking in this Prince-y I’ve never met before.

“Those are quite the moves, King. Who knew you had skills like that, you’ve been holding out on us,” Rainbow praises.

We dance until we are all covered in a light sheen of sweat and breathing like we ran a marathon. I give up the title of dancer supreme to Prince-y and head back to the bar to drown my loss in vodka andMalyshka. She is still behind the bar talking to Katia, who is sitting on a bar stool. She looks so sexy and carefree tonight. I want nothing more than for her to look like this for the rest of her days. A devious plan forms, and now that I have the image of my plan in my head, I can’t stop thinking about it.

I strut behind the bar and wink at Katia before dropping to my knees in front ofMalyshka. She’s wearing a dress tonight, so I easily grab the sides of her panties and pull them down her legs. Her pretty pink pussy is on display, and I tap her thighs gently. She automatically takes a step, spreading them just enough that I can lap at her slit.

I’m on my knees in front of the only person who could get me in this position. She is my life, and I will bathe in the blood of her enemies in order to save her from the pits of hell. I suction my lips around her clit and suck hard, hearing her gasp as she tries to control her demeanor. Katia giggles but is quickly cut off by the Boss man.

“Little Fox, you’ve been behind that bar working all night. Why don’t you come out and play with us?” he asks.

“I’m okay. Behind the bar is where I like to be. I’m having plenty of fun back here,” she replies. I want him to know the fun to which she speaks of, so I slide two fingers into her core and curl them as I pull out, only to repeatedly pump them into her again.

“Can I get a rum and coke with two beers?” Stryker requests.

“Yeah, umm, just give me a second, I have a craaa—” she tries to stifle the moan passing through her lips when I nip her little nub, but she can’t.

“Oh, I see,” Stryker chuckles. “You know what? I can wait. I rather like looking at you anyway,” he purrs. The kinky fucker is going to watch as I make our girl come on my tongue.

I pick up the pace, flicking my tongue up and down on her clit and adding another finger to her tight cunt. She tenses and clamps her thighs around my head as I continue to devour her pussy. Her cream drips from her onto my waiting tongue, and I clean her all up as she rides out the waves of ecstasy.

“Fuck! Alexie,” she whimpers when I kiss her clit before climbing out from under her dress and standing up.

“You were such a good girl,Malyshka,” I tell her while grabbing her chin to turn her toward me and planting a kiss on her pillowy lips. “I think it’s time we close this party down and head home.”

“After that show, I need to go home.” Stryker grabs Katia and Nat, dragging them to the door while they yell their goodbyes. Prince-y and Conrad jump up from their seats and follow. I had my time, so I’m going to go home to sleep, I think. I need to wash the stink of those dead bastards from my skin.

Before leaving, I stop in front of Rainbow Sparkles and hug her. “I’m leaving, girl, you’ll be safe, right?”

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