a small purple circle placed itself onto my forehead as I smack my head into my work desk multiple times out of frustration, my claws marking over once already placed beige scratch indents into the wood made from previous episodes. easily put, I'm fucking stressed. though I got bank from work it was overwhelming to the point where I had already fired some of my best workers out of anger over the smallest things, and being fired by a gang boss did not have the same definition as getting fired for an average job. it was much more... how should I say? brutal.
I sigh and retract my claws from the wood as I hear a knock on the door in front of me and I growl lowly and fix my hair and gold chain. bringing my posture up into a more intimidating position. Looking weak in this world means death.
"come in." I groan.
the door suddenly bursts into the wall beside it with a bang as a skanky looking human woman falls to the ground as if she had been leaning against the door and a large booted foot landed on her ass. she seemed frightened and her eyes frantic looking in every direction but me, she whimpered as the heel on the boot dug into her more. my eyes follow the leg upwards and scan across the body in front of me. I crack an amused smile and pull a cigar out of my pocket and flick it in my mouth. rummaging for my matches as I say
"Mikey, "I grunt
"boss." he nods back with mutual respect. I find the matchbox and pull the last one out in an attempt to light it, it breaks. I huff and chuck the box across the room, clunking into the worn ripped grey carpeted ground. a light grey and blue tinted hand come into view holding a lit match. I take a drag on it and blow a ring out, humming as thanks. he throws it on the ground and steps on it. I set my elbows on the desk and lean forwards taking a closer look at the woman on the ground. my eyes linger for a second then look back up at Mikey.
"so?" awaiting an answer and taking another drag. he leans down and yanks her up by her hair and says real close to her ear.
"the bitch came up behind me and whacked me in the back of the head right outside of the restroom." he 'tsks' and rubs his head as if remembering the pain
"c'mon doll face, tell the man what you told me a few minutes ago." his dirty yellow smile widening as he stares at her and tears prick at her eyes. this piques my interest and I raise a brow and stare at her as she begins to finally look at me than the floor. she whimpers for mercy but before she could get the full thing out Mikey yells.
"now whore!" he yanks her back and she lets out a small scream allowing tears to fall down her dark smooth skin. I look at his fist that is full of hair, she cries and looks up to me hesitantly, I narrow my eyes at her and she flinches and chokes out a-
"m-my husband, he plans on sending a group to kill you- taking your place." my face grows serious. but I can't help but chuckle inside at the thought.
"what's your name." I inquiry
her breath hitches as I stand and walk around the desk and she sinks into the ground when realizing my height and stature. I twist my ring around my finger and stare down at her.
she looks down and takes a shaky breath out and says "Missy."
I push my self out of my seat stomping over in my black platformed boots. the stomping only slightly being muffled.
her panicked eyes widen as she squirms under Mikey trying to escape. I give Mikey a look and he seems to understand as he pins her to the floor. belly flat on the grey stained carpet, her breasts being squished against her body painfully. she winces and tears begin to swell in her eyes. I squat in front of her letting my claws sheath out and lightly put one under her neck dragging to her chin very slowly, only drawing a small line of blood that would scab over very fast. I watch closely as she struggles to swallow the spit in her mouth. I lean into her face as she closes her eyes as tight as possible silently crying. I blow on her face and she flinches back only to be pushed forward by Mikey. my smirk widens as my bottom lipslides down my tusks revealing their length.
YOU ARE READING
Outside The Storm
ActionA half-orc half-human man working as a gang boss in a city which is claimed to be "his" and his gangs. His work is going well until an unexpected bump in the road. it changes him drastically. Is it for the worse, or for the better read to find out
