nicholas.

“i’ve killed multiple people to set an example. it solves the issue for maybe a month, two at most and then people begin getting ballsy and suddenly aren’t afraid to die.” nicholas pocketed his phone, and watched as the other grew much closer than he appreciated. “clearly you have no idea how a business works. a password for something that’s lowkey is supposed to be essential in keeping unwanted people who could corrupt the place out of it. its just common sense but clearly its too much for your small brain to process.” nicholas chuckled at the next suggestion from the other, rolling his shoulders a tad. “i have a wife to do that for me.” he states with a roll of his eyes. “what are you trying to gain here?” he decides to ask. “sex? money? i’m not sure i play around with people who can’t understand the importance about rules and regulations in the work force.”

he didn’t know why people continued to take him for a fool. while pocketing his phone after ending the call angrily he lifted his head slightly to get a look at the other. already able to tell he was a brother - a vampire as well. but he didn’t have as much standards for himself if he was trying to sell to people within his walls. “cut the bullshit why don’t you?” nicholas says rather loudly, leaving some people near by to pause and look to see what was happening or what would happen to the shady character he was speaking with. “what’s your drug of choice you’re trying to pass around to my customers? drug use here unless provided by me is strictly prohibited. you have major balls.”  nicholas steps closer, clicking his tongue once. “i don’t appreciate lies. so if the next words out of your mouth aren’t the truth i’m going to take you to the back and rip your fangs and every other tooth out of your mouth and laugh while doing it.” he says in a hushed tone. 

“how many times have i told you if they don’t know the password you don’t let them in even if they say they know someone inside!” nicholas yelled into the phone that was nearly breaking beneath his bruising grip. the business man ran a speak easy too, and the one night he doesn’t attend poker night and things were completely going to shit. “hold on,” he turned on his heel to face the person bothering him. “what? if you aren’t going to say something that’s going to make this nightmare of a night even slightly better i suggest you just don’t speak or i might just make you a mute for the rest of your existence.”

“that’s a lie.” nicholas says immediately, his curiosity spiking at the others jumpiness. a light puff of laughter escaped nicholas, and he shook his head somewhat fondly. “mug you? sweetheart i have no need to mug anyone. i’m doing well without your pocket change.” nicholas owned the notorious crimson king, and business had been booming since its opening. other than that side hustle he ran illegal gambling at a speak easy. “there isn’t the truth much easier to get out rather than a bold face lie to someone who can hear your heart skip a beat.” nicholas clicked his tongue and looked around a bit. “running from who?” he decides to ask.