#fixationing

     NOT BEING ABLE TO DECIDE on something pissed vaas the fuck off. they had brand new hostages that his men had discovered a few days ago. one of them, he took a special interest in. but he couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do with her. if she fucking bored him, he’d get rid of her and sell her, because he doesn’t deal with boring bullshit. if she entertained him--well, he could use another stripper; one had died from a fucking tiger attack not a week ago.

      ❛ hermanos! ❜ he called out to his new ‘guests’ as he walked up to the bamboo cage they were in. ❛ so here’s the fucking deal, okay? you all smelled fucking expensive when you came here. and because i’m a great fucking host, we’re all going to have one-on-one little chats, okay? ❜ he smiled at them before he nodded for one of his men to grab katie. ❛ and since i’m also a fucking gentleman, it’s ladies first, no? ❜