@things-arent-what-they-seem66
Warning: β οΈ This work contains brutal scenes of murder, gore, and extreme lustful language that in some cases may be seen as misogynistic.
Screams of frustration rang out and bounced off the wall along with the sounds of thrashing as the single individual in the room was doing their utmost best to escape the padded chair they were strapped to.
Agitation was clearly eating away as they felt the uncomfortable sensation from their current bondage.
Inside their minds, and out their mouths in muttered curses, was words of pure hatred and contempt for the ones that put them in this position.
In front of them was a camera where a moment before its button was as dull as a cloudy day, then the red light flashed to life signifying its operational status.
On the other side of the camera, or rather those were watching from their location, observed those on their monitors.
Multiple screens lit up and all of them having different people on them.
Two chairs were placed in front of them watching them with varied expressions. One with dull eyes, the other with intrigue.
Vincent: So, what do you think?
Lilith: You mean those three?
Lilith: They donβt seem like anything out of the ordinary.
Vincent: I can assure you Ms. Magne they are more than meets the eye, especially our little bambino.
His eyes gestured over to where their most recent catch was, a male with skin as white as milk, and a rather small frame was picking up the most fuss.
Vincent: It took quite a while to find him, put my men on quite the chase, not to mention gave my head investigator the heart attack of a lifetime when he finally found him. That little shit did not go quietly.
Lilith: Right I heard there was an altercation between the two?
Vincent: Yes, when Altruist found him he had found him inside of a prostitute.
Lilith: Hm, no wonder he picked up a fuss then, itβs not often that I have my way with someone if anyone interrupted that-
Vincent: Oh no, you misunderstood me, Lucifer wasnβt having sex with the woman, in fact she wasnβt even alive when he was found.
Lilith: Then your telling me-
Vincent: Letβs just say baby wanted to know a mommyβs warmth.