𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕩

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TW: Reference to Underage Prostituition/ Sexual Violence

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TW: Reference to Underage Prostituition/ Sexual Violence

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He hated it here. He hated it yet he couldn't bring himself to escape, as he walked into the place which looked splendid and rich with the jewels but he knew. Daphne knew this was just a sick place owned by monsters and innocent young folks were trapped in. He knew, cause he was one of the trapped ones, for over seven years.

He hated what he was doing it but he was doing it for his freedom, and he told himself he would get back at her.

"What took you so long" A voice hissed.

Daphne followed the voice, looking at one the monsters in front of him. Tante Heleen. She was sitting on an armchair on her office, which looked more like a room to dress up. The snake in front him, raised her brow sipping on the red wine. He gritted his teeth, wishing he could pour the red wine on her face and the all her clothes. He had known this face for a very long time, he had known her very well.

"I went to their hide out, and rescued one of dirtyhand's good friends and two other girls." Daphne said keeping his calm.

Tante Heleen stood up, then walked closer to him. Daphne could now see the wrinkles on her face clearer which even her grisha tailors weren't able to hide. He wanted to spit on her face.

Tante smiled at him then leaned closer brushing her cheek to his. Daphne rolled his hands into a ball tightly making the flesh on his knuckles appear white, wishing he could punch her and knock her rotten teeth out.

"Good boy" Tante whispered into his ears, as she leaned back but her eyes and hand lingered on him for a second longer. Daphne stiffly nodded, feeling disgusted. The snake slithered back into the armchair.

"I need you to get closer to them. I want you to know every single thing about them and i want them to trust you. Tear them up from the inside. Make them despise each other." The wretched old bat said as she stared at him smiling, "And you will get you want."

Daphne nodded again and went out of her office, and let out a loud sigh.

Maybe he was a coward after all, he thought to himself as he stood still amongst the empty streets, the birds chirping in, the airy rose smoke still lingering around

He wanted to end this once and for all.
Heleen told him she wanted the crows alive, but said nothing about the rest two girls.

He needed to kill Lynn Barlowe.

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