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"что тут у нас? господа?(What do we have here? Gentlemen?)"
Loki asked the russian vampires that were guarding the club.
"кто ты?(Who are you?) " the male vampire asked.
"не твое дело. Мне нужно увидеть твоего босса.(none of your bussiness. i need to see your boss.)"
"Сэр, если у вас нет встречи с боссом, я не могу вас впустить.(Sir, if you don't have an appoinment with the bossman, i can't let you in.)
"Я сир вашего босса, мне не нужно ни черта назначения.(Im your boss' sire, i don't need a damn appoinment.)"
The other vampire pulled the man by his cuff and whispered to him.
Loki smirked in amusement as the vampire's face quickly turned pale.
"Ты идиот, он оригинал, ты не хочешь с ним спорить. Будьте благодарны, что он не убил и не принуждал вас.(You idiot, he is an original, you don't want to argue with him. Be grateful that he didn't kill or compel you.)"
Loki was a control freak.
He loved it when people fears him when they hear about his family.
The vampire didn't need to mention his family name.
Just the word,'Original' was enough to cause fear in vampires or other supernatunal creatures who had heard of them.
"Он прав. Я милостив, учусь прощать, можно сказать.(He is right. im being merciful, learning to forgive you might say.)"
He was technically telling the the truth. He was learning to forgive only because Caroline said so.
"Конечно, извините за неудобства.( Of course, im sorry for the inconvenience.)"
He apologized as he opened the door.

The Club's LED lights were irritating him because they were flashing different colours.
He finally found the owner's office and Kicked the door open.
The man yelped and the stripper sucking him off also jumped and quickly put on her clothes when she saw Loki standing at the door.

The man yelped and the stripper sucking him off also jumped and quickly put on her clothes when she saw Loki standing at the door

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She left the room as Loki's eyes trailed her.
He slammed the door shut and turned to look at the man with a raised eyebrow.
"Well?"
he asked, demanding an explanation.
The man chuckled, albeit nervous.
"Loki. old friend."
he said in an heavy russian accent.
"Mikhail, what the hell? I have been waiting outside since. I even fought your damn guards and that is what you were doing?"
he pointed to the door the woman left through.
Mikhail shrugged.
"Why didn't you compel them? Like you always do."
"Im trying to be nice here. Answer my fucking question."
Mikhail rolled his eyes.
"You need to chill, it is no big deal. Every man has his need."
"What did you mean it is no big deal. I haven't heard from you in like 50 years. You just disappeared without a trace. Now I find you doing this shit?"
"You are not my dad! you have no right to control me."
"I am basically your dad. Or did you forget? If you did, Let me remind you. Your mother was about to kill you when you were a baby. I killed her and saved you. You should be thanking me for helping you, kissing my feets. Be grateful I didn't allow her to. You are here today because of me. fucking me! Was I not the one who turned you into a vampire?"
"Well, I didn't fucking ask."
"You were going to die. A mere mortal disease. I grew attracted to you and couldn't stand the thought of you dying, so I thought the best thing to do was to turn you into one of us."
"You are a control freak!" Mikhail snapped.
Loki smirked sadisticaly.
"Aren't I?"

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