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"Are you fucking kidding me?!" 

I flinched back at the voice, wringing my hands together as I burned a hole into the mucky floors that hosted a party for bacteria. I bit my lip in contained fury, keeping my head low as these fuckers continued to scream at me.

"Look at me when I'm fucking talking to you, you furry bitch!!" A calloused hand from behind me roughly pulled down on my locks, forcing me to keep my blank eyes narrowed on the muscular man in ahead of me. I resisted scoffing at the human in front of me, knowing I'd get another beating if I did.

"Sorry sir." I hissed out in a mumble, clenching my jaw when those meaty fingers gripped at my burning scalp tighter, forcefully pushing me to kneel on the disgusting floor covered in dried blood and bodily fluids, my knees scraping against the concrete. The few tendrils of fur and chunks of decaying skin made me want to puke up the last meal I had—a day ago. 

"Not only is the slut protected by fucking conglomerates, but she also has two of the biggest stars on her back?! But I had to find this out through KM when you're supposed to be on her tail!" He shouted angrily, speckles of spit flying out those thin lips as he kicked the wooden chair he was previously sitting on, a few splinters of wood shooting from the abused furniture. 

I traveled my watery eyes over to KM, who stood there as pristine as ever, exhibiting her best facade in front of this lunatic. Hell knows she was much worse from behind the scenes. A bright red matte lipstick decorated her bow-shaped lips, long black hair tied back into an overly tight low ponytail. Skimpy leather clothes—a body suit that remained unzipped to present a nice view of cleavage—clung to her slimmer body, showing off the allure she possessed just by standing there. 

I scoffed quietly; this bitch just got fucking lucky. How was I supposed to know that?! "I'm truly sorry sir, I haven't had t-the opportunity to talk with her after the position change." I grunted, wanting to smack the person behind me for tugging on the tip of my ear; I bet it was that asshole Park.

"You should've tried fucking harder then!" He spat in exasperation, aggressively taking the chair from the back and placing it in front of me, plopping into the seat just after with his legs manspreading with no shame, a vile smirk on his disgusting face. 

My face paled out, praying he wouldn't do what I thought he would. My lips trembled in fear and repulsion, watching in horror as he unzipped his pants while simultaneously pulling out a small—mildly crumpled—photo from out his pocket. I held back a breath, completely boggled that KM would just let him do this—she was his fucking girlfriend for crying out loud!!

Pulling his cock out, a rapid blush sprawled across his cheeks as he stared longingly at the worn out photo, a psychotically lustful grin on his lips. "I want to fuck her so bad." A loud groan left him, finally starting to stroke himself in front of me, actions getting faster as he rubbed and thumbed at the shaft, throwing his head back. "Fuck, I want that pretty cunt!" He hissed, biting his lips. "Suck it dammit!!" He growled out in annoyance, precum dripping from the tip.

I couldn't keep the furious tears from slipping out my sockets and down my dry cheeks, knowing I couldn't thrash around or just bite off his stupid dick that was barely the size of my pinky finger—he'd kill me. The large hand in my hair lugged me up in seconds, a whimper escaping my lips as he shoved my face against his throbbing dick, no telling how many dirty diseases he had from fucking around with multiple hybrid women—sometimes men.