Alxy POV. {Lefts POV}
And that, ladies, Germs and LGBTPQ+ is how you manipulate a lady. It's pretty easy if you ask my fabulous self.
First step, be her friend. This is the first and easiest step.
Step two, make her trust you, trust is very important, a crucial step.
Step three use that trust and tell her she doesn't smell good and needs a shower. Low move?
Yes!, but when you have a master than can snap your head out of your neck it's not as low as one might think.Step four and the lowest step I should admit, body shame her and make her think she's hungry and voilà, you got her under your pinky finger.
Young Master will be so proud.
•°•°•°•Right's POV
"Right! You've dated a girl before!" Xavier says clipping his sleeve cuff. It wasn't a question but I know he'd still want me to answer. "Yes Young Master" I respond standing by the door.
He had to remind me of a bitch I had sworn not to think about but he is my master and so I can't rebuke him, who am I kidding the thought of rebuking the one and only Xavier Lamare should be illigal, it didn't even cross my mind.
"How do you make a girl hate you less" He asks, I raise an eyebrow. I don't see much about this girl Tess that got young Master thinking more than just killing but if his asking me how to make a girl hate him less then I'm sorry, that's a task even God might find challenging considering his personality.
"I wouldn't know, young Master" I answer as best as I could without getting of as disrespectful. "How did you make your ex girlfriend like you" he asks and I chuckled lowly. "That trick only works on whores, young forth master. I'm pretty sure Miss Oslen wouldn't be flattered by a few roses and expensive purses.
I don't appreciate men who call ladies names but my ex is anything but a lady and coming from me, who sees every creation as beautiful, means I'm saying something. A lot something.
"You are no help. Leave" Xavier growled.
"A week ago we caught the Russian blood gang and took with us the leader, driver and best shooter killing the rest and leaving the two youngest to go back home." I inform him thinking about the take out of the group.
He was rather busy these last two weeks so we had no time to inform him.
There was not much of a fight with the group, just a bunch of amateurs that got an idea to try and successful steal from the LM Mafia.Well that's easy to do but Hella hard to get away with.
We like the hunt, the chase and we were definitely disappointed when it took three men to take them all down. I shook my head lowly remembering the blood scene.Their blood was lost.
"What's their state" he asks finally turning to me but not in the slightest interested. " Badly beat up. The driver was the first to thaw.
Told us everything and there may be more to this case than amateurs wanting a name in the Mafia. " I says and he frowns."We believe they were set up into believing that it would be easy to steal from us just so we catch them, somehow" I say still confused. Groaning Xavier walks past me and out the door. "Follow" he orders and I do just that a few steps from him.
He presses the button to LM underground layer, the only place you would never want to find yourself in. Hell was better than this hell of a place where traiters and caught enemy gangs where tortured and killed.
Well, being one of the people that torture these poor men I shouldn't be one to talk but I know I wouldn't want to be anyway behind these bars except when I'm doing the torturing.
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