Am I Serious?-ON HOLD

......♥Drop Off♥......

"Just shut the fuck up and give me my money." Whimpering in fear the hot headed man before me glanced around nervously.

"Don't make me repeat myself now. I'm sure your family would miss you dearly." I cooed tilting my head to the side. Standing from my chair at the south end of the empty warehouse, I stalked my way towards him.

Such a high standard pronoun used to represent a man with no standards. It. Even that is still of a higher standard than what he is. A man who lives solely on drugs, sex and alcohol. Is no man worth the atoms that roam through his body.

The sound of my heels echoing mixed with the ragged breathing of the alien kneeling in the centre of the warehouse sends a wave of familiar pleasure deep to my bones.

Stooping low, I reached out running my hands through the alien's hair. Grimacing when I felt oil, dirt and a bug? Like tha fuck? Gripping the alien's hair I yanked it backwards, getting a good look of its face.

The sound of bone breaking echoes as its face connects with the concrete floor. Not moving his head, I clicked my tongue motioning to the guards guarding the back door.

"I told you not to let me repeat myself. So lets try again. Where the fuck is my money?" Yanking its head back up bloodshot eyes stared into my cleavage. Fucking scumbag.

"Nice tits." It replied licking its lips. "You know, I could pay you back in a different way. One that'll send you to the moon and back."

"How about you give me my money and I don't cut off your dick." I bluntly stated sending a sickly sweet smile towards it.

"Daddy!" A shout echoed effectively stiffening it as I let loose of its hair. Glaring at me he struggled against his restraints as one of the guards brought a girl towards us. Analyzing her I mentally scowled taking in her battered form.

"I thought I told you not to touch her." I gritted out narrowing my eyes at the guard. Falcon, newbie joined last week. Age twenty-two, family died in a car crash, pervert, abused his step daughter, served time for seven years. Ignoring the smirk he sent my way I glanced at the girl. She's gonna need a doctor, from the way she's breathing, at least a rib or two were fractured.

"What the fuck is my daughter doing here??? I thought I told you to leave her out of this!!" It shouted at me. Snapping my eyes to it I kept my face neutral.

"Well since you don't want to give me my money, I thought I'd let my men have a little fun." I said bluffing. I have more dignity than that. But he doesn't have to know. Sobs sounded from behind where the girl stood and honestly she sounds like a fucking hyena getting fucked by an elephant.

"You wouldn't dare." It sneered at me searching my face.

"Try. Me." I whispered grabbing the gun strapped to my holster on my thigh and sending a bullet behind me.

"YOU BITCH!!!" It shouted the same time the girl screamed and a body fell to the floor. Rolling my eyes at him I placed back my gun.

"Hush up and will someone please shut her up! My ears are killing me." I grunted out running a hand through my hair.

"You've got until next week to get my money. Until then your daughter will be with us." I said standing, nodding my head to the guard who held the girl unconscious in his arms.

"Take him out." I said dismissing the guards with a wave of my hand. Running a hand through my hair I released a sigh, the cool air from outside hitting me in the face. Looking up at the sky, I laughed slightly hearing Godzilla's protest upon being unfed.