Everybody ain't about that life. But this is the only thing I know. The hustle. The grind. It's what I live for and its what I'll die for. ⚠Mature content⚠ Language. Sex. Violence and all the other good things in life

"Fuck! Do I have to?" she said with a scrunched up expression. Madam walked slowly towards her with her arms crossed. "Eitha you down or you get put down. Make ya choice wisely." She was so cold and rigid. Madam always meant business. Bunny let out a sigh as she held the pistol with both hands. She looked at the young girl tied up on the bed. "I'm sorry." she whispered as a tear fell and she pulled the trigger.

"I don't know. Y-you just....make me nervous I guess." he looked away from her intent gaze feeling pretty pathetic. She grabbed his face between her hands and looked deeply into his brown eyes. She knew he was nervous, she could see it behind his stare. "It's alright because..." she spoke softly "You make me feel special."