Chapter 7

He started walking furiously to Toyota, and all eyes widened cos he didn't relent till he was two steps away from her.

"Chance!" Taylor shouted again, but he never stopped .

"F**king bastard" Zenith muttered, and Jaemin smiled.

"He won't do it"

"How can you be so sure?" Sylvester replied.

"Just wait" Jaemin smiled wider.

Chance stood in front of Toyota, glaring so mad at her, but her glare swallowed his own, and his brows began shaking, then he suddenly smiled and pointed his axe forward, presenting it with a bow.

"You should use this on him instead, boss" he said, and Lambo giggled immediately.

"He's just as crazy as his bro" Sylvester laughed.

"Even more" Jaemin replied.

"I knew it" Zenith said, rolling eyes at Chance who was still bowing.

Toyota turned her evil eyes to Tiger and gave him a smirk before walking out of the hall.

"Delilah, take care of the bodies with Jezebel. Lambo you should take over the training" she said by the door before leaving completely.

Chance finally stood straight and held his chest, breathing hard.

"Is she really human? I swear i got the chills, her eyes were staring directly at my soul, and my soul was begging me to stop" he said funnily.

"You're madder than I thought, seriously" Delilah said.

"He's actually senseless, not mad" Jezebel replied beside her, and she turned to her.

"Heard you're a b**ch too, how about we get along?"

"Not bad" Jezebel smiled.

"Boss, are you ok?" Zenith and Jaemin walked to Tiger who was still standing on his spot.

Jezebel made to walk there too, but Tiger left the hall, his blood dropping down at each step he takes.

"He's not even in pains, it's a good gift to enjoy pains" Sylvester said.

"I know, right?" Lambo replied, walking to the remaining trainees while Delilah and Jezebel carried the dead bodies one by one, out of the hall.

"You have a d**k you're f**king in here?" Jezebel asked after they disposed the second body.

"No, but I'm currently going after one" Delilah replied, and Jezebel smiled.

"Who?"

"Sylvester, I know he badly wants me, but he's just hiding his desires. What about you? Who're you f**king?" Delilah replied.

"The boss"

"F**king b**ch, you're bad!" Delilah laughed.

"He's huge, and a good f**ker, so why not? He's so addicted that he can't even f**k any other p*ssy" Jezebel replied.

"Lies, he's f**king the lady boss soon" Delilah smiled.

"That won't happen, I'll make sure it doesn't happen, trust me" Jezebel replied confidently, and Delilah grinned, but she suddenly saw Sylvester ahead.

"Vester! She called, running after him.

He was still walking when she hugged him from behind, but he quickly pushed her away, and she staggered back.

"Come to think of it,you haven't properly welcomed me" she smiled, coming closer again.

"I already told you to scrap your feelings! I can never f**k you!" He glared seriously and walked away, making his way to the gang training gym.

"Seriously?" Delilah smirked, following him.

Sylvester got to the ground and started practicing with the punching bag, stalling time till Jaemin will arrive.

Delilah walked in and hugged him from behind again.

"F**king stop it!" he shoved her away again and faced her, but she grabbed his face and kissed his lips forcefully.

Sylvester pushed her again, and she smiled as she licked her lips

"I missed your lips" she said, and Sylvester punched her on the face immediately, making her lips burst out blood.

"Oh...is this a duel, or real fight?" Jaemin asked, entering the place.

Even with the blood on her lips, Delilah was still smiling, licking the blood.

"Stay away from me" Sylvester glared and walked out with Jaemin.

"Even his harshness turns me on, why can't I stop?" Delilah laughed, dipping her hand into the shorts she's wearing.

She touched her p*ssy and brought it out. Her juice was already all-over it.

She licked it all and backed the wall, then she pulled down the shorts completely, fingering herself like that.

"Damn! Sylvester!" She screamed, pushing in her own fingers.

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