章節 200: Chapter 199: The Next Step.
Ethan didn't quite know how to handle the popularity of his developing criminal organization. Thanks to Butterfly, Ricky, Natalie, and Pinkie, all excitedly telling him in their group chat, Ethan learned that they had gathered quite the fanbase. He honestly didn't understand it. They were just fucking criminals. He didn't even have some grand purpose in doing these crimes. Maybe some of his employees did. Like Tyler, who cried when he gave him his first paycheck, but this crime stuff was only because of Poison. He didn't care about the rising prices or targeting the rich and the government, who refused to help those in the middle class and lower class. All in all, this crime stuff wasn't to make a statement but to get his dick wet, plain and simple.
But Ethan wasn't stupid enough not to know how to use a good thing when he had it. With all the money they stole over the past few months, it was prime time to start taking the gang to the next level. Elevating the business to something a little more professional and organized. He already had a specific plan in mind for when this step came, and he needed to move fast. People won't be interested in them forever. Now was the best time to use their fame to gain more employees for their next step.
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So, Ethan chose to start up his own private security company. While he was doing that, it seemed Poison decided to help get them some new employees without his input or anything. As her slave, he couldn't really have a problem with that. Plus, they really did have more money than they knew what to do with. Surprisingly enough, a private security company didn't cost that much in the grand scheme of things when you had multiple millions. Only around 50k was spent on setting everything up. Still, plenty of money to pay some miscreants Poison somehow found for their gang.
She ordered him to help take out one of their potential competitors. The Slangin' Kings, before he could tell her the surprise about him starting up the security company. So, he had to spend a few weeks paying lowlives and criminals for information on the Slangin' Kings before reporting back to Poison.
Sometime later, Ethan didn't quite know how to react, holding his daemonic gun while surrounded by real gangsters holding heavy-duty automatic weapons. However, standing next to Poison, who was known as a Maneater by these people. Ethan didn't know if they really knew or if it was just a nickname.
"Listen closely…" Poison began explaining their purpose here tonight in front of this bar.
Ethan stood by dumbfounded as he participated in his first gunfight between gangs. He may have hid the whole time while blindly pulling the trigger. But no one can say he didn't pull his weight. The death cries, laughter from the gang members brought by Poison, the several thuds falling to the ground, and just the seemingly unending deafening sound of gunfire. All of those overstimulating sounds while in this stressful situation just sent his heart pumping into overload. Eventually, the sounds died down, and it was all over. What felt like hours of live combat was really only about a minute or two.
It didn't feel good. There was a stark difference between robbing shit from stores and businesses that the insurance would handle versus taking lives. It wasn't even really close. Ethan could feel himself hyperventilating once more. Perhaps with or without his input, his hand moved to his chest, resting on his daemonic gun there. He could feel his breathing slowing as his mind focused on what he was doing this for. Ethan couldn't lose sight of his purpose for working with an enemy of humanity.
With his heart rate finally back to normal, he popped his head up from cover and focused his eyes on Poison's amazingly tight ass. "Thank you." He didn't know who he was thanking but felt the need to do so—carefully keeping the corpses of the Slangin' Kings in his periphery visual. Ethan wondered if one of his bullets managed to hit those guys. Was he a murderer now?
He was an accomplice to murder for sure, but actually taking someone's life was a different matter than knowing about it. Ethan knew deep in his heart that this wasn't actually going to affect his actions or how he would behave in the future. But it'll definitely stick with him… In fact, as much as Ethan didn't want to see, he saw one corpse with a particularly large hole in their body. A normal bullet couldn't make that type of wound. A daemonic bullet, on the other hand… These guys may be equipped with automatics, but those bullets aren't huge. Ethan was a killer now.
A fact he had to accept. First, he was a traitor to humanity. Second, a thief. And now a murderer. Ethan wondered if all of this was going to be worth it in the end. He knew that Poison wanted revenge on Zoey Winters but then, after that, what? To rule the world? Enslave all of humanity? How was he going to compete with other slaves? No wait…
The true question was how the fuck was he going to fuck her! This question plagued Ethan's mind even after Poison sent the gangsters home. Jinx and Poison began devouring the bodies in the bar with accompanying ASMR eating sounds. Much to Ethan's displeasure… Seeing the woman you love bite into a dead man's skull and actively crunch on their skull and brain matter tested one's resolve for love a lot more than one might think. It was an arduous challenge, but not impossible.
Clutching his gun close to his body, his eyes focused on her alluring curves, beautiful breasts, and the thought of one day making all of that his. However, Poison wasn't satisfied, simply making it difficult for him. She began talking to him about their next step, forcing him to focus on her. Surprisingly, he realized it wasn't that difficult to do so even as she was emptying out that man's skull. Then he pulled away his daemonic weapon and felt like hurling.
"Are you unwell?" Poison looked at him with distaste.
"I'm fine." Ethan clutched his gun. "Just a normal human reaction to seeing corpses up close and personal." He felt better. This daemonic gun! Was it able to help him calm down? React better to things? He didn't know how to put it…
But he certainly knew that he didn't feel like throwing up at all while watching Poison and Jinx eat. Eventually, they decided to leave through a portal after hearing sirens. Jinx stored most of the corpses in a separate portal while they left through another portal. Maybe it was eating later? Hopefully, she wasn't storing them in his house. Ethan didn't know how to do anything, really. Getting the smell of corpses out of his house would certainly not be something he would even know the first step to doing. Nor would googling how to seem very safe.
When they returned home, Ethan finally dropped the news to Poison about the Private Security Company business he was starting. "How is this going to help us?" She asked. "All sorts of important people need security guards. Plus, this will let us operate legally and in public without the need for secrecy. It will be easier to pay our employees, hire our employees, and get to know those that run important parts of the city more once they hire us." Ethan explained. "And you were planning to tell me this when?" Poison narrowed her eyes.
"I was… busy getting information about Slangin' Kings…" Ethan admitted.
"Don't let it happen again. I do not like surprises." Poison lied.
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While Poison seemed like she was upset with Ethan, she was actually pleased. Her plans were coming along quite well, thanks to him. In fact, she could get a lot done with this supposed private security company if it was true that they could get in touch with businesses and people in high places. Zoey Winters… Her revenge would be coming sooner than she thought.
The thought had crossed her mind to just simply arrive at her address and kill her in her sleep, but it was a thought for a reason. Poison had already discreetly attempted to step onto Zoey's property only to find herself faced with several magji traps that even someone of her strength would suffer heavy damage if she tried to force herself through. So, she would have to get her revenge in a sweeter and crueler way. It wasn't enough that she nearly killed her and ruined everything she worked for. She knew Zoey wouldn't hesitate to put an end to her if they met face to face now. So, why doesn't she ruin everything that Zoey has worked for? Her career, her parents, her little brother, her friends… All of them will suffer for what Zoey has done to her.
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