Don’t Look at Me That Way

As she regarded this stranger, Absinth was intrigued to find the submissive response to her mere presence. So meek. Not exactly her cup or tea. She would have begun ripping into the girl with cruel wordage alone.. But again, no. She was on probation, or whatever. If this girl happened to belong to one of the Saxe’s …. Absinth didn’t need a new maim to match her current one.

“I’m not going to bite your head off, don’t worry.” Absinth sighed, circling this nameless girl who was probably in the worst place she could be. The Syndicate’s current hang out, this Polar Sound. Her gaze running along the russet women’s body, taking note of the pretty pink and sunset coloration of her eyes. She couldn’t possibly be capable of taking care of herself with a fuck ass personality like that, so.. The question was who did she belong to? Well. That’s what she was going to find out.

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