Faline

His pudgy face looks ruddy and flushed as he looks over our chests. I grit my teeth, trying not to make things worse, so I just raise an eyebrow and cross my arms. Kerry is the oldest looking out of the females here, but that isn't saying much.

With Danica looking like a young teenager, the blond next to me who appears to be in her mid-twenties, and me, who will forever look like I barely hit them. I might be of age, but I look younger because of my short stature and smallish frame. One reason Kierra had been so protective was because I look so young and she knows about the monsters in the world that have nothing to do with the supernatural.

My body stiffens, which causes Kerry to look around nervously before leaning into me again.

"He knows of our world, supposedly can be trusted with the knowledge. But Danica is not to be available to anyone, no matter the price. Someone has either made a mistake or he has demanded she go with him."

My gold eyes go from the heavily breathing pig to the small girl. Her sun-bleached long hair is unbound and hanging around her face. Avoiding the man, I step up to her and lift her face. Tears had formed but have yet to fall, but what catches my attention is the dark red handprint on her face, her right eye starting to swell up. Oh yeah, trouble will happen.

"Kerry, take Danica to the Lady's rooms please, and tell her that I will not allow this."

Her head bobs, going behind me away from the man to grab Danica's arm. He beats her to it.

"She is bought and paid for."

I shake my head at him, attempting a smile but failing horribly I'm sure.

"She is not to be available to anyone, sir, as she is yet too young."

His eyes alight to me, darkening.

"Maybe you shall take her place? I will not go empty-handed."

I know my smile is unpleasant by Kerry's reaction. I put my arms out and shrug, palms up.

"Take her to the Mistress. Now."

The pervert tries to hold on to the girl but slowly lets her go, then they both run off. Good, 'cause this won't take long.

"Little overdressed for a whore, but that's okay, we'll fix that with no problem."

I motion him to the door that he and Danica had been about to go through. Leaving it open slightly as he goes through, how fitting is it, that this room has suspension hooks hanging from the ceiling? Not the one I was in before, no. This is a different one.

There's no bed in here, so I doubt he knew what room he was dragging her in to. The hooks send chills up my back, but the thought of what this man is boils my blood.

"So what is it that you do in the world?"

I ask curiously, would suck if someone prominent were to get injured. All those diamonds look so heavy.

"I didn't pay for you to talk. But if it makes you feel at ease, I'm a very successful private attorney."

Well, that might put a crimp in things, but oh well. Walking up to him, I catch him with my eyes as I back him into a smaller set, they look much like fishing hooks. My hip throbs and a shiver goes down my spine, but I keep going.

"Let me help you undress."

He nods, taking his own coat off. I slowly work him out of his shirt, shoes, and pants till he's standing there in his tighty-whities, socks, and garter like things. His belly is so large it looks to be a beer belly. Wouldn't be shocked if it is, actually.

His smell highly offends my nose whenever I get too close. Running a hand over his wiry-haired chest, I make my way around him. He's at least seven inches taller than I am, so I pull the hooks lower in preparation.

Either he hasn't noticed the decor in this red-colored room, or it's too dark for him to see. After all, no lights were turned on, so there's only a soft glow from the sconces higher up, one on each wall. Leaves it dark, but gives animals and Vamps the small amount of light needed to see just fine.

"Relax, your shoulders are so tight."

He makes pleased sounds as I steadily put pressure on his shoulders, so he carefully lowers himself to his knees, joints popping. Perfect. My hands start in a deep shoulder rub, leading down his back. His arousal odor and sweat make me gag.

"I know you're one of the Vampires. Feed from me, I want that feeling."

Um, can we say eww? Not only a pervert but a blood junkie. Don't want to see his thoughts, but putting him in a euphoric state will make this easier.

He tips his head to the side while his grubby digits reach back for me. Using my hands to press his arms down, I lean close. With him on his knees, I don't have far to go, the hooks down to the distance I want while maneuvering.

These ones don't look sturdy enough for holding up heavy items, not unless I pull down several more. Doesn't need to hang to be in pain though. The smaller hooks are made to go through the body, not hold it up. I need to hurry this along before someone comes in and stops me.

Don't usually like to hurt others, but pigs like him? I'm more than willing to. Have to tip his head more to get a better angle, he doesn't seem to mind as his breathing becomes escalated.

Fangs sink deep as I hold my breath, images exploding into my brain. My eyes shoot open as I read through them. Lawyer, yes. A very, very dirty one. Part of an organization that trades bodies around.

Not dead bodies, but very alive ones. Children, adults, Shifters, and Were-animals, all being bought and sold, used till no longer 'useful', then disposed of. This man here, he comes to the bordello to scout for Shifters and Weres to be bought then taken and resold elsewhere.

Those being 'bought' are never seen again.

I pull back hurriedly, not wanting to see anymore. Any distaste I may have had about doing this is totally wiped from my brain, any guilt now gone. While he crouches there ejaculating into his underwear, I thrust a hook over each of his shoulder blade bones. The metal goes through and into the meat as I push to go as deep as possible so he doesn't try to pull them out himself. Isn't hard with Vamp strength on my side. Doubt he could remove them even if he wanted to, as he wouldn't be able to reach with all his thickness.

His screaming hurts my ears as I go over to stand near the door, leaning my side against the wall with crossed arms while I watch him squirm. His swearing at me is quite pitiful, his taste foul on my tongue. It's a good thing I'm not closer to the door when it flies completely open.

Bodies barrel in and I look at them all with a raised brow. Nicolaus I guess was still with Lady when Kerry got back, and at some point Orion also got grabbed, while the Mistress comes in behind everyone, all calm-like.

"Want to explain what you are doing to my patrons, Pet?"

"At the moment, I hope I'm getting a point across. Orion? I believe I heard you are here looking for missing people, yes? I think you'll find Mr. Lawyer here very knowledgeable about them."

I get looked at by four sets of eyes. Even the bleeding man looks at me with a pleading look. I have no sympathy. Orion pipes up next.

"What do you mean? How would you know if he does or not?"

Shrugging, I figure I have to tell them about what I can do since it appears no one else can.

"I saw it. When I feed on someone, I see surface thoughts and recent memories. Not only is this man a pedophile, which would earn him death by my hand anyway, but he's also part of a larger group who brings in humans, Shifters, and even Weres to a trafficking ring for 'use' and then killed off."

They all look at me once again while I watch the chubby man blubbering. His ruddy face turns a deeper red as he shakes his head, yelling that he doesn't know what I'm talking about and demanding that they let him go. Threatening to expose us all as he tries to stand, but can't reach down to push himself up.

"Seriously doubt that, since it would put a major crimp in your organization's body supply."

I say it without inflection, as the two Vampires and lion still stare at me. My expression closes into a scowl.

"Don't have to believe me, but I'm sure if you look into things, you'll find many of those who you've sold are no longer alive. This man said he would not leave empty-handed, so if you don't believe me, it doesn't matter what I do to him anyway. If he doesn't want to leave without something in his hands, I am more than willing to place his own dick in them."

Again I get blinked at, so I just throw up my arms and leave the room, a sound of exasperation escaping me as I curl my nose at them all. I get a step out of the doorway before my arm is grabbed.

I growl and rip it away as I keep going. Another grasp at my elbow has me turning, ready to start fighting, no matter who it is. Nicolaus lets go to catch my hand before it makes contact with his gut.

Him being over six foot makes it not possible to get to his face from this angle. His slit eyes go over my face as he pulls me into his body so I can't swing again. I glare up at him with no fear.

"How long have you been able to do this?"

"Do what?"

I try to pull free, but that isn't happening when he has a hold of both my upper arms. I know what he's asking about, but I'm not known for making things easy. By his expression alone I can tell he isn't falling for it.

"Since the very first. Why do you think I freaked so bad after killing that man you had Anthony grab? I saw his wife and kids while I drained him."

He lets go, looking surprised.

"Don't worry, it doesn't work on Vampires. Just shows that we're all empty upstairs."

With that parting remark, I turn once more and start walking. He doesn't try to stop me again, instead, he walks by my side. His longer strides shorten to mine, but he gets ignored while I keep going.

"Why did you not tell me?"

"I thought all Vamps could do it."

Short, sweet, and to the point. Of course I have no idea where I'm going, but he seems to know since he's leading. I just hope that I'm getting led to the kitchen. He reaches for my hand, I allow it since it's not like it's hurting anything.

Playing with my fingers absently as we make our way through larger sitting rooms and the ballroom, we get to areas I recognize. I know that I've only seen and been through parts of the house, other parts I'm kept away from.

Have a feeling those areas are also where the auctions are held, as well as the front door. Gonna have to sneak over there one of these days. We're just walking into the dining room part of the kitchen when he pulls me to a stop.