Dhon dragged a hand down his face, staring intently at the work he was supposed to be doing.
And yet the bloody vampire was trying to get into his pants while he was trying to count narcotics on the kitchen table.“Hombre…do ya fuckin’ mind??”
“Oh– MOTHERFUCKER!!?” Dhon protested out of irritation when the pills he was counting were pushed away and messed up.
“C’mon!!” He threw a hand up in frustration, before his head turned to glare angrily at the vampire standing behind him.“The fuck do you want??”
“Is it not clear what I want little fire bender.” Axel asked with a laugh as Dhon got mad at him messing up his pills. “Think….Use that head of yours.” He said as he reached up and poked Dhon’s forehead.
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