Czar Gregovivk Part 3

I step forward and invade the women's room, which has an organized vanity with a mirror. I return my gaze to the front and stare behind Mabel, seeing the large window. I raise my eyebrow and study her with interest, calculating the strength of the protective iron bars, and smile as I imagine her beautiful body positioned right there.
“What’s wrong?” she asks, confused, looking at my face and taking a step back as I walk toward her.
“As I said, your pussy is going to remember my cock tomorrow!” My arms are already raised, and I grab her by the hair as soon as she turns to escape.
“Oh, no, no... My neighbors are gossipers, sir.” Mabel shakes her head as soon as she realizes where I’m interested in taking her.
“Then I suggest you silence your song, little bird.”


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“Wild night, boss!” Acvo laughs at me, greeting me with a nod as I pass by him and head toward the stairs next to the refrigerator.
“You have no idea, my friend.” I wink and snap my fingers, pointing my index finger at him. I continue to walk calmly. “How’s the house?”
“Filled with prime meat, boss.”
“Excellent!” I smile and raise my face toward the camera in the corner of the room, giving a cheeky wink, teasing Sieta, who definitely already knows I’ve arrived.
I climb the stairs and bring my fingers to my jacket pocket, feeling the sting in my back as I stretch. Before I even reach the door to the butcher's office, it swings open by the small rebellious woman, who glares at me with annoyance.
“Hello, sweetie!” I pull my hand from my pocket and pinch her chin.
“Where have you been? You said you’d be here at 9:30 PM; it’s almost 3 AM!” She turns her face away, glaring at me.
“I lost track of time.” I snap the corner of my mouth and give her a mocking look. “I’m in a good mood, baby, but still, watch your manners!” I smile and close the door behind me.
I walk toward the cabinet on the left and open the door, pointing inside.
“Ladies first!”
“What did you do to your hand?” She looks at the bandage Mabel put on me and narrows her eyes.
“I accidentally locked my keys in the car and had to find a way to open it,” I say quickly, pointing for her to pass.
“Unbelievable,” she says, grumpily, and walks past me, entering the hidden cupboard that leads directly into the nightclub. “We’re about to receive all the counselors to judge you, and it seems like you’re not even worried.”
“I’m still thinking about what we’re going to do about it; relax.” I enter the cupboard and close the door, pushing it to keep moving.
“Relax?” She turns around and looks at me angrily. “I’ll relax when I can find some dirt on that damn bitch Morgana!”
I take a deep breath and inhale sharply, trying not to lose my good mood. My arms rise, and I hold Sieta's shoulders, making her look at me.
“We’ll find a way out of this; we always do,” I say calmly, looking at her serenely. “Remember when you shoved the candle up that Polish girl’s ass because she asked you to, and then she said you forced her?”
“Oh, come on, out of so many stories to remember, it had to be the most disgusting one?! She begged me to do it, and then she almost shit on me!” she says angrily, scrunching her nose. “Dirty liar!”
I try not to laugh at my cousin’s face when I remember that. I still have the photo of Sieta with a red face, vomiting in the room when her partner had dysentery. I couldn’t resist taking a picture of her face. Sieta called me to clean up all the crap, literally, thinking she had hurt the girl. The girl had only gotten sick from something she ate, not because of the candle. But the issue was that weeks later, when Sieta broke up, her partner didn’t take it well and made a false accusation against my cousin, which caused a lot of headaches for both me and Sieta since I was the one who allowed her to enter Sodom. I had to dig through Esla's shitty past to prove that her allegations were false. Esla had participated in some hardcore porn films in Poland that clearly showed that a candle in her ass was the least of what had ever gone in there.
“What did I do?” I ask her, giving her light pats on the shoulder.
“You took care of us,” she replies, softening her gaze.
“Exactly, and that’s what I’m going to keep doing.” I nod positively and release her shoulders, messing up her slicked-back hair.
“Stop!” She laughs and takes a step back. “I’m trying to talk seriously with you, Greg. I’m really worried about your situation. Morgana already has her witnesses, and we have nothing. Time is not on our side, especially now that the girl hasn’t turned back to you.”
I take a step back and avert my eyes from Sieta when she refers to Mabel.
“Come on.” I point down the hallway for her to keep walking.
“I was hoping she’d come back and you’d change your mind about playing with her.” She turns and walks in front of me, shaking her head.
“We’ll find other ways to deal with Morgana and this false accusation, without involving the girl,” I say seriously, leaving no room for Sieta to insist on this subject.
“One option we could have is to ask for support from some houses that are loyal to the Gregovivk. There are people who can go before the council and vouch for your character since we don’t have the girl.” Sieta stops walking and turns to me, looking excited.
“Go on.” I smile at her, observing the little mischievous creature in whom I would trust my life.
“Morgana has four witnesses she will bring before the council to assert the lie she wants to sell to them. But if four houses stand against her and reinforce your integrity, that you never forced any woman, Morgana will have to silence herself,” Sieta says hurriedly, gesturing with her fingers in the air. “Baby has been our friend for years, just like Jonathan Roy has always been loyal to the Gregovivk. Uncle Huslan was Roy’s biggest supporter when he ascended in the Sodom council, not to mention he took care of them until Roy was old enough to take on his obligations. Baby would never refuse to help us.”
I fall silent upon hearing Sieta’s words. Maybe we could have a chance if we could get allies in this shit scheme Morgana is trying to pull on me.
“Hu Li would stand by my side,” I say thoughtfully. The Chinese man would never refuse me a favor.
“Yes!” she confirms, nodding her head. “If the Lotus Triad stands by you, it will carry a lot of weight because after Moscow, the biggest house in Sodom is in Hong Kong. We also have Santana; you know that Spanish guy would never deny me a request.”
“Are you still involved with your old master?” I laugh, teasing her, recalling the needy Spanish guy who still eats a ton of shit for Sieta.
“Sometimes, when I pass through Madrid, I end up reminiscing about the old times.” She diverts her eyes from mine and gives a cheeky smile. “He knows my weak points. But we still need one more house.”
“Yes, we still need one more.” I try to think of the other houses to figure out which ones would be loyal to the Gregovivk.
Morgana is cunning; she maintains the old habits of flattering the decrepit old men from the other houses, which guarantees her a good standing among the other counselors, having them as allies.
“I’ll scout who could be the fourth house; I don’t trust many of them. We’ll have to choose our fourth witness carefully.”