The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"Who's your brother? Just fuck off.

Gable picked up a cigarette off the table, breathing out a puff as he stared at the pretty faces on stage with a look of lust.

He leered at them for a while and eventually blurted, "Your gals are nice."

Sohil chuckled. "You can have one if you like, how about that?"

Gable sighed disinterestedly. "Ugh, forget it-I don't have much time, I have to get back soon."

"Oh, come on!" Sohil laughed. "I have a room waiting right in the back-you'd last just two minutes anyway, so don't make it sound like you'd take a while."

"Fuck off." Gable laughed as Sohil threw a jab at him before his tone changed sharply. "So, how did your boy do with that task our great leader sent him on? The madam is still waiting!"

like this comes up again, you pricks have to handle it yourselves. Did you know

"What?" Gable asked, mystified.

you ask me to roofie someone?! That woman must be a literal pig-I used the whole bottle on her, but she just kept going... I ended up having to stick it in her for ten minutes before

dropped on all floors and retched for a long while, Gable was left laughing himself

boy's not going to want to have anything to do with women for a while." Sohil shrugged as he returned to

Frank Lawrence in a few days. At that point, I'll be the sole heir of the family, and you can ask for

repeatedly in approval and held a glass of whisky by Gable's lips Go

going to stay-I need to check in with the hag, though it's only a matter of time before Helen Lane

for the good

reached for the doorknob, only for the door to suddenly be kicked

block out the light that suddenly spilled in the room."Huh?! What the heck-" Even before he could finish, he felt himself being kicked