Nova tried not to look down at his sparsely tied robe, knowing she'd find the disgraced form of a man lying there.
She clenched the gun to his forehead, disgusted by the mere sight of him.
If King wasn't hovering behind her, assessing the room beyond, she'd have pulled the trigger.
She was yet to receive an order, so she stood still, trying hard to contain her feelings of disgust for the man at the end of her gun.
"Who is it, baby?"
Julia's seductive call from inside the room made the ends of King's lips curl into a devious smirk. He'd recognise that voice anywhere.
When Trevor opened the door, he pulled the wooden barrier slightly. Only enough to peep out at the visitors.
His body covered whatever space could expose what was inside the room, so no one could catch a glimpse.
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