C10

LOGAN

I came here to blow off some steam, fighting is what I do to purge,this is the only way I can do it and get away with it. If I so much as start a war just to satiate my anger and violent tendancies,I will be stripped off my power or lose my head,that depends on who I choose to beat to a f*cking pulp.

"That sexy nun is trying her best to stick out,I wonder if the reason behind it is because Julien got some."

I look at the guy who is spitting shit,I know who the 'nun' he's referring to is because I've heard that nickname around. My eyes follow the punk and his friends line of vision and sure enough,it's her.

She looks so out of place no matter how hard she tries to camouflage herself using her friends and their bunch of pussies of guys. What? No bitter feeling here,I'm just saying because none of them dares to step foot in the ring,they're just pretty boys with their dad's gold in their pockets.

"Now now Logan,we don't want you breaking anyone's neck and inviting trouble now do we?"

Jaime makes a show of wiping off invisible dirt on my chest. I push his hands away and grab a bottle from the corner of the ring, taking a huge gulp and pouring the rest over my head.

Who the hell is fucking Julien?

Once the whistle blows,my opponent and I go at each other but he's no match for me,nobody has ever been for the past one year,this shit is becoming boring to be honest,give me some challenge at least.

Julien,

Punch.

Julien,

Punch punch.

I picture how those eyes looked at me full of lust she didn't even realize was swirling in them. Did she give him the same eyes? Did she...

Before my thoughts can draw me deeper into a dark hole,I let my opponent get a hit just to draw me out.

I finally get bored and slam into him countless times until blood splashes on my face and he falls to the floor limply.

I push back the cheers and focus on Millie. I've been watching her ever since I let her 'escape,' as she thinks,what she doesn't know is that nobody,and I mean nobody, escapes me. Her eyes lock with mine and she shrinks back slightly and fidgets. Good,she's reacting that way because I have some sort of effect on her.

Millie doesn't know what's coming her way,I like to keep her on her toes, looking over her shoulder and goosebumps erupting all over her skin,I want to bite them all,that's if that theory is even possible.

As if to rile me up more, a pretty boy touches her,he fucking touches what's mine. I narrow my eyes and take note to break that hand later. Then I leave the ring and join Jaime and Will. A redhead approaches me, swaying her hips seductively.

She stops in front of me and places a hand on my bare chest.

"Good fight,you were amazing as usual."

I fucked her this week, she's hot enough and a good lay but I prefer her friend Millie.

She wouldn't stop with the hints and being clingy so I fucked her,hard. I grip her hand and slide it off me.

"Fucking hell." Jaime mutters as he narrows his eyes at someone in the crowd. His face tightens and then he storms away like a mad bull on drugs.

"Sorry princess but I don't hit twice."

Her sure smile falters for a second. Good,I stomped on her confidence,once I do this,women tend to leave angrily while dragging their dignity on the floor with them and calling me a dick.

This one though? She picks it up and tries again.

"Well maybe you can make an exception this time,I can do so much more."

Her hand moves to my lower stomach and two finger dip in my jeans waistband.

I straighten, leaning into her,her eyes sparkle with excitement and victory but what I whisper has her eyes widening.

"I won't play around with kind words this time around,so get your fucking hands off me and don't ever touch me without my permission,"

I straighten and wrap my hand around her jaw then squeeze her cheeks roughly. She winces and her hand comes to my wrist as her eyes shine with tears, I cock my head to the side.

"Wrong fucking tears." Then I push her away roughly and walk past her.

Going to look for the right eyes.

As usual,Jaime is making Suzie uncomfortable,I can see the whole pattern that's forming there. Why the fuck Will doesn't see it? I don't know. He's not stupid not to notice that Jaime's overprotective behavior has more to it. That's not my fucking business though,right now,my business is the brunette standing with her back to me as my cousin gives her the stare that scares the shit out of people.

I want to stab his eyes out for giving her that look. No,I want to stab them for even looking at her. His eyes move to mine and he smirks,the shit is trying to provoke me. My left eye twitches,it's not something that people notice,it's just a slight twitch that happens when I'm in murder zone.

When she bumps into me in her attempt to escape,she absentmindedly checks me out. When she looks up with a hint of fright in her eyes,my dick twitches to life.

The right fucking eyes.

Suzie though, being the cock blocker she is drags Millie away.

THE DEN

"Ahhhhh!"

The guy we are torturing screams like a pussy.

"Who the fuck sent you?" Sin nearly growls,his voice ringing in the empty cell.

I stand in the corner, watching the scene with a bored expression. The guy in our presence was sent to kill Sin.

"Fuck off."

Sin's phone rings and he stands.

"It's the fathers,your old man." He says

"Answer it but don't tell him about this."

He nods and walks out of the cell, understanding what this situation might cost us,it was a fucking revenge attempt for the personal mission we handled two days ago.

Kill continues the torturing until Sin comes back.

"There's been a call for a meeting." Sin announces

Kill and I look at each other.

"Last week's mission?"

His jaw tightens and he nods nods

"Shit." I curse

The little shit laughs and our heads snap to him. We forgot he existed,he thinks he now has solid information on that particular case,but tough luck for him,the plan to send him back to his group without a leg has changed,he's acting smug because he knows killing him isn't possible,that would mean bloody war that would include the Fathers and the Apostles who are their leaders.

These little wars happen between us,them sending an Apostles nephew is a smart move.

I cock my neck side to side,the bit of tension I felt earlier leaves me at the prospect of violence. I crouch in front of him.

"Sorry buddy, you can keep your legs," I pat his leg and he makes the mistake of spitting in my face. I wipe the saliva mixed with blood off and continue.

"There's been a change of plans." I bring out a knife from my boot,he must see the sadism in my eyes because his widen with fear.

As if reading my mind,Kill loosens the ropes around the guy's hand that were tied at his back and ties them in front. He presses his weight on his shoulders and I grab his hands. Sin hands me a pliers and I grab the guy's hands,I cut of his fingers one by one making him scream his vocals out with excruciating pain.

Once I'm finished with both hands, I move to his toes.

"Now now, don't waste all your screams on tiny things,we're not done yet."

He looks at me like I'm not human,like I'm some monster,and that's fine with me, he'll warn his friends what awaits people who attempt to mess with our lives and business.

I grip his jaw in a tight hold and pull his face to mine,then I smile, probably looking like the ruler of hell. I push him away and get a metal mouth prop which widens his mouth open, drool drips at the corners as his eyes plead for mercy. I scoff and pull out his tongue using my fingers.

"You won't say anything or write anything."

Then I clamp down on his tongue as a haunting wail fills the room.