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Prelude

Outcast’s Epilogue

GRIMM

Did it seem like ould have trouble in paradise?

Sure as fuck did

The Savages, though…

We’re a family,

blood or not, and every fah shit from time to time

We were back on track a week later, trying to figure out the best course of action Vitus had been right

The DNA test was the best option to get Frank, the mayor, to back the fuck off

And so life went on

My life, specifically

I grinned up at Brat, and she smiled back

She loosened her fatal grip on her

Not bothering to wipe htly trailed ers over the bruises on her neck

She’d got her little ass shitfaced off hooch If I thought Brat was a pain-slut sober, her drunk was a whole new fucking animal

Last night was a special occasion Brat took her initiation like a chaoat blood and all, until I took over My aching balls and happy dick agreed I’d ht decision I craved to make her pussy bleed

“Tell me how happy I make you,” I demanded

She leaned up, licking her arousal clean off onna h

“I can’t put into any more words how happy you’ve made me Tell me how happy I make you”

“You just fed me some delicious pussy for breakfast, and lethappy, Brat”

She grinned at her diamond, and looked up at ave me her eyes, I loved her hellion ass a little more

The iveinside her would forever be my altar to worship

She was mercy I was death