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“It’s okay,” I said. “You don’t have to do this. These guys are used to getting what they want. You’re only going to get hurt if you try to help. Just go.”

Fayn pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders.

“She might be a dirty whore, but she has some sense. Leave now and we’ll forget this whole thing happened.”

Trayem peered at me. His eyes didn’t drift to my naked body but stayed on my face. Those dark circles were cold and hard like stone. And, unless I missed my guess, angrier than anyone had good reason to be.

Then his expression broke into a grin of agreeableness.

“Let me go second. And I swear I’ll never whisper a word of this to anyone.”

My heart sank. Even if the guy couldn’t help me, there was no need for him to make the situation even worse.

Fayn snorted and peered from Trayem to his men and back again.

“Can you believe the balls on this guy?” he said, not without a hint of respect in his tone. “He wants to go second, bypassing all you guys.”

He glanced at the gang member with a flat shovel-like face and a nasty gash through his bottom lip.

“Olkas,” he said. “What rank are you?”

“Must be around fifteen after my last fight,” the one called Olkas said.

“And you, Chisa,” Fayn said, nodding to the gang member with long white hair that reached his ass. “What rank are you?”

“Lucky thirteen,” he said.

“And you, Etib,” Fayn said, addressing the thick-chested alien behind Trayem.

“Seven,” Etib said.

“Seven,” Fayn said, impressed. “I’m number five. In the entire prison. He’s seven, he’s thirteen, and he’s fifteen. And you’re in the mid-hundreds. Around five hundred maybe. On a good day. Why don’t we tear you apart right here and now and make you watch us take this Prize?”

Trayem scratched his chin.

“Now that is a very good question. I guess I’ll leave you to it.”

“I think that’s for the best,” Fayn said.

The leader turned back to me, still standing proud. His cock looked even harder than before.

“Oh, there is one more thing,” Trayem said at the door.

Fayn growled.

“What?” he barked. “Do you want tickets to watch?”

“I remembered the answer to your question,” Trayem said.

“What question?”

“About why you shouldn’t tear me apart right here and now.”

“So?”

“Maybe I’ve been holding back all this time.”

Fayn smacked his knee and his cock wobbled to and fro.

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