Dipper pov:
I cant tell Bill about this, can I?
I look down at my bloody hands, then the lifeless body on the ground. I had slit his throat, It wasn't my first kill and won't be my last. I, Dipper Pines, run a mafia.
As I enter my office my guards drop our traitor on the ground in front of my feet. I chuckled and lift him up by his chin, He snarls and spits on my shoes.
"By God, your just like a filthy, hungry dog," I said tossing his face down. "And hungry dogs are never loyal, are they?" I signaled to take him away.
My loyal dogs will tear him to shreds as soon as I say they can.
VOUS LISEZ
His king
FanfictionThis story will contain bildip,mentions of abuse,Homophobia,The Cipher brothers (Bill,Kill,and Will),cursing,and Homosexuality if these make you uncomfortable feel free to leave at any time.
