Alastor ushered me into his town car, a sleek expensive thing that looked like it cost more than I earned in a year. The inside was just as fancy, with sleek black leather interior and a stocked minibar. To be honest, it took my mind off of what we were about to do for a moment.
"Our target will be one of his girls at a night club on the corner of 5th and Main." Alastor said, leaning back in his seat, "Your job is to look enticing while I do the rest."
"Why do you get to do all the talking?" I asked, eyes snapping from the scene outside to Alastor, "This is my revenge plan after all."
"A brutish pig like him isn't going to listen to a woman," Alastor replied, "Let me put you in his way and then we can take him out."
As much as I wanted to argue with him, he was right. Fred was a sexist asshole who thought women couldn't make a decision outside of what shoes to wear. I could wait as long as it took to make that smug bastard pay.
The ride was shorter than I thought it would take. Alastor turned to me with a grin as he offered his hand, "Ready? It's showtime."
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Raise A Little Hell | An Alastor x Reader Lemon Series
RomanceRevenge is a dish best serves in the most messed up manner possible. And when you find yourself deeper in your revenge plot than you ever thought possible, you come across unlikely allies. From the creator of Black Wedding, The Demon Geisha, and mo...
