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If there had been any kind of panic, she didn’t show. She questioned the British woman silently through her dark eyes.
“Things don’t get past me in here. I run this prison.” Helena clearly enjoyed her little power play here and there. She made it from a newbie to top dog in less than three months and now the warden even had to bow to her.
“So are you here to teach me a lesson? I’ve taken a couple bashes, figure I can take a few more.”
“Oh no, no no no.” Helena suddenly beamed a friendly smile, “I just caught wind that some high profile gal is passing through. Some bidder might want her head and send a hit. But I don’t want bloodshed in my prison.” She spoke truly like a queen.
“Ok, so what do you want from me?”
“I wanna offer you sanctuary.” Helena laid out her palm, gesturing her surroundings, her realm.
“Sanctuary? That won’t be necessary. I get dragged out today.” The sheer though of handcuffs on her injured arm sent a cold shiver down her spine.
The Brit shook her head, “if you stand trail and get convicted, they’re gonna put you somewhere. When that comes, you do your best to get back here. My offer will still stand.”
“Why are you helping me? You don’t know what I did.”
“Let’s just say you did me a favor when Pulpo’s tentacles were cut off. Kinda helped me get back at that little bitch Catherine.” Helena arched her brow. There had been murmurs that Jacob wanted this woman’s head because she allegedly fucked over Jorge. And because of the breakdown of the Mexican cartel, the casino lost its protection and soon got shut down for investigation, which in turn caused Catherine a devastating fortune.
Eyeing the prisoner one more time, she relaxed a little. Having an ally in here probably would do her some good, if it ever came down to fighting her own life in a women’s prison. So she nodded.
“Can you at least tell me your name?” Helena reached out her hand.
“Bette.” She mimicked the movement, “Bette Porter.”
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Tina finished lunch early and sat in her spot awaiting for the suspect to arrive. She was nervous, and unsure of her own reaction would she have when she saw another familiar face after months. In her peripheral vision, she saw Kate walking over. Not again…she sighed.
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I meant to post a little earlier but got caught up with some family stuff. Anyways, it wasn’t easy to write, and I’m sorry if it’s not very entertaining to read.
All forms of comments or suggestions are welcomed.
And oh, I’ll tell you guys what’s been distracting me from my own writing lately. So the other day, I stumbled upon some fanfic from the 100 fandom, and there’s this new Alpha-Beta-Omega setting that really caught my attention. I was very much surprised when I looked into it and I thought I’d be uncomfortable with this whole Alpha-Omega attraction and girls with penises that kind of stuff.
I mean I’m hella gay, but here’s the thing, I liked it, the dynamic, the sexiness, and especially some good writing. Chicks with dicks AND emotions, totally hot. WOAH I can’t believe I said it, that was unexpected.
I don’t know, am I going crazy? Is anyone else familiar with the A/B/O concept? Should I even delve in?
Peace and love
Robyn
Ahh fuck it, Imma indulge a little and test the water.
sounds intresting ，can you send me a link·BTW，great chapter·
Sounds defiantly interesting!
I am glad Bette is alive and Tina and Helena are going to help her.
Great update!
THANKS for bette’s return,now it’s up to tina to go and get her woman.post ur story,i’ll read the A/B/O story as well.
Enjoyed it, thanks for the update
Wow, I’m still fearful for the fate of Bette
and Tina.
I await new chapter.
The entire constellation.