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'Hello, Lil.' Le

Le

He was watching her and, he had to admit, she looked good considering her age and the fact she had birthed seven kids. But then, Lil had the kind of skin that most women would kill for, and he knew that first-hand, he had seen every inch of her.

'This is my club, Lil. I don't see how you can question me about coming in here, do you?'

As always, he was making a point, trying to remind her of things best left forgotten. He couldn't help himself; he had to hurt and wound, make people feel they were inferior to him. For once, Lil took the bait. After the night she'd had she was suddenly up for a row. Who did he think he was? Who did he think he was talking to?

'With respect, Len, this was actually my club long before it was ever yours, remember. My husband bought it many years ago and you just took it, didn't you, after he was murdered?'

Le

'You talking to me, Lil?' He was, as always, on his dignity when he felt he was being undermined and insulted.

Lil gri

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Le

'You're a piece of work, Le

Le

He was laughing again and Lil felt the hurt once more; when he dismissed the kids like that, she knew she was capable of really harming him. She could feel her hands clenching into fists. If some of his so-called mates heard him at times she knew they would not believe their ears. He could be so hateful and so vicious and the worst thing was, he enjoyed it.

'Well, assuming your mother gave birth to you, then it stands to reason that you travelled into the world through a cunt yourself so at least your kids have got one thing in common with you, eh?'

He was finally silent and she knew that just for once she had got the better of him. Her toughness had attracted him but it was always brought to the fore when anyone or anything threatened her children. She was like a wild animal in that respect and as she was now, proud and angry, he remembered her attraction. He had used her, he knew, but it had not been a hardship. She was faceable if you didn't crave youth.

There was a tap on the door then and Lil opened it quickly, her anger already subsiding because she knew it was pointless.

Ivana stood there with a smile that said she was expected.

Le

Le

'What do you want?' Lil's voice was dismissive and Ivana waited for Le

Le

Lil felt sorrow at the girl's flushed face and knew the humiliation she was feeling. She didn't enjoy it because she had been on the receiving end of it so many times herself.

Le

'Oh why don't you fuck off, Le

'Why do you do it? Why do you have to destroy everyone you come in contact with?'

Le