Chapter 8

Chapter 8

~Luther~

Scrrrrrrrr

My alarm blared noisily as my eyes fluttered open. “Shut up!” I growled, hitting the alarm aggressively.

“Arghh!” I groaned, scattering my hair aggressively. I hated mornings, they reminded me of work.

“Morning my lord, how was your night?” Aria, one of my whores said, rubbing my chest seductively. “One more time?” She asked, her hands trailing near my crotch.

“Get your hands off me, now!” I growled, jumping down from the bed as I walked towards my wine stand.

It was morning already and I had a whole lot to achieve, a whole menace to cause.

“Ahh! This is more like it,” I moaned, closing my eyes as the bitter-sweet aftertaste of the alcohol hit my tongue.

‘A morning without alcohol isn't worth it,’ so my father said.

“Morning, my love,” Aria, my whore said as she approached me stark naked. I had been on a marathon since last night and I was no longer in the mood for any frivolity.

“My legs feel sore, my lord, you are a monster,” she said, caressing my ch