New Roles

"You can go in," the guard said, nodding at Hardin. He had been called from the bar by Virus and now stood at the entrance, observing the scene. Virus had his tongue down a girl's throat, but he quickly dismissed her when he noticed Hardin.

"What am I here for?" Hardin asked coldly, his eyes narrowing.

Virus smirked. "Why don’t you take a seat first?" He gestured to a chair. Hardin sat, his eyes scanning the room.

"I had to beg Venom a million times before he finally agreed to let me have you," Virus said, his smile widening. "But the decision is yours, of course. I can't force you if you're not interested."

Hardin raised an eyebrow. "Have me? Why do you want me?"

Virus leaned forward, eyes gleaming. "I like your vibe, Hardin. I think you'd be very useful to me."

Hardin scoffed. "What if I don’t want to do it?"

Virus shrugged. "That's up to you. But think about it. Working here means you can protect your sister. You can even get her out of here."

Hardin’s expression softened slightly at the mention of his sister. "What about my sister?" he asked, his voice quieter.

Virus smiled reassuringly. "You can trust me to look out for her. Nothing will happen to her. Take your time, think about it, and let me know when you’re ready."

Hardin nodded, his mind racing with the possibilities. Virus patted his shoulder and stood up, moving with fluid confidence.

"I wouldn't wait too long, though," Virus added, his eyes glinting with a hint of warning before he turned and left the room.

Hardin remained, his thoughts swirling as the weight of the decision loomed over him.

The Next Day

The head maid stopped Velia in the kitchen. "Follow me," she said, her expression firm.

Velia followed her to the maid dressing room, wondering what was going on. The room was filled with various maid uniforms, and the woman picked out a beautiful blue one. "Put this on," she instructed.

Velia was confused. "What’s happening?" she asked, furrowing her brow.

"You’re no longer working in the kitchen or the club," the woman explained. "Now, you belong to Alpha Venom, and you’ll only work at his place, doing whatever he asks."

Velia’s eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she asked, her voice trembling.

The woman nodded. "Yes. So, hurry and change. You need to join the other maids working there."

Feeling a bit dazed, Velia nodded and put on the new uniform, a mix of emotions swirling within her. She was led to Venom's room, where she met two other maids. She looked around, but the Alpha wasn’t there.

Meanwhile, other pack members were discussing Velia’s new role.

"I guess the rumors are true. Poor girl," Hacker said, pouting sadly.

"I think this is better for her," Ghost said sympathetically. "At least she’s protected from all the hungry perverts."

"But Venom is so scary," Stalker pouted, her eyes wide with concern.

Blade smiled reassuringly. "Don’t worry, she’ll be okay."

Hacker turned to Butcher, who remained silent as usual. "Don't you ever speak?" he asked, his tone playful.

Butcher scoffed. "What am I supposed to say?" he replied, his expression uninterested.

Snake was seething with anger, unable to believe the news. "That bitch," she muttered through clenched teeth, her eyes flashing with fury. Venom had never been interested in slaves—still remembered when Godfather Marco brought a slave for him, only for him to flatly reject it, saying he wasn’t interested. So why was he suddenly interested now?

“That witch must have bewitched him,” she thought angrily.

Stalker shifted the topic. "We should focus on today’s mission. It’s going to be tough."

Blade grinned. "The tougher, the better."

Ghost added, "No one should die."

Snake scoffed and glared at Ghost, her anger palpable.

 

***

 

 

Velia met the other maids in front of Venom’s door. They entered together, their faces expressionless. They didn’t talk unless necessary, but they informed her that they cleaned both in the morning and evening, as the Alpha disliked dirt.

As they entered the room, Velia immediately sensed that Venom was there. She could smell his scent, faint but distinct. Feel his presence. He emerged from the en suite, dressed in his usual low-slung jeans and tight black t-shirt. The maids bowed respectfully, their eyes cast down. Velia could feel his gaze on her, making her heart race. She refused to look up, too afraid to meet his eyes.

"You should leave…except for her," Venom said, his voice firm, pointing to Velia. The two other maids scurried away immediately, leaving her alone with him.

Velia stared at the floor, unable to look at him. She was terrified of what he might say or do. Terrified of the feelings that swirled within her.

"You’re going to clean this room, top to bottom—only you," Venom said coldly. "Don’t leave until I return." With that, he turned and left the room, leaving Velia alone.

Her eyes widened. She had to clean the huge room by herself. She knew it would be exhausting and stressful, but she started immediately, not wanting to upset him.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot, Virus, Stalker, Ghost, Snake, Butcher, Blade, and a few other gang members were waiting for Venom’s arrival. They were ready for the mission Marco had ordered of them.

"Are you all ready?" Venom arrived, his eyes scanning the group.

"Not without me," Hardin interrupted, appearing in the parking lot. The members looked at him in surprise, their faces unreadable.

"I’m in," Hardin said to Virus, who's lips turned up in a grin. Blade clapped him on the shoulder in welcome. Stalker smiled, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"You will communicate with Hacker through these," Venom continued, handing out headsets to the group. "Please listen to everything he says." He entered a car immediately and waited for the others.

"Hey, guys, you hear me?" Hacker's voice crackled through the mouthpiece, sounding playful. They all chuckled, except for Snake and Butcher, whose faces remained serious.

"You can still stay back if you want," Virus said to Hardin, his brow furrowed with concern. "I don’t think you’ve trained enough for this dangerous mission."

"Just worry about yourself?" Hardin shot back, his tone slightly sarcastic. He slid into the car, his movements fluid.

Butcher chuckled, his eyes gleaming with amusement. Venom scowled.

The group piled into the cars with swift and synchronized movements. Blade took the wheel of the first car and Virus and Venom climbed in, their faces set like stone. The others piled into the remaining cars, their faces serious. They left the clubhouse grounds, their tires screeching as they sped into the night.

Twenty minutes later, they arrived in front of a large mansion, noting the heavy presence of guards patrolling the area, moving with a captive in their hands. They parked a little distance away and proceeded on foot.

“You have to listen to my instructions, let me move quickly,” Hacker said through the earpiece, and they all nodded.

“There are dozens of guards outside. Be careful,” Hacker warned.

The team attacked the guards suddenly, the loud sound of gunfire filling the air as they fought. Butcher showed off his brutal combat skills, dispatching enemies with ease. Hardin was performing far better than anyone expected. Soon, all the guards were down, and they advanced into the mansion, easily defeating another fifty guards inside. Following Hacker's guidance, they moved toward the vault.

"Alright, guys, I’ve got eyes on the vault," Hacker said, his voice steady. "There are 50 guards patrolling the area. I’ll take care of the security cameras and alarms. Virus, Venom, Stalker, Butcher, Hardin, Snake, Ghost, and Blade, you’re clear to move in."

The team nodded, their expressions determined. They moved swiftly and silently, weapons ready.

“I’m hacking into the security system now,” Hacker said, fingers flying across his keyboard. "Cameras and alarms are down. Cracking the vault combination... Got it!”

The team moved in perfect sync, their weapons firing with precision. Virus took out the guards on the left with his sniper rifle, while Venom handled the right side with his gun. The others followed suit, eliminating threats quickly and efficiently.

“The vault’s open,” Hacker said, and they all rushed inside.

“You’re too good, boy,” Ghost teased, rolling his eyes while sucking on his lollipop.

They began packing the money, which was far more than expected.

“We’ve got the money!” Virus exclaimed.

“Let’s get out of here!” Hacker said firmly. “We’ve got what we came for!”

As they exited the mansion, they encountered part of Pedro's pack, led by his twins, Rica and Rico. Rica’s beauty was striking, while Rico was undeniably handsome.

“You think you can steal from us and get away with it?” Rica sneered, her eyes blazing with fury.

“Yeah, you’ll pay for this,” Rico added coldly.

“Get out of my way,” Venom said in his usual emotionless tone.

“Ah, you must be the famous Venom,” Rica smirked. “Let’s see what you’ve got.”

“Bring it,” Rico said, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

The fight erupted as Venom and Rico exchanged a flurry of punches and kicks. Rico was skilled, but Venom’s expertise outmatched him.

Meanwhile, Virus faced Rica with a smirk, taunting her as he easily dodged her attacks. "You’re slow," he teased.

Rica's face flushed with anger, and her eyes flashed. "Shut up!" she shouted, launching a fierce counterattack.

The rest of the team joined in, with Hardin showcasing his impressive combat abilities. He swiftly took down multiple syndicate members, his movements fast and precise.

He even saved Ghost and Virus from a few close calls, his reflexes lightning-fast. "Thanks, Hardin," Ghost said gratefully. Virus gave him a little pat on the back for recognizing Hardin's worth.

As more syndicate members fell, Rico ordered a retreat. They shifted and vanished into the night.

"Let them go," Venom instructed and the team watched them disappear.

The team got into their car, money in hand, and sped off. Venom remained silent, but the others were ecstatic.

“Thanks, Hardin,” Ghost said. “I owe you one.”

“No problem,” Hardin replied calmly. “That’s what teammates are for.” Ghost blushed at his words.

 

***

 

 

Back at the Clubhouse

Velia finished cleaning the room, exhausted from the effort. Despite her fatigue, she couldn’t leave, as Venom had instructed her to stay. Her eyes fell on his bed, and it looked so inviting that she couldn’t stop staring at it.

Feeling overwhelmed, she decided to take a brief rest on the bed, planning to get up and leave shortly. But as soon as she lay down, her eyelids grew heavy, and her body relaxed, succumbing to the comfort of the soft mattress. Before she knew it, she was fast asleep.

A few minutes later, the pack returned to the clubhouse, where Godfather Marco greeted them with a satisfied grin. He wrapped Venom and Virus in a bear hug. "Well done, boys! I knew you could do it."

Blade then led Hardin to his new room, which was huge and beautifully furnished. Hardin was amazed to learn that he would have this luxurious room to himself. As he lay on the bed, he couldn’t help but think about his sister, whom he hadn’t seen in a while. He hoped his new status would help hers as well.

Meanwhile, Venom entered his room, exhausted from the day’s events. He went straight to the shower without turning on the lights in his room, desperate to get the sweat and blood off himself. Upon returning to his room, he was surprised to find the light shining from his bathroom highlighting Velia peacefully sleeping on his bed. Something in him didn’t want to disturb her, so instead he dressed and sat beside the bed, his gaze intense as he watched her.

A few moments later, Velia began to stir, stretching lazily as she woke up. She groaned softly and sat up, confused. Just then, she heard a cold, seductive voice say, “Finally awake, Lupetta?” Her eyes snapped open, startled by the piercing gaze of Venom fixed on her.