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Kane & Jim Masterlist
(vampire whump, whumper turned whumpee, whumpee turned caretaker)
Jim had lived as the prisoner of an asshole vampire for years, forced to provide blood for his insatiable appetite, before finally escaping. A decade has passed since then, when he hears word of a vampire in the custody of a group of hunters matching the description of his former captor, Kane. Wanting closure, he negotiates to have custody of Kane transferred to himself. But when he finally lays eyes on the vampire, it’s like he’s a complete stranger: A sobbing mess begging for mercy, not the arrogant man he once knew.
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listed in chronological order, but writing order is indicated by the number next to them. click here for chapters sorted by newest update (and click here for canon drabbles sorted by newest update).
Story:
Kane & Bellamy - Prequel: (recommend not reading until after Family Reunion)
The Knight (#14)
Jim’s Captivity & Recovery:
You’re Mine Now (#7)
Tomorrow (#8)
Run (#3)
Happy Birthday (#25)
Rebellion (#27)
Too Sick (#11)
Family Reunion Part 1 (#12)
Family Reunion Part 2 (#13) + Bonus
Quiet (#16)
Broken (#21)
Out (#22) + Bonus
Home (#23)
Drabbles: Calm Down, Midday Snack, Jim’s Nightmare
Intermission:
Something New (#19)
Kane’s Captivity: (this arc is interactive, see here! anything tagged “canon kane whump” is canon!)
Sunrise (#9)
Hunger (#15)
Opened (#20)
Deserve (#16.5)
A Peculiar Device (#4)
Drabbles (no gore): Dartboard, Stitched, Take a Deep Breath, Taunt, Collared, Keep That In, Go to Hell, Cement, Iron Kane-den, Dog, Light & Laughter, Greatest Wish
Drabbles (gore): Healthy Snack, Problem Solved, Five Minutes
Kane & Jim Present Arc:
It’s Been a While (#1) <- Recommend starting here and then going in whatever order you want after that
Grateful (#2)
New Rules (#5)
Visitor (#6)
For the Wash (#10)
Papercut (#17)
Guilt (#18) + Bonus
Refusal (#23.5)
Understanding Part 1 (#24)
Understanding Part 2 (#26)
Drabbles: Kane’s Nightmare, Bloodsucker
Future - Epilogue:
Crunch (#E1) + Bonus
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Fun stuff:
AUs:
Liz punches Kane - Self explanatory
Purring AU - AU where Kane can purr :3
Sunrise Reprise - Kane gets stuck outside at an unfortunate hour
Bellamy Saves Kane - What it says on the tin
Early Pickup - Jim saves Kane when he still has some fire left in him
Second Chance - Present Kane wakes up during Jim’s captivity
Dark!Jim AU - Jim is a whumpee-turned-whumper instead of a whumpee-turned-caretaker + Bonus
Table - Just some non-canon Kane torture
Carewhumper Kane - Arc 1 Kane has a tiny bit of a heart
Rewarding Hunter AU with cyberneticfire
AU tag - also includes ones that are just ~concepts~
Crossovers:
Celeste & Kane with wolfeyedwitch’s The Heart and the Hunger - Kane gets a new friend in captivity when Celeste’s owner sends his pet vampire for training. (Tag)
SPK (Seth / Pumpkin / Kane) and BBE (Bloodbag El) with whumpshaped’s Writer Whumper - SPK: Kane joins Pumpkin in Seth’s basement, with the two later being saved by Bellamy and getting their happy-ever-afters. (Tag) BBE: Kane picks out El (Pumpkin) as his bloodbag instead of Jim, while Anton picks out Seth as his bloodbag instead of Graham. (Tag)
Fanfiction from my lovely mutuals:
Bleed by whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump
Bite by whumpwillow
New Friends, Old Dilemmas by lethologick
Letter by whumpwillow
Soup by whump-for-all-and-all-for-whump
Torture By Silver by lost-in-labradorite-halls
View by whumpwillow
Popsicles by lost-in-labradorite-halls
Related series:
Cat and Mouse by t0rture-me
Shattered by oddsconvert
Misc:
Lore Masterpost (coming soon!)
Answered asks with additional content
Other posts with additional content
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that time when you stuck in an alley with your crush
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A Percy Weasley diary reading fic (i love those)
but instead of all sad and angsty it’s the Weasleys reading of Percy Oliver Penelope and Marcus’s adventures in life and throughout hogwarts
and they just truly see the type of person he is in an environment that’s not constantly ridiculing him
there can be some angst ofc but like just pure comedy
and Audrey can be penelope’s gf lol cause this will be a perciver fic and idk have Marcus date Adrien if you want lol
...i’ll write it once i finish my other fics but i encourage others to give it a shot themselves cause i’d love to read it :)
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flash games actually raised me more than my parents did and im genuinely gonna miss them
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Yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom’s bride is
uh… Thor?
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Happy ShikaSaku Week!
this week’s theme: beauty in habits // the joy of daily life
DAY TWO i love you when you— tag: Fluff
Rules: use the text prompt and create a work that falls under the provided tag.
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Exhaustion Prompt: “You. Rest. Now.”
From these prompts, if you want to send me one!
“You. Rest. Now.”
No one was expecting Vernon Roche’s voice to ring out over the battlefield as he pointed at Iorveth. Iorveth wasn’t the only one to gape at Roche either.
“…What?”
“Seriously, why the fuck did your second let you out in this state? If you’re gonna fight, at least have the state of mind to recognize a left feint for the love of fuck!”
Ciaran’s cough sounded suspiciously like ‘I tried’ and Iorveth sighed deeply. Just thinking about the argument they’d had before this operation made exhaustion drag at his bones.
Or maybe that was the forty-eight hours he’d gone without sleep. 
He hadn’t deprived himself of sleep intentionally, but he’d gotten wrapped up reading one of the few elven books they still had from before the Conjunction, and he’d just… forgotten. 
Ciaran had tried to convince him that that was more than enough reason to pass off his duties to his second, but really, what kind of commander would he be if he let a stupid thing like nostalgia remove him from duty?
“Uh, Boss,” one of the Blue Stripes – the one with the really nice hair who was always talking about his kids – piped up.
Iorveth glanced around and his sluggish brain took several seconds to recognize that not only did the Blue Stripes stop fighting as soon as Roche spoke, but his Scoia’tael had too. Why?
Roche crossed his arms. “Beating you like this wouldn’t even feel satisfactory. Just – go sleep and come back when you’re ready to actually fight.” And with that, the Blue Stripes Commander turned on his heel and marched away from him, leaving himself entirely exposed to an attack from the rear. If only Iorveth could convince his arm to move.
The remaining Blue Stripes shot confused looks at their commander and at the elves they’d been facing off with, all of whom seemed more than continent not to fight.
What the fuck was going on? Was this a mutiny?
Iorveth blinked, and when his eyes next opened, Ciaran was standing in front of him, worry written across his face. Iorveth tried to ask what was wrong, but somehow his tongue wouldn’t listen to him, and then he looked up and how had they gotten back to base already?
He seemed somehow separate from his body as Ciaran steered him towards the bedroom. Inside, around the nest of pillows and blankets that looked so appealing Iorveth though he might cry, his squad was already taking off their armor. That was a rule, in the bedroom. Cuddling with armor was not pleasant. That was probably the only reason he ever actually took his armor off, honestly.
Turning to Ciaran, he tried to make an inquisitive noise, but somehow when he finished turning, he was already lying down, which meant he was breaking the no armor rule. He opened his mouth to say something, only for Ciaran to poke him pointedly in the side.
“Sleep,” his second ordered.
“I don’t have to follow your orders,” Iorveth said. Or thought he said. It ended up sounding a lot more like jumbled up vowels.
 “Shut up and close your eyes.”
Iorveth did, but not because he was following orders. It was just suddenly difficult to make his eyes open again. 
His people cuddled up close next to him, and he supposed maybe going to sleep wasn’t the worst idea.
Between one heartbeat and the next, he was dead to the world.
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Itachi & Shisui.
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Please watch Avo Rabo, their Voltron reaction videos are the funniest things in the world
(TURN YOUR VOLUME DOWN BEFORE WATCHING)
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so... yeah. I posted chapter 3, but like... I hate it. so I may rewrite that...
it's mostly because of being super sick and it's like... bad fever writing. but I needed something posted to motivate myself to keep writing.
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Clawed Duty Ch. 3
Clawed Duty Ch. 3
Clawed Duty- Hybrid!Au
Chapter 3
Masterlist
Chapters:   Ch1, Ch2, Ch3
Note: So…. I accidentally lied last week…. However Ch 3 is here. I was ill with bad ears (I went tempoarially deaf, so that was a ride) and so everything made me ill and angry. Here it is though hope y’all like xx
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The bunny Hybrid had followed without a word. In fact, he hadn’t even whimpered. His ears were drooping, and eyes flickering everywhere but Alexia.
Clearly something wasn’t right. Secret company hybrids were one thing, but said Hybrids not being angry at being assaulted in their place of work? That was some form of conditioning. It wasn’t enough that Alexia was already livid at Wright and she had no idea what had actually occurred, but here was this Hybrid, following Alexia without question, after being grabbed, and nearly hit. No, something was very, very wrong.
Actually, as Alexia looked closer, it appeared that he had been stuck. Just not when she was present. His right cheek was slightly pinker, but it hadn’t visibly bruised. Alexia bitterly wondered if it was because of a weaker strike, or Hybrid genes.
She stopped dead and turned around to meet his eyes, it wasn’t too hard, as even though she was a slightly taller than average; the Hybrid in front of her was taller by at least 2 inches, the ears only adding to that. He blinked completely stunned by the sudden movement. He wasn’t scared though which was something she was happy about.
“Okay seriously, I’m going to need to know your name. Because I can’t keep calling you pronouns in my head.” Alexia huffed. “I’m not even sure if they’re the right ones.”
The Hybrid innocently tilted his head and blinked innocent eyes. His hair flopped into his eyes which were emphasised with a reddish eyeshadow.  
“They call me Hoshi.” He shrugs, his ears rise slightly, no longer drooping, but not entirely lifted either. His comment makes Alexia cock her eye brow in suspicion.
“But your name?”
“My name is Kwon Soonyoung.” He shrugs. “But I don’t mind either.”
“Well I’m sure you know they call me boss. My name is Alexandria Kovak, though I’d prefer if you call me Alexia.” She ducked her head slightly before grinning back. “Now I’m starved, so how about we get some food.”
 With that, Alexia pushed her way though the cafeteria’s double doors and made a b-line for the kitchen window.
“Two plates of your finest please.” She smiled cheerfully. “I’ll have the steak pie if I may.”
There was some sort of grunt that Alexia took as confirmation, and after a few short seconds, she was presented with a plate of pie and chips. She took it and moved on, with her tray; browsing the desserts as she waited for Hoshi to catch up.
Hoshi waited quietly for his own plate. However when the Cook slammed the second plate into Hoshi’s hands in such an abrupt way, Alexia’s head snapped back. She glanced down at the plate which had a small portion of green slop.
She waited a moment and looked at Hoshi’s tray.
“Don’t tell me you asked for that?”
There was a moment of hesitation before he shook his head.
“This is was Hybrids always get at lunch.” He responded unfazed.
Looking between the two trays Alexia bounced her head from side to side.
“Swap with me.” She demanded.
Hoshi shook his head somewhat adamantly in refusal.
“No seriously, swap. Go sit eat this, I’ll be with you in a second.”
For a moment Hoshi looks like he’d insist on refusing, but looking at Alexia in the eye, he realised that she wasn’t going to argue on it. Nodding he agreed and swapped the two trays, hesitant in walking over to a quiet corner in the cafeteria.
Now Hoshi was safely out of the way from the impending verbal explosion that was bubbling in her mouth, she carried the tray of green mess towards the kitchen serving hole.
 Slam- splatter.
The contents of the bowl splashes about as Alexia slams it down on the rail.
“What the hell is this?!”
The cook who was nearest the kitchen hatch looked up in disinterest. Her response was a monotonous drawl and unbothered.
“The Hybrid set menu.”
Alexia’s face went from rage to stupor.
“The what?” Her mouth had dropped open and her eyes widened.
“Set Hybrid menu. In line to minimise expenses and provide enough nutrients.”
“Set Hybrid… Right. From now on the Hybrid’s can have whatever they want. Anything at all, order it in if you have to.” At this point Alexia had gone from rage to seething determination. Her tone of voice making the cook look at her properly, finally acknowledging the company’s CEO.
“Ugh, I’m not sure if this is allowed Miss Alexia.”
“Nonsense. This is after all my company.”
The comment is growled out, and makes the cooks head snap up. Eyes set on Alexia’s face and realisation dawns in them.
“Madam Kotova- I didn’t, I had no idea it was you.”
“Yeah. Cause I eat takeout in my office. Not, by the way, cause of the rumoured five star dinner service I supposedly eat each day. I appreciate the concept you cooks thinking I’m so frivolous though.” She grinned, though if one looked properly they would probably see it as her baring her teeth. “Right, so I’ll have a written copy of the Hybrid menu, as well as the name of the person who authorised it. And two pieces of the carrot cake.”
 With that she turned and left a gobsmacked cook and hushed kitchen hole. Hoshi, who had been watching the exchange with hesitant curiosity straighten as Alexia sat across from him. Placing one slice of cake in front of him. Owlish eyes blinked before he tucked in. The two ate in silence until his curiosity gets the better of him, and Hoshi voices the boubling question.
“What was that.” His right bunny ear flops slightly and eyes study Alexia’s own. As if he could detect a lie from the way she moved. Of course no lie would leave her lips. Alexia despised lies, more than she despised anything else. She cocked her head to the side, matching the cocked ear, and smiled.
“You heard that? What I was yelling at the cooks?”
“No, well yes, but I want to know about what you said to the cooks like that thing about the lunch rumor.” Clearly the Hybrid was comfortable enough to question her, and if brought an amused grin to her face.
Snorting and taking a bite out of the carrot cake and carefully chewing. She swallows making a response is one of calm amusement.
“According to the cleaners, the company cooks are under the impression I have a professional chef make 5* meals and have them delivered fresh each day. That or I use the company card and make daily lunch meetings in the Ramsey restaurant on the other side of the city. Truth of the matter is, I normally back a small lunch, or order some god awful takeaway and binge in my office whilst going over the paperwork.”
She paused, amusement evident on her face, her eyes studying the Hybrid, who gave a hesitant smile.
“Well. You said your company. Not this company”
‘Ah, so he picked up on that.’ She thought
“Oh…. I well.” Alexia paused trying to find the right words. “You know how Andreas Kotova owned the company, and he died.”
“Yes. Andreas made the initial decision to but myself and the other Hybrids, but he passed before informing us of our roles in the company.”
This information made Alexia straighten, her lips opening slightly, and her eyes loosing focus for a moment.
“Yes. Well Andreas is, or rather was my Grandfather. Maximoff industries was written in his will, to be split between his grandchildren, as his children, my parents aside, had made it clear they didn’t want his businesses. Well my cousins denounced their inheritance of the company, my oldest brother and sister agreed to take over his small bakery businesses, and my other siblings…. Renounced their inheritance too. Its more complicated than that… but essentially I was the only one willing to take on the family business.”
“You’re talking about the Mafioso side of Andreas’ businesses.”
Alexia cleared her throat. “Yes well. Madam Kotova is a name to strike fear. Head of the Mafimo. I took over the position because I am the child of his oldest. To make a long story short. Inheriting the underground business means inheriting the front of house too, so to speak.”
The rest of the conversation was about Hoshi’s life in the company.
Apparently Hoshi had been bought from a shelter by her grandfather along with five others. Her grandfather had bought them with the intention of training them to act as a sort of personal assistants for the company president, CEOs and COOs. However, with being taken by sudden illness two of the company shareholds took control of the Hybrids positions in the company.
This was when the company Hybrids’ lives took a darker nature.
“We’re expected to entertain and… pleasure both valued partners, and staff in Maximoff.”
Alexia choked.
“In… a sexual nature.”
Hoshi just nodded and it took all of Alexia’s professional calm to quell her anger. It was completely legal, to have Hybrids perform sexual favours, but it was another thing entirely for faculty members to be abusing company hybrids without the company owners permission.
“I’m not usually picked for such tasks. And today I was only meant to be there as an invitation, but the representative didn’t like that I was stood. And he said I should be crawling like the mutt I was.”
“Why were you there anyway? I had Allwood handling that.” Alexia was sure she hadn’t mentioned anything to anyone else. Heck if Jean had known she would have told her.
“Mr Wright overheard Allwood talking about this big new prospective client, and he wanted to make an impression.”
Alexia just nodded. Clearly Wright had over stepped, involved himself in something uninvolving him and abused his position especially regarding the company hybrids.
“Has Wright ever used Hybrids for his own… Pleasure?”
“Wright… favours my hyung.” Hoshi shrinks slightly.
“Do you know the 4th floor meeting room?”
“The private one for CEO meetings.”
“Yes, I want you to find your Hyung, and any of the Hybrids working for Maxmioff, and I want you to wait there. Anyone who questions you, you yell them that Madam CEO has given you a direct order, and it over rules any others. Do you understand?”
Hoshi’s eyes study Alexia slowly, before he nods vigorously.
“Off you go then.”
With little else had dampened Alexia’s mood, the way the Hybrid scuttled off to find his friends and fellow Hybrids made her grin. However her grin quickly faded as she remembered the two men waiting in her office. Apparently Alexia was going to have to really take control of the company back.
Masterlist
Chapters:   Ch1, Ch2, Ch3
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Clawed Duty Ch. 3
Clawed Duty Ch. 3
Clawed Duty- Hybrid!Au
Chapter 3
Masterlist
Chapters:   Ch1, Ch2, Ch3
Note: So.... I accidentally lied last week.... However Ch 3 is here. I was ill with bad ears (I went tempoarially deaf, so that was a ride) and so everything made me ill and angry. Here it is though hope y’all like xx
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The bunny Hybrid had followed without a word. In fact, he hadn’t even whimpered. His ears were drooping, and eyes flickering everywhere but Alexia.
Clearly something wasn’t right. Secret company hybrids were one thing, but said Hybrids not being angry at being assaulted in their place of work? That was some form of conditioning. It wasn’t enough that Alexia was already livid at Wright and she had no idea what had actually occurred, but here was this Hybrid, following Alexia without question, after being grabbed, and nearly hit. No, something was very, very wrong.
Actually, as Alexia looked closer, it appeared that he had been stuck. Just not when she was present. His right cheek was slightly pinker, but it hadn’t visibly bruised. Alexia bitterly wondered if it was because of a weaker strike, or Hybrid genes.
She stopped dead and turned around to meet his eyes, it wasn’t too hard, as even though she was a slightly taller than average; the Hybrid in front of her was taller by at least 2 inches, the ears only adding to that. He blinked completely stunned by the sudden movement. He wasn’t scared though which was something she was happy about.
“Okay seriously, I’m going to need to know your name. Because I can’t keep calling you pronouns in my head.” Alexia huffed. “I’m not even sure if they’re the right ones.”
The Hybrid innocently tilted his head and blinked innocent eyes. His hair flopped into his eyes which were emphasised with a reddish eyeshadow.  
“They call me Hoshi.” He shrugs, his ears rise slightly, no longer drooping, but not entirely lifted either. His comment makes Alexia cock her eye brow in suspicion.
“But your name?”
“My name is Kwon Soonyoung.” He shrugs. “But I don’t mind either.”
“Well I’m sure you know they call me boss. My name is Alexandria Kovak, though I’d prefer if you call me Alexia.” She ducked her head slightly before grinning back. “Now I’m starved, so how about we get some food.”
 With that, Alexia pushed her way though the cafeteria’s double doors and made a b-line for the kitchen window.
“Two plates of your finest please.” She smiled cheerfully. “I’ll have the steak pie if I may.”
There was some sort of grunt that Alexia took as confirmation, and after a few short seconds, she was presented with a plate of pie and chips. She took it and moved on, with her tray; browsing the desserts as she waited for Hoshi to catch up.
Hoshi waited quietly for his own plate. However when the Cook slammed the second plate into Hoshi’s hands in such an abrupt way, Alexia’s head snapped back. She glanced down at the plate which had a small portion of green slop.
She waited a moment and looked at Hoshi’s tray.
“Don’t tell me you asked for that?”
There was a moment of hesitation before he shook his head.
“This is was Hybrids always get at lunch.” He responded unfazed.
Looking between the two trays Alexia bounced her head from side to side.
“Swap with me.” She demanded.
Hoshi shook his head somewhat adamantly in refusal.
“No seriously, swap. Go sit eat this, I’ll be with you in a second.”
For a moment Hoshi looks like he’d insist on refusing, but looking at Alexia in the eye, he realised that she wasn’t going to argue on it. Nodding he agreed and swapped the two trays, hesitant in walking over to a quiet corner in the cafeteria.
Now Hoshi was safely out of the way from the impending verbal explosion that was bubbling in her mouth, she carried the tray of green mess towards the kitchen serving hole.
 Slam- splatter.
The contents of the bowl splashes about as Alexia slams it down on the rail.
“What the hell is this?!”
The cook who was nearest the kitchen hatch looked up in disinterest. Her response was a monotonous drawl and unbothered.
“The Hybrid set menu.”
Alexia’s face went from rage to stupor.
“The what?” Her mouth had dropped open and her eyes widened.
“Set Hybrid menu. In line to minimise expenses and provide enough nutrients.”
“Set Hybrid… Right. From now on the Hybrid’s can have whatever they want. Anything at all, order it in if you have to.” At this point Alexia had gone from rage to seething determination. Her tone of voice making the cook look at her properly, finally acknowledging the company’s CEO.
“Ugh, I’m not sure if this is allowed Miss Alexia.”
“Nonsense. This is after all my company.”
The comment is growled out, and makes the cooks head snap up. Eyes set on Alexia’s face and realisation dawns in them.
“Madam Kotova- I didn’t, I had no idea it was you.”
“Yeah. Cause I eat takeout in my office. Not, by the way, cause of the rumoured five star dinner service I supposedly eat each day. I appreciate the concept you cooks thinking I’m so frivolous though.” She grinned, though if one looked properly they would probably see it as her baring her teeth. “Right, so I’ll have a written copy of the Hybrid menu, as well as the name of the person who authorised it. And two pieces of the carrot cake.”
 With that she turned and left a gobsmacked cook and hushed kitchen hole. Hoshi, who had been watching the exchange with hesitant curiosity straighten as Alexia sat across from him. Placing one slice of cake in front of him. Owlish eyes blinked before he tucked in. The two ate in silence until his curiosity gets the better of him, and Hoshi voices the boubling question.
“What was that.” His right bunny ear flops slightly and eyes study Alexia’s own. As if he could detect a lie from the way she moved. Of course no lie would leave her lips. Alexia despised lies, more than she despised anything else. She cocked her head to the side, matching the cocked ear, and smiled.
“You heard that? What I was yelling at the cooks?”
“No, well yes, but I want to know about what you said to the cooks like that thing about the lunch rumor.” Clearly the Hybrid was comfortable enough to question her, and if brought an amused grin to her face.
Snorting and taking a bite out of the carrot cake and carefully chewing. She swallows making a response is one of calm amusement.
“According to the cleaners, the company cooks are under the impression I have a professional chef make 5* meals and have them delivered fresh each day. That or I use the company card and make daily lunch meetings in the Ramsey restaurant on the other side of the city. Truth of the matter is, I normally back a small lunch, or order some god awful takeaway and binge in my office whilst going over the paperwork.”
She paused, amusement evident on her face, her eyes studying the Hybrid, who gave a hesitant smile.
“Well. You said your company. Not this company”
‘Ah, so he picked up on that.’ She thought
“Oh…. I well.” Alexia paused trying to find the right words. “You know how Andreas Kotova owned the company, and he died.”
“Yes. Andreas made the initial decision to but myself and the other Hybrids, but he passed before informing us of our roles in the company.”
This information made Alexia straighten, her lips opening slightly, and her eyes loosing focus for a moment.
“Yes. Well Andreas is, or rather was my Grandfather. Maximoff industries was written in his will, to be split between his grandchildren, as his children, my parents aside, had made it clear they didn’t want his businesses. Well my cousins denounced their inheritance of the company, my oldest brother and sister agreed to take over his small bakery businesses, and my other siblings…. Renounced their inheritance too. Its more complicated than that… but essentially I was the only one willing to take on the family business.”
“You’re talking about the Mafioso side of Andreas’ businesses.”
Alexia cleared her throat. “Yes well. Madam Kotova is a name to strike fear. Head of the Mafimo. I took over the position because I am the child of his oldest. To make a long story short. Inheriting the underground business means inheriting the front of house too, so to speak.”
The rest of the conversation was about Hoshi’s life in the company.
Apparently Hoshi had been bought from a shelter by her grandfather along with five others. Her grandfather had bought them with the intention of training them to act as a sort of personal assistants for the company president, CEOs and COOs. However, with being taken by sudden illness two of the company shareholds took control of the Hybrids positions in the company.
This was when the company Hybrids’ lives took a darker nature.
“We’re expected to entertain and… pleasure both valued partners, and staff in Maximoff.”
Alexia choked.
“In… a sexual nature.”
Hoshi just nodded and it took all of Alexia’s professional calm to quell her anger. It was completely legal, to have Hybrids perform sexual favours, but it was another thing entirely for faculty members to be abusing company hybrids without the company owners permission.
“I’m not usually picked for such tasks. And today I was only meant to be there as an invitation, but the representative didn’t like that I was stood. And he said I should be crawling like the mutt I was.”
“Why were you there anyway? I had Allwood handling that.” Alexia was sure she hadn’t mentioned anything to anyone else. Heck if Jean had known she would have told her.
“Mr Wright overheard Allwood talking about this big new prospective client, and he wanted to make an impression.”
Alexia just nodded. Clearly Wright had over stepped, involved himself in something uninvolving him and abused his position especially regarding the company hybrids.
“Has Wright ever used Hybrids for his own… Pleasure?”
“Wright… favours my hyung.” Hoshi shrinks slightly.
“Do you know the 4th floor meeting room?”
“The private one for CEO meetings.”
“Yes, I want you to find your Hyung, and any of the Hybrids working for Maxmioff, and I want you to wait there. Anyone who questions you, you yell them that Madam CEO has given you a direct order, and it over rules any others. Do you understand?”
Hoshi’s eyes study Alexia slowly, before he nods vigorously.
“Off you go then.”
With little else had dampened Alexia’s mood, the way the Hybrid scuttled off to find his friends and fellow Hybrids made her grin. However her grin quickly faded as she remembered the two men waiting in her office. Apparently Alexia was going to have to really take control of the company back.
Masterlist
Chapters:   Ch1, Ch2, Ch3
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