The tension in the dungeon had settled into a comfortable silence.

Leo sat back on the high-backed wooden chair, his legs stretched out, watching the woman he had just tamed.

Belladonna knelt at his feet, resting her head on his knee. Her eyes were closed, her breathing had turned slow and even. She looked peaceful, almost unrecognizable from the fierce Bandit Queen who had whipped Bane into ecstasy an hour ago.

Leo's hand idly stroked her raven hair, but his gaze had already drifted to the corner of the room.

To the girl hanging through the chains.

Shadow, the useless bodyguard of Ryana's who had woken up and watched him fuck the brains out of Bella.

Leo tapped Belladonna on the shoulder.

"Bella," he said softly.

Belladonna's eyes fluttered open. She looked up at him with adoration, "Yes, Master?"

"Get her down," Leo said, nodding toward the corner.

Belladonna frowned. She turned her head, her eyes narrowing as they landed on the unconscious figure of the assassin.

"That girl?" Belladonna asked, her voice sharpening. A flicker of her old arrogance returned. "Why? She is useless. She failed to protect you. I should just cut her throat and be done with it."

"She is a guest, Bandit Queen," Leo corrected, a smirk playing on his lips, "Bring her to me with all due respect."

"But I want to see what's she hiding behind that leather."

Hearing him, Belladonna hesitated a bit. Jealousy flared in her blue eyes. She didn't want to share. She wanted to be the only one for him. But his words were absolute for her.

"As you wish," she murmured, rising gracefully to her feet.

She walked over to the corner where Shadow hung. She looked at the girl with disdain.

"Wake up, little mouse," Belladonna sneered.

She reached up and yanked the release lever on the wall. The chains rattled, and Shadow dropped to the stone floor in a heap.

Shadow groaned. She tried to push herself up, but her arms trembled and gave out. The mysterious chains had drained the strength out of her body completely. She was helpless.

"Don't... touch me," Shadow jerked Bella's hand when she tried to hold her arm.

"He wants you," Belladonna said, grabbing Shadow by the arm and hauling her up, "You should be grateful. Most people pay to even look at him."

And as soon as Shadow stood up, Belladonna didn't ask for permission. She cut the leather straps of Shadow's clothes with a small knife she pulled from Shadow's boot itself.

The black leather fell away, revealing the tight undershirt and trousers beneath. Belladonna ripped those too.

Shadow tried to fight, swatting weakly at Belladonna's hands, but it was futile.

"Stop!" Shadow gasped, trying to cover herself, "I belong to the Silver Route! You cannot... "

"I can do whatever he tells me to do," Belladonna hissed, and within seconds, Shadow was naked.

Belladonna shoved her toward Leo.

"Walk," she ordered.

Shadow stumbled forward, her bare feet slapping against the cold stone. She tried to cover her breasts and her pussy with her hands. She was burning with humiliation. She had watched them from the sides engaging in an intense, sweat dripping sex. But she was the centre of attention now.

Leo watched her approach.

She was different from Belladonna. While the Bandit Queen was voluptuous and soft, Shadow was lean and coiled. Her body was all muscles. Her stomach was flat and toned, her legs powerful. Even her breasts were smaller than Seraphine's and Bella's.

"Hands at your sides," Leo commanded, "Don't make me let her do it."

Shadow flinched. She looked at him, pleading with her eyes, to let her go. But Leo's eyes were fixed on her chest. He would get what he wanted.

Trembling under his gaze, she slowly lowered her hands.

She stood before him, fully exposed.

Leo leaned forward in his chair.

"Closer," he said.

Bella pushed Shadow, pushing her a step closer to Leo. Now she was right between his spread knees.

Leo reached out. His hand moved to her face. He touched the sheer black veil that still covered the lower half of her face.

"Let's see the face of the woman who watched me fuck," he whispered.

He pulled the veil down.

"NO!" Shadow turned her face away instantly, squeezing her eyes shut.

But Leo saw it.

She was beautiful. Sharp features, high cheekbones, and full, pouty pink lips. But running from the corner of her mouth down to her chin was a thin, jagged white scar.

"Look at me," Leo said.

"It is ugly," Shadow shook her head, "My Mistress says I should not let any man see it."

"Your Mistress is an idiot," Leo said.

He reached out and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him.

He leaned forward, and softly planted his lips at the edge of her lips, kissing the scar.

He pressed his lips gently against the jagged line of white skin. He traced it with the tip of his tongue, slow and reverent.

Shadow gasped. Her eyes flew open.

The shame that had been choking her was replaced by a sudden, intense rush of shock and arousal. No one would dare even think about kissing her scar.

When men saw it, they would look away. But the man she thought was a lecherous pervert?

"You are beautiful," Leo whispered against her skin.

He leaned in and kissed her lips. Despite the lean, muscular body of hers, her lips were every bit as soft as those of Bella.

He pulled back, looking into her stunned eyes.

"But you are too tense," he noted, "Why are you fighting it."

He reached into his inventory. A small packet of pink powder appeared in his hand. The Mystery Aphrodisiac Pack.

"Open your mouth," He told her.

Shadow looked at the powder, and her training kicked in.

"Poison?" She whispered, trying to pull back, "I won't take it. You can't make me."

"It's not poison," Leo said, his voice soothing but firm, "It's just something that will help you relax. It will help you feel what I want you to feel."

"No," Shadow shook her head frantically, "I serve Ryana. I will not be drugged by..."

Leo didn't argue. He moved fast.

He grabbed her jaw with one hand, squeezing her cheeks until her mouth popped open.

He poured the pink powder onto her tongue.

He clamped her mouth shut and tilted her head back, "Swallow."

Shadow gagged, her eyes watering. She tried to hold it, but the powder dissolved instantly, turning into a sweet, cloying liquid that slid down her throat.

She coughed as he let her go.

"What... what did you...???"

But before she could question him, the powder hit her in seconds.

Her knees buckled. Her skin flushed a deep, burning pink. Her breath hitched, coming in short, shallow pants. The room seemed to tilt. A heat, hotter than fire, exploded in her belly and rushed straight between her legs.

"Oh..." she moaned, swaying on her feet, "Oh God..."

"What did you do to me?"

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