I Will Fuck Your Wife

I step forward and nod. "Greetings." He responds with a similar motion of his head.

"Then, we have Ghost," Blossom follows my example this time, "and, lastly, Blade." Finally Ayame proceeds with the curt greeting motion.

"I see. I presume you three are not here to browse my velvets," he says while chuckling at his own joke.

"Your presumption is correct." Broderick takes over the conversation for us. "We are here for two reasons. First, there's a merchant carriage full of wares parked on my property. I want you to take care of it, but be aware that my servants have already taken inventory so if you low-ball me with a scummy offer I will fuck your wife."

I raise an eyebrow towards Broderick whose attitude underwent a 180 change in an instant.

Aurelion snorts, "please! My wife is thinner than I am. You wouldn't even be able to get it up."