"You should have seen the look on that boy's face when I mentioned we're from the Tiger Gang!" The thug who had robbed the store before began boasting, placing his hands on one of the ladies' escorts who did not enter the store.

He went on and on about how the Tiger Gang was the most fearsome gang in the area and how he was closed with the boss.

"He was practically shaking in his boots!" he added, exaggerating to make it seem like he was the real deal.

The other two thugs, though pretending to go along with his bragging, shared irritated looks. He continued fabricating stories, falsely claiming a higher rank when, in reality, they were all at the bottom of the gang hierarchy.

Clearly, his constant need for attention and arrogant attitude was getting on their nerves.

The escorts, on the other hand, continued to shower him with compliments, hoping for a potential bonus if he decided to become more generous.

"Yo, check that out!" one of the thugs exclaimed, pointing toward a dark alley, where they saw a girl with red eyes walking towards them.

The girl's steps were slow, and her crimson gaze made her look like a ghost, especially in the dimly lit surroundings.

"Is she wearing some kind of freaky contact lenses?" questioned one of the escort ladies, squinting to get a better look.

It wasn't uncommon for women in their line of work to wear contact lenses, but choosing a glow-in-the-dark red color seemed unusual.

However, when she got close enough, everyone was stunned by her beauty.

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Her skin was flawless, her eyes enchanting, and her face had a charming, small shape. In the darkness, she stood out like a glowing rose. Her beauty was almost unreal; it felt as if they were watching a 4k movie featuring an exceptionally beautiful girl.

The women felt insecure, succumbing to an instinctive inferiority complex in the presence of such a stunning girl.

The men, on the other hand, began to fantasize about the prospect of having a girl like her for themselves. Their current partners seemed much less appealing in comparison, despite the fact that they were all under the influence of alcohol.

'Bunch of perverts!' The escorts felt a bit insulted as the three thugs began to ignore them, shifting their focus to the girl who had now stopped walking and was, for some reason, smiling at their group.

"Hey miss, do you want to have some fun with us?" The leader of the group leaned in with a perverted look.

"Are you capable enough, though?" The girl giggled, and her sweet voice made the thugs blush. She was too adorable.

"Of course , I am!" He declared with confidence.

The girl continued to giggle, her eyes glinting with a playful mischief. "Well, let's find out, shall we?"

SWOOOOOSH

In an instant, she moved like a blur, leaving everyone looking confused and shocked. Suddenly, she was right behind them, and everyone gasped.

Before they could even shout for help, they felt as if something were choking their necks, forcing them to shut up.

She whispered something , and their face went from a shocked to sheer horror.

When the red eyed girl stepped back, everyone stumbled over each other.

"Enjoying yourselves?" She asked with a sarcastic tone.

They all knelt on the ground, sweat pouring down their foreheads, and a deep sense of fear overcame them.

As they tried to look at the beautiful girl again, her cute face vanished, shifting into that of someone with a demonic grin on her lips. She looked satisfied of the fact that they all knelt before her.

"I have a little proposition for everyone," She whispered with a sweet, yet chilling tone.

"Follow my command, and you might just live... if you're lucky," she added, her voice now carrying an eerie echo that sent shivers down their spines.

Everyone felt genuine fear as they knelt before her, completely aware that her words were true. They all had the overwhelming feeling that they would die if they dared to defy her.

"P--Please spare us," They all beg for mercy.