Week One: Tuesday - Narrative
Little bitch. Fucking little WHORE. Yes, Daddy had seen it, the way she cozied up to that fuck Janos. Just like her whore of a mother had done. Upton knew it all now. It was obvious, wasn't it? The bitch had denied it then, Janos had snarled in his face and threatened him, but Upton had been as sure of the truth then as he was now. Only now, now he felt vindicated... sort of.
And Rose, Rose was so full of herself now, prancing about like a confident little butterfly right out in the moonlight. She didn't care. No fear. It was like she was taunting him. Taunt all she wanted, Upton would turn it against her.
She was going to be sorry for turning against her daddy, for coming to Halcyon, and most of all... for sleeping with the enemy. Fucking little cunt.
But who to nab first? Who. Well, Sergio would want him to snatch up that incubus brat first, and his screaming terror little brother. And then there was the little gargoyle. Oh, so many little ones... so little time. Upton was wondering... not on his list or anything, but wouldn't little Aidan be happy if Kiernan's little brat angel came along? A playmate for him, a means to get Rose to behave, and a way for Upton to remind Kiernan once more why it's not wise to fuck with another man's livelihood.
Was he getting too greedy? Well fuck, if he was going to be nabbing up all these kiddoes for the big boss he might as well add a few to the kiddie day care, er night care, whatever. Anyway, Rose was a given. She always had been a part of the deal.