... this pleasure, whether the person they want to get it from is willing or not.
And the person who was wearing it was Zoe Aves, the girl who always made sure she got what she wanted as Black Cuervo.
That had unequivocally been the most disturbing thing he had ever visualized. Knowing that Zoe most likely had sex with somebody made him feel sick, and he knew he was scarred. But, before the cycle could repeat itself, he had taken the necklace away from her yesterday, and rode the bus (which had also been disturbing, when Zoe's whole family, the Flock of Fury, had been on board) back to the old prison cemetery. Unfortunately, Sartana had gone back down to the underworld, so he had to set up a portal to get to there and wait the night out in the jailhouse. Going to hell isn't as easy as you think; just like a computer porn download, you have to give it time to process.
And just 45 minutes ago, it finally opened. Sure, it had taken him well into the next day, but the important thing was he had the necklace and there were no more libido-crazed psychos running around Miracle City.
Now that he was down here in the underworld, which is sort of like a calm, gray shadow of the real world, he could finally relax. He walked up the large stone path into the coal-red fortress that was his home. Through the huge...