11-08-2025, 12:42 AM
Lucian Lurid liked to believe he was a sound businessman.
Sure, his biggest business venture peddled sinful entertainment that may as well have been a borderline traveling porno of the freakiest variety, but it was clearly a niche market he'd happily conquered and the profits from every show Cirque du Sins put on were a wet dream come true in their own right. What could he say? A huge chunk of the human race were horndogs and he was happy to indulge in satiating their lustful desires as long as they had the dough to pay for it.
True, Lucian had made some rather... questionable business decisions he looked back on now with shame and regret. Taking that loan from Antonio so he could actually get this show off the ground at all was easily his biggest mistake, but when you're young and desperate and nobody in their right mind wanted to invest in something that they were certain wasn't going to turn a profit in this economy and would die shortly after it got started, sometimes you don't think about the consequences until they come knocking at your door looking for their payment.
It was hard to classify whether or not hiring Angel onto his kinky carnival cast was questionable or not given that he wasn't given any choice in the matter. Just because his biggest stars had the guts to stand up to a known monster of a man in Antonio didn't mean he was that crazy, but he also wasn't blind or stupid. The plan couldn't have been more obvious in his eyes: have Angel overtake the twins to become the adult circus's top act, somehow have that leveraged into a way to cut the twins, then Antonio swoops in and “saves” them, profit. The problem was that Lucian knew how valuable his diamonds in the rough were, and even if they were a little high-maintenance sometimes, it was the price he was willing to pay considering they were the literal backbone of his depraved little empire, and not just in terms of the circus itself.
Plus, as annoyed as he could get with them sometimes, he enjoyed the twins being able to speak their minds and he might've had a bit of a secret kink regarding their questionable dynamic with him sometimes. Angel, on the other hand... yeah, Lucian didn't even want to think about what he knew that poor guy was hiding whenever he was dragged off for some “alone time” with Antonio, but as much as he wanted to offer some sort of help, he knew he had to tread lightly considering his own debt to the lethal loan shark.
Still, above all else, Lucian was an opportunist. He was a master of holding a crowd in the palm of his hand and working them into a frenzy with nothing but his words, milking every last cent out of them however he could to maximize both his profits and their enjoyment, and he wasn't shy about striking while the iron was hot. After working to get the Glimmer Sisters into SCW, it had been his brilliant idea to have the circus follow their SCW touring schedule whenever possible, allowing all those shy little sinners hiding beneath the image of wrestling fans the chance to indulge in those pleasures without feeling guilty, especially after whatever Gia & Gina tended to do on television that worked them into a frenzy. The shows he held wherever SCW settled in at for the week, especially the one before their own show day, were easily the biggest moneymakers he'd had in the circus's entire existence.
If you need any proof of that, just check the ticket sales for last night to realize Cirque du Sins raked in about as much as tonight's SCW pay-per-view itself probably did, not including whatever last minute sales they would do at the door to fill those last few seats at the US Bank Stadium.
While Lucian had enjoyed the business he'd gotten out of Minnesota before Gina hopefully had her fun tonight and added that fancy trios contract on top of her and Gia's tag title reign, he couldn't help but start looking ahead. After all, only the twins had to worry about tonight still since Gina was the one competing and Gia was no doubt scheming to help her team win, but even they seemed to already believe the trios finals were a foregone conclusion given how many ways they'd already plotted to have the most fun with that little contract.
Lucian: I've got some ideas I'd love to pitch if those bloody cunts didn't want to cockblock me. It's not like I set them up to even have this gig or anything, yeah?
Lucian couldn't help but grumble to himself as he marched his pudgy posterior out towards the twins' trailer. Yeah, it was still morning, but they probably needed to get their hot perky asses up anyway to make sure they were all set for Under Attack tonight, and he needed them awake because he needed to talk business with them. As we said, Lucian believed himself to be a sound businessman, and he smelled a business opportunity he just couldn't pass up. The problem was, he needed the Glimmers to make it happen, because it involved SCW... specifically, the next challenge on the twins' plate once Under Attack was swept under the rug after tonight.
A Wholesome Family Event, a special show where you could only watch or attend if you were 19 years of age or older, hosted on the sunny island paradise that embodied hedonism that was KABLAMia.
If that didn't scream prime business opportunity for the raunchiest, sexiest, most sinful and seductive adult circus in the world, then Lucian was willing to deep throat a pair of his own briefs... or at least claim that he would because he was that confident he wouldn't have to.
Lucian: It's a match made in fucking heaven, and the twins already have an in with a fellow lustful sinner so I'd be bloody stupid to let this opportunity slip through my fingers.
Lucian chuckled greedily to himself as he wiggled his fingers, even though he was the only one actually listening to his own words. Once he reached the Glimmer Sisters' trailer, it wasn't long before he was pounding on the door loud enough to wake the dead.
Lucian: Oi! Rise and shine mates! I need to have a word with you cunts before your SCW show tonight!
Lucian stepped back from the door, just in case Gia & Gina were grumpy enough at the potential rude awakening to want to try and hit him as soon as the door opened, and he wasn't on board with getting popped in the face today after the last time he'd wandered out here to talk with them. A few minutes passed and nothing, so Lucian was about ready to knock again when the trailer door suddenly opened. Who stepped out, however, wasn't either of the twins. Instead, it was a gorgeous blonde woman who had such a fat ass it might've even outsized both the twins, dressed in a pair of blue jeans that hugged it tightly and a white tanktop she was finishing pulling on over a lacy white bra.
Lucian: Well hello, beautiful.
Gina: Ignore the greased pig and just let him wish he had an ass like yours, babe.
Gia: Feel free to see us tonight after we add a trios contract to our little trophy case!
Lucian sneered as the woman just giggled and nodded to acknowledge him, but that's all he got before she sauntered away. His eyes started to follow that enormous cake as it jiggled and swayed, but it was hard to keep following that view once he realized the Glimmers were both standing in their trailer door, not a hint of clothing to be found and every inch of naked flesh on full display. Yeah, he'd seen it all before, but even he couldn't deny how incredible a sight it was.
Lucian: Ahem... good night, I take it?
Gia: Always a good night when you find a lady with an ass just as juicy as ours and knows how to use it.
Lucian: Where the bloody hell did you even find her at?
Gina: How about you just tell us why you're waking us up so damn early in the morning?
Gia: Seriously. We had a fun night and now we'd like to make sure we can have another fun night “defying fate” or whatever and embarrassing some losers who don't belong in the same ring as us.
Gina: Or James.
Gia: Or Enigma.
Lucian: Spoil a guy's fun, why don't you? Fine... I figured you could use the bloody wake-up call anyway to get those sexy asses of yours in gear, but I wanted to ask for your help with something before you got going, yeah?
Gina: Don't we help you with enough already?
Gia: Yeah, pretty sure the SCW cash flow we bring in is helping out a ton in covering the debt you put yourself in to a certain sleazebag we all wish would just fuck off and leave us alone.
Lucian: Yeah, yeah, I fucked up, this ain't breaking bloody news, you bitches. I feel bad enough about it every time I have to be in Antonio's presence to pay him for another month of getting to live and keep the show going, yeah?
Gia & Gina exchanged glances at the bitter tone in Lucian's voice, and as much as they loved pushing his buttons and reminding him that this whole mess was his fault in the first place, they could tell when they might've started going too far, and the joint sighs they let out made it clear they recognized this was probably one of those times.
Gia: What do you need Lucian?
Lucian: Alright, hear me out. After tonight, the next show you have is that bloody KABLAMia show, yeah?
Gina: Yeah, we get to embarrass the Shitigami Foundation one more time and prove once and for all that they're not getting the tag titles back from us, now or ever.
Gia: Except this time we're doing so at a hot little resort spot that actually celebrates people like us.
Gina: What about it?
Lucian: Well, since you'll probably see him hanging around getting some last minute promotion in for it tonight, any chance you could convince that Derek Adonis bloke to... I don't know, stop by and check out our circus, or put in a good word for me, or hook me up with a bloody meeting or something?
Gia: You want to bring Cirque du Sins to KABLAMia, don't you?
Lucian: Of bloody fucking course I do! Think about it: the hottest circus on this whole bloody planet, holding a special show at the biggest lustful paradise this side of the United States or wherever the fuck it's located at? Bloody hell, even if that don't bring in some extra moolah, I doubt Derek would turn down some sort of partnership that could help us both thrive. And, as a bloody good bonus, the whole circus could get to enjoy a proper vacation for once in a place where nobody here has to be ashamed of being the freaks we all love to fucking be!
Lucian's voice grew louder the more he got into his own pitch, almost like he was in the center ring happily dictating the sexy fun that awaited an eager crowd like he usually was. By the time he got to that last line, it seems like the idea had enough legs that some of the other performers who were up at about were listening in and couldn't help but cheer... probably mostly at the thought of a vacation where they didn't have to pretend to hide their kinky urges that brought them here to perform in the first place, but still.
Gia & Gina exchanged looks again, finding it harder and harder to really argue with the plan Lucian had just laid out.
Gina: Gotta say Lucy, that might be one of the smartest things I think I've ever heard you say.
Lucian: Ha ha.
Gia: Tell you what? Maybe, just this once, it won't kill us if you want to roll your lard-filled carcass over to the arena with us. I don't think it'll take much “convincing” to send Derek your way to talk business.
Lucian: Your usual bloody insults aside, that's all I'm asking for mates.
Gina: Who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky and this could be a neat little co-op moment so a certain bag of dicks can finally leave us alone.
???: What's this I'm hearing about a little co-op arrangement now?
Several of the performers who had started poking their heads out to listen in on Lucian's big idea and the twins' help in potentially making it happen immediately gasped and ducked out of sight at the familiar smooth accent that inspired dread throughout the circus grounds. Lucian looked about ready to piss himself, but the Glimmers just scowled as they saw the tall, impeccably-dressed form of Antonio saunter over to them.
He wasn't alone, though.
Gia's nails nearly dug grooves into the plastic countertop as she fought to stop herself from heaving. Now, don't get us wrong, the idea of someone playing the role of a sub to the point where they were literally being walked around nearly naked like a dog in public was kinky enough that the twins would probably think of ways to make the whole experience even kinkier to really draw some attention. But something about seeing Angel wearing a dog collar and a harness with Antonio walking him, only a red thong barely containing his goods and devoid of any of his usual drag queen aesthetic or makeup felt like they'd swallowed poison and it demanded to come back up in the worst possible way. Now, if Angel seemed into it, then they had no right to judge, but they could tell by the look on his face he was desperately trying to hide that how “into it” he appeared was an act and he desperately wanted to be away from Antonio.
Lucian: Antonio, hey! What, uh... what are you doing here so early mate?
Antonio: Oh, just figured I'd stop by to wish one of these tantalizing twins luck tonight with that little wrestling thing, maybe even see if there's any interest in some “backup” in case things go south with her partners for whatever reason. Emphasis on tantalizing because mm-mm-MMM you both are looking so very deliciosa right now.
Gina: Not happening.
Antonio: Dios mío, again with the stubborn attitude. Fine, it's your potentially death wish if those two “partners” of yours stop playing nice once all is said and done. Now, about this little business deal I thought I was hearing about...
Gia: None of your business.
Lucian: Uh heh heh... what she meant to say was-
Gina: Nah, my sister meant what she said.
Gia & Gina both stepped out of their trailer, not caring about their nude state as they stepped right up to Antonio. True, they needed to join hands and thread their fingers together to help ground their nerves, but opposing the towering crime lord didn't seem as scary this time. Maybe it was the fact that they knew Antonio wouldn't do anything risky in broad daylight, since there was still the chance of anybody randomly passing by the lot where Cirque du Sins had set up shop here in Minneapolis, but the fact that they were standing up to him at all had Lucian looking like he was on the verge of having a heart attack. Even Angel looked up at them, jaw on the floor at the proverbial balls they were showing instead of any reason why that would usually be the case if anyone else were in his position.
Though, if anybody else were in Angel's exact position right now, Gia & Gina would be just as worried about them.
Antonio, for his part, just cocked his head and grinned like this was the most amusing thing he'd seen in weeks.
Antonio: You little sluts should be careful about what kind of fights you go around picking. I can promise you chicas I'm nothing like any of those so-called men you work with.
Gia: Yeah, pretty sure they're at least man enough to get their own hands dirty.
Gina: If anything, you're no different than a bunch of the whiny bitches we have to put up with.
Gia: Crying and demanding respect because you think you deserve it, just because.
Antonio: Oh? And you both think you deserve respect?
Gina: Nah, but we're more than happy to take it anyway.
Gia: And considering we're standing out here butt naked, you know we've got nothing to hide.
The tension only seemed to grow thicker, and Lucian looked about ready to try and get between both sides and beg for Antonio's forgiveness, but the loan shark just burst out laughing like this was the funniest thing of all time.
Antonio: Whew... I have to say, you twins really know how to make a guy laugh. It's honestly adorable seeing you act so tough. I needed a good laugh today, so thank you for being the slutty clowns I needed to see. Go ahead and keep your secret business nonsense... I'll find out eventually. And soon, we'll all get to look back on moments like this and laugh while I...
Antonio proceeded to go off on a rather lewd tangent that's not worth mentioning and even the Glimmers began to tune him out rather quickly. Usually they were happy to engage in whatever depraved fantasies of lust and debauchery someone was willing to share with them, but Antonio had long since established that his greatest fantasy could be the most vanilla thing ever and they would be disgusted just because it was him.
At some point in his rambling, Antonio began to leave, jerking on the leash so Angel would follow behind him. He gave one last stunned glance at the Glimmers, the sexy circus sluts he was supposed to be replacing as the headliner, and instead of anything he expected to see, all he found in their gazes was concern for him and a determination to find a way to free him from whatever he'd gotten himself tied up in with Antonio. Truthfully, he didn't think they could pull it off, but seeing them actually stand up to the sick bastard even and live to tell the tale even if he acted like it was all just one big game?
Maybe there was a slim sliver of hope, he wanted to think.
Lucian: Well... you ladies-
Gina: We'll get you in touch with Derek about your proposition, Lucian.
Gia: Right now, we need to get ready, because as far as we're concerned? Those losers lusting after fate, those nobodies who think they have any hope in hell of relieving us of our gold?
Gina: We're going to be turning them into punching bags as a warm up for whatever we hope to do to Antonio someday.
Lucian started sputtering and tried to say something, but the twins didn't hear him as they stormed back into their trailer and, reluctantly, began putting clothes back up so they could warm up for Under Attack tonight. As far as they were concerned, taking the next step to showing their brilliant dominance over SCW wasn't just a game to embarrass everyone who claimed they cared so much about wrestling for their own amusement anymore.
In their own twisted little way? It was also their declaration of war against Antonio, and a warning that if they could conquer SCW on their wits and charm alone, then it was possible they could make his entire illicit empire fall as well.
Sure, his biggest business venture peddled sinful entertainment that may as well have been a borderline traveling porno of the freakiest variety, but it was clearly a niche market he'd happily conquered and the profits from every show Cirque du Sins put on were a wet dream come true in their own right. What could he say? A huge chunk of the human race were horndogs and he was happy to indulge in satiating their lustful desires as long as they had the dough to pay for it.
True, Lucian had made some rather... questionable business decisions he looked back on now with shame and regret. Taking that loan from Antonio so he could actually get this show off the ground at all was easily his biggest mistake, but when you're young and desperate and nobody in their right mind wanted to invest in something that they were certain wasn't going to turn a profit in this economy and would die shortly after it got started, sometimes you don't think about the consequences until they come knocking at your door looking for their payment.
It was hard to classify whether or not hiring Angel onto his kinky carnival cast was questionable or not given that he wasn't given any choice in the matter. Just because his biggest stars had the guts to stand up to a known monster of a man in Antonio didn't mean he was that crazy, but he also wasn't blind or stupid. The plan couldn't have been more obvious in his eyes: have Angel overtake the twins to become the adult circus's top act, somehow have that leveraged into a way to cut the twins, then Antonio swoops in and “saves” them, profit. The problem was that Lucian knew how valuable his diamonds in the rough were, and even if they were a little high-maintenance sometimes, it was the price he was willing to pay considering they were the literal backbone of his depraved little empire, and not just in terms of the circus itself.
Plus, as annoyed as he could get with them sometimes, he enjoyed the twins being able to speak their minds and he might've had a bit of a secret kink regarding their questionable dynamic with him sometimes. Angel, on the other hand... yeah, Lucian didn't even want to think about what he knew that poor guy was hiding whenever he was dragged off for some “alone time” with Antonio, but as much as he wanted to offer some sort of help, he knew he had to tread lightly considering his own debt to the lethal loan shark.
Still, above all else, Lucian was an opportunist. He was a master of holding a crowd in the palm of his hand and working them into a frenzy with nothing but his words, milking every last cent out of them however he could to maximize both his profits and their enjoyment, and he wasn't shy about striking while the iron was hot. After working to get the Glimmer Sisters into SCW, it had been his brilliant idea to have the circus follow their SCW touring schedule whenever possible, allowing all those shy little sinners hiding beneath the image of wrestling fans the chance to indulge in those pleasures without feeling guilty, especially after whatever Gia & Gina tended to do on television that worked them into a frenzy. The shows he held wherever SCW settled in at for the week, especially the one before their own show day, were easily the biggest moneymakers he'd had in the circus's entire existence.
If you need any proof of that, just check the ticket sales for last night to realize Cirque du Sins raked in about as much as tonight's SCW pay-per-view itself probably did, not including whatever last minute sales they would do at the door to fill those last few seats at the US Bank Stadium.
While Lucian had enjoyed the business he'd gotten out of Minnesota before Gina hopefully had her fun tonight and added that fancy trios contract on top of her and Gia's tag title reign, he couldn't help but start looking ahead. After all, only the twins had to worry about tonight still since Gina was the one competing and Gia was no doubt scheming to help her team win, but even they seemed to already believe the trios finals were a foregone conclusion given how many ways they'd already plotted to have the most fun with that little contract.
Lucian: I've got some ideas I'd love to pitch if those bloody cunts didn't want to cockblock me. It's not like I set them up to even have this gig or anything, yeah?
Lucian couldn't help but grumble to himself as he marched his pudgy posterior out towards the twins' trailer. Yeah, it was still morning, but they probably needed to get their hot perky asses up anyway to make sure they were all set for Under Attack tonight, and he needed them awake because he needed to talk business with them. As we said, Lucian believed himself to be a sound businessman, and he smelled a business opportunity he just couldn't pass up. The problem was, he needed the Glimmers to make it happen, because it involved SCW... specifically, the next challenge on the twins' plate once Under Attack was swept under the rug after tonight.
A Wholesome Family Event, a special show where you could only watch or attend if you were 19 years of age or older, hosted on the sunny island paradise that embodied hedonism that was KABLAMia.
If that didn't scream prime business opportunity for the raunchiest, sexiest, most sinful and seductive adult circus in the world, then Lucian was willing to deep throat a pair of his own briefs... or at least claim that he would because he was that confident he wouldn't have to.
Lucian: It's a match made in fucking heaven, and the twins already have an in with a fellow lustful sinner so I'd be bloody stupid to let this opportunity slip through my fingers.
Lucian chuckled greedily to himself as he wiggled his fingers, even though he was the only one actually listening to his own words. Once he reached the Glimmer Sisters' trailer, it wasn't long before he was pounding on the door loud enough to wake the dead.
Lucian: Oi! Rise and shine mates! I need to have a word with you cunts before your SCW show tonight!
Lucian stepped back from the door, just in case Gia & Gina were grumpy enough at the potential rude awakening to want to try and hit him as soon as the door opened, and he wasn't on board with getting popped in the face today after the last time he'd wandered out here to talk with them. A few minutes passed and nothing, so Lucian was about ready to knock again when the trailer door suddenly opened. Who stepped out, however, wasn't either of the twins. Instead, it was a gorgeous blonde woman who had such a fat ass it might've even outsized both the twins, dressed in a pair of blue jeans that hugged it tightly and a white tanktop she was finishing pulling on over a lacy white bra.
Lucian: Well hello, beautiful.
Gina: Ignore the greased pig and just let him wish he had an ass like yours, babe.
Gia: Feel free to see us tonight after we add a trios contract to our little trophy case!
Lucian sneered as the woman just giggled and nodded to acknowledge him, but that's all he got before she sauntered away. His eyes started to follow that enormous cake as it jiggled and swayed, but it was hard to keep following that view once he realized the Glimmers were both standing in their trailer door, not a hint of clothing to be found and every inch of naked flesh on full display. Yeah, he'd seen it all before, but even he couldn't deny how incredible a sight it was.
Lucian: Ahem... good night, I take it?
Gia: Always a good night when you find a lady with an ass just as juicy as ours and knows how to use it.
Lucian: Where the bloody hell did you even find her at?
Gina: How about you just tell us why you're waking us up so damn early in the morning?
Gia: Seriously. We had a fun night and now we'd like to make sure we can have another fun night “defying fate” or whatever and embarrassing some losers who don't belong in the same ring as us.
Gina: Or James.
Gia: Or Enigma.
Lucian: Spoil a guy's fun, why don't you? Fine... I figured you could use the bloody wake-up call anyway to get those sexy asses of yours in gear, but I wanted to ask for your help with something before you got going, yeah?
Gina: Don't we help you with enough already?
Gia: Yeah, pretty sure the SCW cash flow we bring in is helping out a ton in covering the debt you put yourself in to a certain sleazebag we all wish would just fuck off and leave us alone.
Lucian: Yeah, yeah, I fucked up, this ain't breaking bloody news, you bitches. I feel bad enough about it every time I have to be in Antonio's presence to pay him for another month of getting to live and keep the show going, yeah?
Gia & Gina exchanged glances at the bitter tone in Lucian's voice, and as much as they loved pushing his buttons and reminding him that this whole mess was his fault in the first place, they could tell when they might've started going too far, and the joint sighs they let out made it clear they recognized this was probably one of those times.
Gia: What do you need Lucian?
Lucian: Alright, hear me out. After tonight, the next show you have is that bloody KABLAMia show, yeah?
Gina: Yeah, we get to embarrass the Shitigami Foundation one more time and prove once and for all that they're not getting the tag titles back from us, now or ever.
Gia: Except this time we're doing so at a hot little resort spot that actually celebrates people like us.
Gina: What about it?
Lucian: Well, since you'll probably see him hanging around getting some last minute promotion in for it tonight, any chance you could convince that Derek Adonis bloke to... I don't know, stop by and check out our circus, or put in a good word for me, or hook me up with a bloody meeting or something?
Gia: You want to bring Cirque du Sins to KABLAMia, don't you?
Lucian: Of bloody fucking course I do! Think about it: the hottest circus on this whole bloody planet, holding a special show at the biggest lustful paradise this side of the United States or wherever the fuck it's located at? Bloody hell, even if that don't bring in some extra moolah, I doubt Derek would turn down some sort of partnership that could help us both thrive. And, as a bloody good bonus, the whole circus could get to enjoy a proper vacation for once in a place where nobody here has to be ashamed of being the freaks we all love to fucking be!
Lucian's voice grew louder the more he got into his own pitch, almost like he was in the center ring happily dictating the sexy fun that awaited an eager crowd like he usually was. By the time he got to that last line, it seems like the idea had enough legs that some of the other performers who were up at about were listening in and couldn't help but cheer... probably mostly at the thought of a vacation where they didn't have to pretend to hide their kinky urges that brought them here to perform in the first place, but still.
Gia & Gina exchanged looks again, finding it harder and harder to really argue with the plan Lucian had just laid out.
Gina: Gotta say Lucy, that might be one of the smartest things I think I've ever heard you say.
Lucian: Ha ha.
Gia: Tell you what? Maybe, just this once, it won't kill us if you want to roll your lard-filled carcass over to the arena with us. I don't think it'll take much “convincing” to send Derek your way to talk business.
Lucian: Your usual bloody insults aside, that's all I'm asking for mates.
Gina: Who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky and this could be a neat little co-op moment so a certain bag of dicks can finally leave us alone.
???: What's this I'm hearing about a little co-op arrangement now?
Several of the performers who had started poking their heads out to listen in on Lucian's big idea and the twins' help in potentially making it happen immediately gasped and ducked out of sight at the familiar smooth accent that inspired dread throughout the circus grounds. Lucian looked about ready to piss himself, but the Glimmers just scowled as they saw the tall, impeccably-dressed form of Antonio saunter over to them.
He wasn't alone, though.
Gia's nails nearly dug grooves into the plastic countertop as she fought to stop herself from heaving. Now, don't get us wrong, the idea of someone playing the role of a sub to the point where they were literally being walked around nearly naked like a dog in public was kinky enough that the twins would probably think of ways to make the whole experience even kinkier to really draw some attention. But something about seeing Angel wearing a dog collar and a harness with Antonio walking him, only a red thong barely containing his goods and devoid of any of his usual drag queen aesthetic or makeup felt like they'd swallowed poison and it demanded to come back up in the worst possible way. Now, if Angel seemed into it, then they had no right to judge, but they could tell by the look on his face he was desperately trying to hide that how “into it” he appeared was an act and he desperately wanted to be away from Antonio.
Lucian: Antonio, hey! What, uh... what are you doing here so early mate?
Antonio: Oh, just figured I'd stop by to wish one of these tantalizing twins luck tonight with that little wrestling thing, maybe even see if there's any interest in some “backup” in case things go south with her partners for whatever reason. Emphasis on tantalizing because mm-mm-MMM you both are looking so very deliciosa right now.
Gina: Not happening.
Antonio: Dios mío, again with the stubborn attitude. Fine, it's your potentially death wish if those two “partners” of yours stop playing nice once all is said and done. Now, about this little business deal I thought I was hearing about...
Gia: None of your business.
Lucian: Uh heh heh... what she meant to say was-
Gina: Nah, my sister meant what she said.
Gia & Gina both stepped out of their trailer, not caring about their nude state as they stepped right up to Antonio. True, they needed to join hands and thread their fingers together to help ground their nerves, but opposing the towering crime lord didn't seem as scary this time. Maybe it was the fact that they knew Antonio wouldn't do anything risky in broad daylight, since there was still the chance of anybody randomly passing by the lot where Cirque du Sins had set up shop here in Minneapolis, but the fact that they were standing up to him at all had Lucian looking like he was on the verge of having a heart attack. Even Angel looked up at them, jaw on the floor at the proverbial balls they were showing instead of any reason why that would usually be the case if anyone else were in his position.
Though, if anybody else were in Angel's exact position right now, Gia & Gina would be just as worried about them.
Antonio, for his part, just cocked his head and grinned like this was the most amusing thing he'd seen in weeks.
Antonio: You little sluts should be careful about what kind of fights you go around picking. I can promise you chicas I'm nothing like any of those so-called men you work with.
Gia: Yeah, pretty sure they're at least man enough to get their own hands dirty.
Gina: If anything, you're no different than a bunch of the whiny bitches we have to put up with.
Gia: Crying and demanding respect because you think you deserve it, just because.
Antonio: Oh? And you both think you deserve respect?
Gina: Nah, but we're more than happy to take it anyway.
Gia: And considering we're standing out here butt naked, you know we've got nothing to hide.
The tension only seemed to grow thicker, and Lucian looked about ready to try and get between both sides and beg for Antonio's forgiveness, but the loan shark just burst out laughing like this was the funniest thing of all time.
Antonio: Whew... I have to say, you twins really know how to make a guy laugh. It's honestly adorable seeing you act so tough. I needed a good laugh today, so thank you for being the slutty clowns I needed to see. Go ahead and keep your secret business nonsense... I'll find out eventually. And soon, we'll all get to look back on moments like this and laugh while I...
Antonio proceeded to go off on a rather lewd tangent that's not worth mentioning and even the Glimmers began to tune him out rather quickly. Usually they were happy to engage in whatever depraved fantasies of lust and debauchery someone was willing to share with them, but Antonio had long since established that his greatest fantasy could be the most vanilla thing ever and they would be disgusted just because it was him.
At some point in his rambling, Antonio began to leave, jerking on the leash so Angel would follow behind him. He gave one last stunned glance at the Glimmers, the sexy circus sluts he was supposed to be replacing as the headliner, and instead of anything he expected to see, all he found in their gazes was concern for him and a determination to find a way to free him from whatever he'd gotten himself tied up in with Antonio. Truthfully, he didn't think they could pull it off, but seeing them actually stand up to the sick bastard even and live to tell the tale even if he acted like it was all just one big game?
Maybe there was a slim sliver of hope, he wanted to think.
Lucian: Well... you ladies-
Gina: We'll get you in touch with Derek about your proposition, Lucian.
Gia: Right now, we need to get ready, because as far as we're concerned? Those losers lusting after fate, those nobodies who think they have any hope in hell of relieving us of our gold?
Gina: We're going to be turning them into punching bags as a warm up for whatever we hope to do to Antonio someday.
Lucian started sputtering and tried to say something, but the twins didn't hear him as they stormed back into their trailer and, reluctantly, began putting clothes back up so they could warm up for Under Attack tonight. As far as they were concerned, taking the next step to showing their brilliant dominance over SCW wasn't just a game to embarrass everyone who claimed they cared so much about wrestling for their own amusement anymore.
In their own twisted little way? It was also their declaration of war against Antonio, and a warning that if they could conquer SCW on their wits and charm alone, then it was possible they could make his entire illicit empire fall as well.