DNA Valkyrie - Vol. 5 - Chapter 31: Joss VS Richard (Happy Valentine's Day)

Happy Valentine's Day!

Unfortunately, today's story is not Valentine's Day-themed, but it is strangely leaning in that direction in the story's context if you pay attention... I'm personally excited to see where this goes...

Chapter 31: Joss VS Richard

It all started with Madame Widdowfield sitting at the bar at Richard’s place. 

There was smoke floating a little everywhere within the charming establishment considering all these people who were actively smoking indoors. This was not exactly something that Cynthia enjoyed. She had never smoked in her entire life and she never was going to do such a thing, so naturally, she didn’t support the fact that so many people were smoking indoors. Still, she couldn’t deny the fact that it sure helped give the place a romantic, sexy, and steamy ambiance. 

Cynthia was looking mighty glamorous and hot as she could be seen wearing a new outfit while sensually sitting at the bar with her beautiful and thick legs crossed together. Her new outfit in question was something that was entirely black and stood out for how unique it was. She wore a black blouse with a generous cleavage window on the front. She had an ultra-mini skirt on, which showed her curves and most of her ass. She wore a pair of fishnet stockings, sexy high-heels, and, of course, a fedora hat on the top of her head, but one that was black to match the rest of her dark outfit. So, not her usual one. 

Footsteps came her way as she was trying to relax by drinking her drink at the bar… 

Richard came to her…  

“I’m surprised to see you here…” Richard said to her as he engaged her at the bar. 

“Richard.” 

“So, you dare show your face in my domain after your recent betrayal, um?” 

“I’ve never betrayed you,” she said with a confident tone in her voice. Her mind couldn’t be changed. “You betrayed yourself,” Cynthia corrected him. This didn’t prevent him from coming to sit with her at the bar.     

“Care to elaborate a little for me?” he asked her.

“Sure, but first…” Widdowfield raised her right arm in the air and she gave the signal to her squad—the first person who entered the club was no other than Amber! She was back and she had no trouble showing her face here after everything that happened and after Richard had turned her into his murderous tool. Amber stood proud as she walked up to Richard, ready to confront him. 

“Look at that—the other traitor—how fitting. The two of them reunited,” Richard commented, looking smug and nonchalant, as always. 

“It’s over, Dick,” Amber let him know. 

The rest of the squad then stormed the erotic establishment… Quentin, Nene, Slice, and then even Trix stepped inside… 

Everyone was here and it wasn’t often that Trix would deploy herself to go on missions, but today, she was without a doubt deployed. The earth shook when she approached and stepped into the club. Trix was a tyrannosaurus woman. That was worth pointing out and the earth shaking beneath her feet made a lot of sense.  

“What is this?” Richard asked what was the meaning of all of this. 

“You are under arrest, Dick,” Cynthia announced to him.

“Under arrest? What’s the charge exactly? Care to tell me?” he asked her.

“For murder!” Trix stepped closer to him and showed him a sheet of paper indicating to him exactly what it was being charged with and yes as she just said it was.

Then, as soon as made aware of what it was charged with, Widdowfield quickly went into his back, physically pushed him against the bar and pulled both of his arms, so she could cuff the guy, which was about to happen in the next few seconds… 

Clip! 

Clip! 

He was cuffed!    

This was the end of it and now he couldn’t go anywhere. Richard was going to spend the night in jail and right before he could be escorted out of the premises, Joss, the frog-dinosaur-guy showed up at his place, which used to be his old club. The two of them crossed paths as he was escorted out of there. They made eye contact and that look they gave each other was more powerful than anything they could have said in that moment… 

But Richard did ultimately say one thing to him right before he was pushed out of the club…

“So, you’re back to reclaim your old kingdom, huh?” Richard asked him with a suave tone in his voice, much like was always the case, but there was something more poignant and strong about the way he spoke at that moment. 

“It feels that way, ain’t it?” Joss told him, not sure what else to say to him, it seemed. 

“Come on—out!” Cynthia insisted on Dick being removed from these premises as soon as possible and it was ultimately done. 

“Okay… Okay…” 

“You’re alright?” Cynthia went back to Joss to ask him if everything was okay with him.     

The last thing he probably expected at this point was for someone like her to come to comfort him…     

The reason why she did it was because she still believed in him. She had not believed in him for so long and for good reasons since he was such a horrible monster, but that didn’t mean that he had to stay one for the rest of time… 

“I’m fine… Don’t worry about me…” He told her, shrugging and licking his lips. 

“Are you sure? What just happened may be a lot and you might feel a little on edge,” she theorized.

“On edge you say? I feel fucking on edge right now,” she was right about her theory. 

“Um… Then… I know just one way to deal with that sort of problem…” she told him.

“Which is?” the overt perverted side of the frog dinosaur guy shun bright as soon as she made this declaration. 

“I’ve gotta let you fuck the hell out of me,” then, the true declaration came right out of her mouth. 

Joss’s eyes widened.

He looked like he didn’t believe what she just said to him. 

He was caught off-guard. He probably thought that she was pulling a prank on him or something… 

… But this was not the case, at all… 

She was serious about this.