Silver Creek glass jar

grayson grunted, a slimy smirk dripping across his features. she would be lucky to have him, honored, even. 

to harrison's request, because everything brought to the paws of grayson odolf required permission, grayson could not say he was surprised. oryx would be a top contender for the top dog as well. she was a dark beauty, but had potential. soft spoken, well mannered, and submissive. that was all a man needed in a woman. it seemed harrison himself had been keeping a close eye on them all. silently, grayson was surprised that diavah was not chosen -- she too was well bred. lacked self-confidence as well, something grayson found attractive. it was the victims, after all, that would need saving. that would devote their lives to their saviors. ie. grayson. 

"then she will be yours," grayson said with a flash in his cold, pearly gaze, "and we will rule the creek with them at our sides."