Page 89 of Bulls and Their Boy


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He wasn’t sorry a bit, even when he said it. “Sorry! But, man, your area is perfect for someone to hide. I have a perk.”

“What’s that? He won’t come in and kill us all?”

“I can’t promise that. He’s a little shit.”

I fell back against my chair and sighed hard. “I really fucking hate you.”

“Nah, you love me, ese. Anyway, the perk. I need security for him. Anyone that knows him, they…are busy.”

“You mean they won’t do it because he’s a pain in the ass?”

“Yes. Sorry. This time I mean it.”

“Fine,” I finally said. “I’m charging you so much for this.”

“That’s the perk. Great pay for the guy, great for the company, which is you.”

“I’ll need it. The promotional shit for the club is costing a fortune outside of what we’re paying to build the fucking thing. Fine, I’ll start looking. When can we expect him?”

“Two months. He’s in Mexico right now, getting his fuck on at this private club.”

“What kind of club?” I asked with my interest piqued.

“Your kind of club, only this one employs many, many sweet men to play with. It’s an underground dungeon, literally, underground. Very private, very well known in high circles, if you know what I mean. He likes it there, so you’re off the hook for a while until the High Master and High slave…don’t ask…get sick of him. The Master dude is a huge mother fucker like you. He may kill the dude, then we’re all off the hook.”

“No! I want that pay. Okay, I’ll start looking now for security for him. One enough?”

“If he’s mean and doesn’t get pushed around easily.”

“Got it. Okay, Javi, thanks.”

“Good. Talk soon, my brutha.”

I told Damon about it, and he laughed. I could have punched him. “We’re gonna have some mafioso around here. That’s not funny.”

“We’re in the trenches with some sketchy fuckers, Burke. We just had one of those sketchy fuckers find Harvey the hog chow.”

“We didn’t make him hog chow.”

“Not for Joel’s lack of trying,” he quipped. “It’ll be fine, and its good money. We’ll need it. I want to buy some more animals, besides what we agreed on, and before you yell?”

“Too late! We have so much going on right now!”

“Exactly. It’s a retreat. We already talked about getting a few more horses, if the guests want to ride, and we need more dogs than just Millie, and babe, the guests will love it. Gay men love animals. Especially ones they don’t pay the vet bills for.”

“I already said you could, and I won’t go back on my word, but baby, please, tone it down.”

“Okay, a couple more horses and maybe another dog, you know, for Millie to play with, some goats, three, maybe, and a cow or two.”

“I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”

The men that were building the fencing came that day and I had Damon walk the perimeter with them while I looked for security for the pain in the ass Javi was sending to me. One of the guys I hired for a millionaire a couple years earlier had sent me an email that the man was moving to France and the bodyguard didn’t want to move with him.

I got that a lot, men and women that didn’t want to move with the people they guarded. The guy was huge, menacing, and perfect. I’d met him in a leather club in the city, found out he was ex-military and a former cop. He took absolutely no shit from anyone, including the people he guarded. Being into the lifestyle, he wouldn’t freak out with the pain in the ass…his only name in my mind, doing things in front of him.

I wrote down his name and intended to make a call right then and there but thought better of it. If the pain in the ass liked it in Mexico, he might want to stay, close to that dungeon. I put the call on the bottom of my list and got busy with some other business for an hour.

After that, I walked to the barn, though I didn’t go inside. I was dying to see the mural, but also wanted to respect the artist’s wishes for it to be secret for now. I leaned on the wall by the open door and then heard something very interesting.

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