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“Then the dungeon.” Nathan tugs harshly on the two leashes. “Keep up. I’ve got places to be, slaves.”
He purposely walks a little too fast, making them scramble to keep up. The men jump into action behind him as they follow their orders to lock the place down. Benny is already gone. In about a minute, he’ll lay eyes on Maison and recognize him. Then the whole compound will explode.
Nathan walks even faster, this time not as a show, but as a desperate man trying to get two boys to safety before shit hits the fan.
He brings them both to his room, not bothering to drop Casey off. He closes the door behind them all just long enough to look at Carter and say, “Be good. I’ll come back.”
“Be safe,” Carter whispers.
Casey is already helping remove Carter’s collar, his own abandoned on the floor.
Nathan gives Carter a tight smile. “I’ll do my best.”
By the time Nathan makes it to the dungeon, word has spread. Benny isn’t there with Maison yet, but as many of Nathan’s men that can fit into the large area are crammed in, many others lingering in the hall in anticipation. There are guys Nathan has never even seen before - guys who work for him but aren’t privileged enough to be inside the mansion or attend events. The background guys. Trusted security, but not much else.
It takes everything in Nathan not to kick them all out. He will - this is just too many fucking people - but he’ll wait until they all get to enjoy Maison’s walk of shame.
“You think he was coming for Carter?” Chris asks when Nathan sidles up beside him.
“Probably.” Nathan rubs at his jaw, trying to look contemplative. “I’m just not sure why he was alone.”
“I mean, if his team was ever willing to help him rescue the kid, they would’ve before now. Maybe he finally gave up on them and decided to try on his own.”
Nathan smirks. “If that’s the case, he’s a fucking idiot.”
“Especially considering his baby brother has been turned into a complete whore while here.” The man laughs sadistically. There’s a cocky pride to the laugh too, like he had anything to do with Carter’s transformation.
Nathan ignores the annoyance that flashes in his chest, knowing there are more important things to worry about right now. “Maybe I’ll give Maison a show so he can see that for himself,” he says instead.
Chris doesn’t get the chance to answer because the volume of the crowd in the hallway begins to grow.
It’s not long after that Nathan can make out what’s being shouted.
“Fucker!”
“Look what we’ve caught!”
“All alone?”
“Fucking idiot!”
“Here for Carter, big brother?”“Looks like we’ve found our next whore!”
“You’ll look real pretty with a cock in your ass, Beckett!”
“We know your brother sure does!”
The shouting is joined with cruel laughter and the distinct sound of people spitting. At some point, a loud grunt makes its way through the din. Nathan knows immediately it’s Maison in pain. He shoves his hands in his pockets and acts calm but amused.
The crowd at the door parts, making room.
Then Maison is being led into the dungeon, Benny walking behind him, Rogers and Matthews dragging him by the arms. He’s naked already. Spit is dripping down his body in at least a dozen spots. Blood is dripping down his face from a gash on his forehead. His legs are scraped and bruised, his feet not doing much to keep him standing or walking.
Maison lifts his head like it’s impossibly heavy, one eye swelling shut. His lips twist into an angry snarl when his gaze locks with Nathan’s. “You fucker!”
Nathan grins wide. “Yes. I am a fucker. A fucker of your baby brother, most days.”
With a roar, Maison lunges for him.
