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Monty nodded. “Freedom is what you deserve. You shouldn't have been in here in the first place, at least not this long. It was a first-time offense, minor drug charges.”
“Yeah, I know. The only thing that makes me a little sad that I'm leaving is that I'll be leaving Dragon sooner,” Richie said.
“I'm sure he'll be happy for you, though, right?”
Richie nodded. “Oh yeah, he doesn't want me in prison, but while I'm here, we can be together.”
“And you'll be waiting for him when he's out.”
“Oh, hell yeah, I'm not going anywhere. I'll also visit him until he's free. Twice a month.” Richie sat there buzzing with excitement at the fact he’d be a free man in a matter of weeks. That was truly the best news he'd had in a long time. “Man, I don't know how to thank you, Monty.”
Montgomery leaned over and patted his shoulder. “You don't have to thank me. Just hang in there until you're free, then we can go out and celebrate like two best mates should.”
“It's a date, for sure,” Richie said.
The two men talked more until it was time to go. After their hug, they parted, and Monty climbed into his everyday car, which was an Audi A5 45 S line Cabriolet. He'd never drive his Bugatti or Lambo to the prison. He turned up the tunes, anything to drown out the troubles plaguing him. He wanted to fuck on this night and he knew the sub that he wanted to do a scene with. And it for damn sure wasn't that brat, Ren.
Chapter two
Ren Mujin
“Iwon't be long,”Ren Mujin told his bodyguard, Sakura, as he climbed out the back of the black Bentley Flying Spur Mulliner. His Chinese accent wasn't very thick as he'd moved to America when he was a kid with his parents. Greenwich, Connecticut, to be exact.
“Sir, you know that I have strict orders from your father to never leave your side. If anything happens to you and we're stuck out here, your father will not approve,” Sakura Ishii stated as he climbed out of the passenger seat and adjusted his suit. He'd left his gun and knives in the car, as it was illegal to bring any weapons inside the Scarlet Letter. No matter, he was a weapon, trained by the best in hand-to-hand combat.
“Nothing will happen to me. You can't have any violence in this place. I'll be fine,” Ren argued with a frown. “I've been taking care of myself for the past year before you joined my security team. I don't need all of this...” He paused to motion with agitation to Sakura. “Extra.”
The moment the Castiello family and the Lords ran the Mancinis out of Chicago and took over the drug trade for theentire south side, his father raised the security across the board. That meant he wasn't allowed to go anywhere without a shadow and it annoyed him to no end.
Ren turned to strut off when his bodyguard grabbed his arm, stopping him. “Let me go!”
“As always, I will accompany you,” Sakura said.
Ren snatched his arm away with a sneer. “You cramp my style.”
Sakura cocked his eyebrow as if to say that he didn't care if he cramped Ren's style. He refused to be punished by Ren's parents for not doing his job. “Too bad.”
Ren huffed and crossed his arms over his slender, black, fishnet-covered chest. “I don't need you in there scaring people away.”
Sakura scoffed. “And here I was under the impression that you were patronizing this place because you were looking for a real man.”
Ren smacked his lips. “What's that supposed to mean?”
“If my presence scares them, then they aren't worthy to begin with.” Sakura looked off toward the other members of his team and nodded. Those guards took positions by the vehicles. He turned back to Ren. “Don't worry, I'll stay far enough away from you so you can have your privacy.”
“My illusion of privacy. What if I get lucky? You're going to watch me fuck?” Ren asked in his cheeky, bold manner.
Sakura released a deep breath before answering. “I know how to avert my gaze, Sir.”
Ren huffed and pouted, because he didn't like that his father had insisted on his bodyguard never leaving his side. He'd been embarrassed the last time he'd gone to Scarlet Letter when the Dom he'd been chasing for a month rejected him. Before that, he'd been rejected without anyone knowing it. But now he hadeyes on him and he didn't like it. He also didn't like being told no. Not one. Fucking. Bit.
Just who in the hell did Master Ellis think he was? Ren frowned at everything that was infuriating him at the moment. His bodyguard staring him down and practically daring him to refuse made him want to scream in defiance. Then there was the fact that he hoped Master Ellis was there so he could make his move again, but feared being turned down. This time, he wouldn't accept no for an answer. His father was a powerful man and Ren, like his dad, was used to getting his way.
Ren rolled his pretty, brown eyes. “Fine, but keep your distance.”
Sakura nodded and Ren turned sharply before walking off toward the famous shiny red door with the Letters “S and L” engraved in the metal. The two bodyguards standing outside eyed him as he approached. Like the last time, he showed them his membership button and Sakura did the same. The guards nodded and let them inside.
The location was fancy with chandeliers hanging from high ceilings, and stained-glass windows with artistic designs. Polished dark wood floors that reflected the overhead lights. Black and red leather seating in the lounge where several members were relaxing and chatting.
