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“You got it,” Romeo said.
“I'm heading there now,” Wolf said.
“Don't worry, we'll be right behind you as soon as Bruiser and Goat are done,” Romeo said.
“Okay.” Wolf gave them all their club handshake, then he left the hospital with Demir following.
“Who are you down?” Demir asked.
Wolf turned to him after he climbed back onto his bike. “What?”
“You said you were down some Lords. Who?”
“Ahh, yeah. Fucking Ze and Tiger are still in Hawaii and won't be back for two more days. I'm sure they'd rush back tonight if I called them, but I don't like ruining a motherfucker's vacation if it's not necessary. I've got Raven and you, right?” Wolf asked.
Demir nodded. “Vito told me to back your play.”
“Damn, that's nice to hear. Would you have done so even if he didn't permit you?” Wolf asked him.
Demir smirked. “You're asking me if I'd choose to be a Lord over a Castiello?”
Wolf was silent for a few seconds as he studied his man, then he nodded. “Yeah, I guess I am.”
Demir walked up to Wolf, kissing him. “I'd choose to be your lover and support you. You have my heart Makade-Ma'iingan "Wolf" Sanders. I will never let anyone hurt you, nor will I let you fight alone.”
“Damn, baby. Fuck, I love you,” Wolf blurted out as he was caught in his feelings. His heart swelled along with the flesh between his legs. It was at that moment he realized he meant every word.
Demir's eyes widened and he smiled. “You love me?” he asked, his insides fluttered all around and he felt like he was sixteen all over again. In love for the very first time.
Wolf leaned in close, their lips only inches apart. “You're damn right I do. You're my fucking Property Of, baby. I'll never let any other man have you or harm you. And I'mgoingto put a ring on that finger.” He pointed to a particular finger on Demir's left hand. “And on this cock.” He reached down, grabbed Demir's hard-on, and gave it a nice squeeze, making the lust rise inside of Demir.
“Mmmm,” Demir moaned, then leaned forward, kissing Wolf. “You better,” he said when he pulled back.
“Ain't no way I won't, Fox,” Wolf promised. He reached around Demir and slapped his ass. “This sweet thang right here will get my dick after we settle shit with these fucking punks.”
“I would hope so. I don't like having my orgasm denied,” Demir said.
“Shit, who does?” Wolf laughed. He wanted to bust a nut too. “Let's go.”
"Wait, you called me 'fox'," Demir asked with a smile.
Wolf nodded. "Yeah, I decided that should be your road name because you're one sly ass fucker. It's perfect for you, don't you think?"
Demir thought about it. The nickname was very much like his code name, and yes, he liked it. "I do. Wolf and Fox."
Wolf smiled. "I knew you would. Catch you back at the clubhouse, baby."
"All right." Demir gave him another passionate kiss once more before walking back to his car.
Chapter fourteen
Monty
Monty pulled up infront of his modern mansion with its vast floor-to-ceiling windows, concrete and marble structure. His landscaped lawn was adorned with beautiful flowers and sculpted bushes. There was even a fountain in front of the home the driveway surrounded. He climbed out and watched as the car Ren was in parked behind him. The door opened and Ren climbed out with his security detail following. The driver then walked to the trunk, opened it, and pulled out four of Ren's suitcases.
Monty looked at the suitcases and sighed. It would seem the little brat had prepared to move in from the very beginning. He walked off to the front door and typed his passcode into the number pad. The indicator light turned green, and the door's lock disengaged. Monty entered his spacious and luxurious home and sighed as he felt some sense of relief knowing he didn't have to sell it. Ren entered, followed by two of his bodyguards that Montgomery knew would be living with him from now on. Thank goodness his home had extra bedrooms normally reserved for guests. But not anymore.
Ren looked around, running his fingers over the soft, comfortable leather sofa and chairs. He then made his way into the dining room with seating for eight. Next, he went into the large kitchen, enjoying the open concept. He imagined Monty cooking while he masturbated on the sofa as he watched.
