Page 96 of Our Blood, Our Pain

“Sure.”

“Good, now let’s go before the brothers start throwing a fit.”

As we enter the main house, everyone is congregated in the large kitchen. I spy Ivan over near the door and slip away from Jules to have a chat with him.

“Hey Ivan, can I ask for a favor?”

“What is it?”

“I know you have a tattoo gun, Jules mentioned it.”

“Ahh did he tell you what I did to your friends with it?”

Yes he did, and I still feel queasy from it. But I rode his dick like a cowboy at the lengths he went to for me. I’m getting distracted.

“Yeah but that’s not why I’m asking. You can do tattoos for real, right?”

“Yep. Why, you want a piece?”

“I do and I want it to be a surprise, can you do it later?”

“That should be okay, meet me at the club office tonight and I’ll do it.”

“Thanks Ivan.”

The buzzer to the gate alerts us to the architect’s arrival, and I follow Dima and Lev out into the hallway with Ivan, while the others remain in the kitchen. I open the large front door to witness a tall, lithe, gorgeous man in a suit walk up towards us with a large satchel over his right shoulder and carrying what appears to be blueprints with his hands. His hair is styled like a model, brown and thick. He looks like he’s in a commercial or something, the guy is hot as fuck.

“Holy shit, is this the architect?” Ivan says from behind me.

”Put your dick away, Ivan. I don’t want the drama,” Dima says.

“Sorry, can’t help you there. He’s fucking hot. I can’t wait for him to be working under me,” Ivan says, his voice low and growly. Uh-oh, poor guy.

“I bet he’s straight,” Lev says as the guy gets closer.

“That’s even hotter. Love a good challenge,” Ivan says, even more determined.

The guy walks up to us on the doorstep and introduces himself.

“Hi. I’m here to see Dima Kozlov? I’m Tyler Blackford, Senior Architect from Lexington.”

“I’m Dima, and it’s nice to meet you,” Dima says, and shakes Tyler’s hand.

“Tyler. That’s a great name,” Ivan says as he strides forward, towering over the guy with his hand out for Tyler to shake.

“I’m Ivan. Can’t wait to be working with you,” he says, and keeps Tyler’s hand in his as he shakes it. Tyler’s eyes widen as he takes in how huge Ivan is and gives him a small smile. He looks petrified.

“Come on, Tyler. Let’s go to my office so we can start,” Dima says.

“Sounds good,” Tyler says, following Dima and Lev to the office. He looks over his shoulder where Ivan’s eyes are laser focused on his ass, and walks faster out of sight.

“You’ve freaked him out,” I say to Ivan, who grins at me like the cat that got the cream.

“Oh I plan to do a lot worse,” Ivan says, winking at me before following the guys down to the office. He wasn’t invited to the meeting, but it appears Ivan just does what he wants. That Tyler guy won’t know what hit him. Let’s hope he’s married with a family so that Ivan will leave him alone.

“What are you smiling about?” Jules says as he comes up behind me, placing his hands around my waist and sucking on the back of my neck, causing a small moan to leave my lips.

“Ivan, he’s set his sights on the architect.”

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