Page 48 of My Hunger, Your Soul

“Maybe bring Aaron, that should help his brother settle.”

“Fuck off, Ivan.”

“What? I’m serious. I need someone on my side.”

“Ivan, you are the least likely to need anyone to help you with anything. Now, go meet Jules at the docks. You’ve got a collection with Carlos to deal with.”

“That's news to me. You should’ve sent Simon.”

“Well Simon ain’t here and you are, so go. Why is everyone questioning me today?” Dima complains, rubbing his hand over his face.

“Bad leadership,” Lev says and Dima points his finger at him.

“You shut your mouth.”

“Make me…boss,” Lev says and a slight grin appears on his face which is a rare fucking appearance. I decide to leave them to it as these brotherly barbs can go on for a while.

About half an hour later, I arrive at the freezing docks. Where the fuck is spring?

“I’ve been waiting an hour for you,” Jules says as I pull up next to his car.

“People need to stop complaining about my lateness. Its fucking Dima’s fault, he only tells me at the last second. I swear he has a memory problem.”

“Ha. Come on, Carlos is waiting and he seems agitated today.”

“Isn’t every fucking body? Simon is acting like he has a rod up his ass today.”

“They need to just fuck so we can have some peace,” Jules says and I turn to him.

“You noticed it too?”

“Kinda hard not to. I’ve never seen such a hate/love situation.”

We reach the shitty office that's as cold as it is outside. Carlos really is a vision in his long black woolen coat. He looks so out of place here. He would be more at home on a Prada runway.

“Ivan, I wasn't expecting you,” Carlos says when he looks up from the desk when we enter.

“I feel so loved. Simon is out on a job if that's what you’re asking,” I say as I cross my arms across my thick jacket, hoping it will warm me up.

“I wasn’t.”

“Yeah well, I think he'd rather be here than picking up a college girl.” I know I’m an asshole but I can’t help stirring the pot. Carlos’ face is priceless. Murderous. So sexy. He clenches his fists that are placed on the desk and looks down at his hands. Simon is in for a world of pain. They’re both so fucking jealous its comical.

“I’m sure he’ll succeed in his task,” Carlos says.

“No shit, the guy has a revolving door of women,” I say, and Jules nudges my arm.

“Are we going to do business, gentlemen?” Carlos asks, staring daggers at me and I smile my fakest smile as he tries to change the subject. But I allow it.

“Let's do it,” Jules says as he takes a seat, and I stand behind him as they go through the paperwork. I wonder if Ty is in his office? I know for sure he will be struggling to sit today as I pounded that sweet hole so good last night. Speaking of Tyler, my phone buzzes and I check it while Jules and Carlos chat.

Ty

That guy is here outside of my building. What should I do?

Ivan

Take a picture if you can and send it to me. I’m on my way. Stay in your office until I get there.

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