Page 50 of My Hunger, Your Soul

The boys start shouting, causing a scene as they run past him, jump up and yank the hood back. The guy tries to fight them off, but they have caught him by surprise so he can't stop them from pulling the hood back before running off. Blond hair is the first thing I see, then his profile, and I freeze, taking a picture. He then quickly turns, looking around, and that’s when I know who this fucker is. I knew this guy was off. Kane. The new crew member. Why the fuck is he following Tyler? I manage to get another quick picture before Kane hurries off in the other direction.

“Was that who I think it was?” Jules says.

“Yep, that new crew member we met with. I told you I didn't like him.”

“Shit. We need to tell Dima and Lev.”

“You call them and I’ll meet you back at the house, I need to go and check on Tyler.”

“Okay. Don’t take too long,” he says before walking off down the street, phone to his ear.

That motherfucker.

I go inside Tyler’s building and head up to his office. I walk down his corridor like I own the place until I reach his open door. I don’t announce myself. I just walk in and close the door, causing Tyler to look up from his desk.

“Ivan…what's going on?” he says as he stands and moves around the desk, meeting me in the middle of the room.

“We got it sorted. I know who he is and he’ll be dealt with.”

“Who is he?”

“Do you really wanna know?”

Tyler takes a moment to think over the question, before responding.

“Are you going to hurt him?”

Innocent boy. I tilt my head to the side, conveying that he already knows the answer to that question and that he’s stupid for asking.

“Dumb question,” he mutters.

“Yeah. But you’re human,” I say as I grab the back of his head, messing up his perfectly manicured hair.

“Does that mean you’re not human?”

“It means I don't care about the same things you do. And that's fine. I told you before. Live your life and I’ll deal with the rest.”

Tyler surprises the shit out of me and puts his arms around my neck, snuggling his face into my shoulder. For a brief moment, I’m not sure what to do. I’ve never in my life been held like this. I think I like it.

“You can wrap your arms around me too,” he says gently in my ear, and I move my arms around his torso and pull him closer. A soft sigh leaves his body as he hands himself over to me. I’ve finally achieved it. I own his soul.

“What time does your brother get in tonight?” I ask, letting my hands glide down to his ass. I can’t resist a touch.

“Their flight is scheduled to land around seven thirty.”

“Bring them over to the bar as soon as they’re settled into the hotel. Text me when you’re leaving.”

“Okay. Are you going back to the house now?”

“After I’ve made you cum,” I say as I walk Tyler backwards, over to his desk.

“No. We can’t, not here. What if somebody comes in?”

“So? You need to remember who you're with, sweetheart. I can do what the fuck I want, which means you can too.”

“Ivan…”

“Lower your pants and bend over the desk, Ty. Now.”

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