“I had lunch with her this morning,” I say casually. “Lovely woman. Kind eyes. A little lonely, maybe.”
His jaw tightens. “She told me she had a foundation meeting.”
“She did. Just not the kind she thought.”
I lift my phone again, switch to the tracking app, and tap the blinking blue dot pulsing on the map.
“She’s home now,” I say quietly. “Thanks to the tracker I had planted in her purse.”
“Jesus,” he whispers.
“No, Bill.Lucian.”
He flinches.
I lean in slightly, voice dipping. “You sold me out. Took Lorenzo’s money. Looked the other way while my businesses were targeted. And now you’re wondering if you backed the right man.”
“I didn’t have a choice,” he says, grinding the words through clenched teeth. “He threatened me.”
“And what do you thinkI’mdoing?”
I move to his side of the booth, sliding in next to him, close enough that he can smell the leather of my gloves, the cold press of my calm.
“If you fuck up around Lorenzo,” I say, “he’ll put a bullet in your head and be done with it.”
Bill swallows hard.
“Butme?” I chuckle, low and dark. “Bill, when a man breaks his word tome… I get creative.”
He turns toward me, fear in his eyes.
And I twist the knife.
“Does your wife know,” I ask, “that you pay my escorts obscene amounts of money to call you their baby boy while you sit in a diaper twice a month?”
His face goes pale.
“That you shit yourself so they can change you? Feed you a bottle, stroke your wrinkled cock while you cry like a six-month-old?”
“Lucian—”
“That you suck your own cum off their fingers and pretend it’s breast milk?”
His throat works. A choke. A stifled sob. His eyes dart toward the empty restaurant, realizing for the first time that it’s just the two of us.
No servers. No other guests.
I nod slowly. “It’s been cleared out. Just you and me now, Bill. And I’m not done.”
“Please…”
“But I don’t thinkthat’swhat she’d find most disturbing.” I smile. “No. I think it’s thehorseone.”
His mouth opens, soundless.
“The one where you wear the mask. Gallop around on all fours. Take cock from my men in every hole while a Companion in cowgirl lingerie spanks your flabby ass with a riding crop.”
He’s shaking now. Visibly. I can feel the heat of his humiliation rolling off his skin.