Page 111 of Sweet Dominion

“Still, no phone call. Not an email. When I was told about this, I bought a new phone.” Dimitri let go of his woman’s hand, dug into his jacket and pulled out a shiny phone in a yellow case. “I thought to myself, ‘Surely, the problem must be onmyside. I need a new phone. It is not getting the East’s calls.’”

The two crows crept closer. They must have been used to humans because they showed no sign of flying away.

Meanwhile, the little cat spied the crows and left the comfort of Dimitri’s foot, shifting into predatory mode.

Lei sighed. “This moment was more supposed to be a welcome to Moni’s sisters, but Banks decided to turn this into a bigger event. As you know I am busy—”

“I understand that all too well, which is why I took Banks invitation to save you the duty of calling me to come—”

“And about that. . .invitation.” Lei scowled. “I know he didn’t grab you to try the fucking hot dogs. He pulled you in for something else. So let me be clear with you right now. If you all expect to deal with Diamond Syndicate businesstoday, then now we must return to the rules of the East which allows me to bring out my guns and deal with you appropriately.”

Guns? What the fuck?

Dimitri nodded and returned to holding his guest’s hand. “Rules are important.”

“They are.”

“Laws too.”

Lei quirked his brows again. “Laws?”

“Banks would like us to discuss a particular Diamond Syndicate law today.” Dimitri raised his hand and men that I hadn’t noticed was near came from behind him.

O-kay. What is happening right now?

They were all dressed in yellow suits. Two carried a huge table. Four men each held a chair.

Dimitri leaned his head to the side. “Where should they set up in the garden so we can have a very quick discussion?”

Lei unfolded his arms from his chest. “I think the first place to put that table is deep within Banks’s ass.”

The men holding the table exchanged nervous glances, clearly unsure of how to further proceed.

Dima widened his eyes. “That would be uncomfortable and probably impossible.”

“Oh I could make it fit.”

“But how?” Dimitri shook his head. “Anatomically speaking, it would indeed be impossible to insert a table into someone’s buttocks. For one, the human body, while remarkably flexible, has certain limitations.”

Banks returned and I frowned at him.

Why are you starting shit today?

As if Banks heard me, he simply shrugged.

And, Dima continued, “The average rectum can only expand to accommodate objects up to a certain size without causing significant harm or injury.”

"That’s the point, Dima.” Lei put his view on Banks. “I would very much like to cause significant injury.”

It was my turn to clear my throat.

Lei directed his view to me.

I mouthed the words, ‘You promised.’

Lei gritted his teeth.

And Dima continued, “No. The table can’t go there. It would do more than cause injury. The internal walls of the rectum are sensitive and not designed to handle the sharp corners or the weight of furniture.”

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