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I tapped my fingers slowly on the arm of a leather chair i was seating on. The owner of this chair must had a good taste, because i had one in my study too. It was designed by an Irish designer, Eileen Gray. Can't wait to meet the chair's owner. I can't believed i was back to this side of city. It's been two months since the last time i visited Bronx. My brain replayed a memory of the beautiful green eyes i met two months ago. I smiled to my self, how stupid i can be remembered those silly moments.

A blonde in her mid twenties came in, and put a coffee on the desk in front of me. I didn't miss how she intentionally showed her cleavage when she bent  and I catch her batted her eyelashes toward me. She clearly didn't know who i was and why i was here. I kept my face stern and clenched my jaw. I don't need this right now, i wasn't here to watch a brat blonde whoring in front of me. As if sensed my distasted, Costner ushered her out of the room. I heard a loud thud, and the door flew open. A man in his sixties approached me. Stunned by my sudden presence in his house.

Finally, met an old friend Charles Pearce. He loaned me two millions, it was nothing for me. I earned two millions everyday. But he was my favorite guy, i admired his spirit to fix his empire when he loaned the money. So i chose to pay him a visit myself.

"I will get your money back, give me time."

Same old same old. I've heard that sentence for my whole life. Why do they say that when they knew they can't and never will got my money back.

"Why do you sound like you have a choice, Charles ?" He shivered from my words.

"Please, Mr.Black. Give me two days. Just two days."

My ears catch some buzzes and whispers behind the door, i gave Costner a look. He quickly opened the door. Two women stumbled and hit the floor. One of them was the whoring blonde girl, and the other one i assumed to be Charles's wife. Their sorry proved their eavesdropping. I can't believed he lived with these two morons. I focused back to Charles who was now scrutinized from my gaze.

"What the hell is going on, Charles ? Who are these men ?" His wife asked.

"He is the one who loaned me high amount of money ." He answered with his face looked down.

"What ? Is he ? Oh my god, he is !" She broke down screamed and cried.

I flinched with the sound of her screaming. I should get this done quick and get the hell out of here. He will never got my money back. Should i finish him? Then it clicked to me. My eyes fell on the blonde. She'll made a high price. I will sent her to one of my cartel. And sold her to the highest bidder.

"If tomorrow i don't have my money, i will take your daughter with me instead." She gasped and started to cry.

I walked out of the room, and reached for the front door. Soon i stepped on a beautiful garden. Well at least those two morons knew how to plant flowers and made a beautiful garden. Costner opened the car door for me, and i sat on the back. Then he sat on the front seat and told the driver to drive. My other four men followed in another car behind me.

"Tell your men to gather my money from Pearce tomorrow if he had it, or his daughter if hadn't." I ordered Costner.

"Yes, Sir"

Costner was my second in command. My trusted employee. I had two very incredible assistants. Andrea and Costner. While Andrea took care of my company and business. Costner took care of the illegal ones. The cartels, trafficking, guns seller. I payed them well, Because i needed these two whip-smartasses to run them all.

We landed on my mansion in South Hamptons. We used the helicopter from Bronx to here. As soon as i stepped on the ground, my proud boys ran toward me. Sam was a two years old doberman, while Dexter was an eight months shepherd. Yes, he was still a puppy but his body bigger than his brother. I walked to the house with my boys each at my side, i was a proud father. All of the staffs kept their head down when i entered my house. Even my accomplices, wether he was a henchman or just a pawn, they were all bowed to me.

I swam until my muscle hurt. I couldn't remembered how long i've been swimming. All i knew was Sam and Dexter were here with a towel and a bottle of water. I tried to recall when was the time i trained them to be a babysitter, but the memory never came up. I chuckled and patted their head for their loyalty. I had a shower and went to my study. I always worked through the night, i slept less. Someone knocked at the door when i was smoking and i looked up.

There was Caroline smiled seductively. She was my sex toy. She knew what she was dealing with. Good. Because i won't took anything but sex. She came to my desk, and sat on it. Spread her legs, and showed me that she wasn't wearing panties. I kept my gaze passive, motioned her continue her stun. She took my pen, and grazed it on her clit.

"That's my favorite pen."

"I know, that's why i use it." She replied with a husky voice.

She played her entrance with my pen, then shoved the pen into her. She moaned, and thrusted deeper. Her moan was getting louder, and her pace was faster and deeper. I knew she was getting close as her knees started to unite.

"Wide." I said, she open her legs wider so i can looked at her wet folds.

She screamed as she came. Then i took the pen from her.

"Open your mouth." I ordered, and she obeyed.

I shoved the pen into her mouth. "Suck it." She did it with a moan. I set her feet on the ground.

"You already took your pleasure, now it's my turn." I said to her, she gasped with a blush on her face. I threw the pen in the trash can and took her out of my study to only god knows where.

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