Impress Me Not: Neon Underground
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"So, you're matching him up with someone who's going to punish him?" Justin asked, walking with them as they traveled down the long hallways. "Isn't that a little ridiculous?"
"Not if he likes it," Will smirked. He wasn't an expert at this stuff, but that didn't matter. All that mattered was they had a potential to give their client one more chance, and Will had a feeling it was going to take a little more force than their usual cases.
This called for drastic measures.
**
He wanted to get revenge on his cousin. That was all. There was no emotion behind it other than his own wish to keep this man from going near Anton again. Usually, his methods worked, too. It would scare off even the most imbecilic men, making them too afraid to even go near him. Melvin wished he could have done that with so many more people. But this one? This one was personal.
And, of course, he would have all the luck in finding the one man who just discovered what a kink was.
Now he has a regular at his night club that only has eyes for him, and many questions. It can't be all that bad, though. He had dealt with this kind before.
Hell, he might even have fun with it.
Let the torture begin.
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