Da Han sighed. "We're all adults, and we each know what we want. I have adult children who are living their own lives. I live my life one day at a time because I could die at any time. So why waste time bullshitting? I want you, Mèng Yáo wants you, and you want us." He shook his head. "This doesn't need to be difficult."
"Exactly," Mèng Yáo chimed in. "You live with us. Of course, you have your own room, but you can also share ours. There is but one rule you must never break."
"Oh? So you do have another rule, not just the 'no cumming inside wife' one," Jun De said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Watch your mouth," Da Han half-joked, half-warned.
Jun De said with a smirk. "What is it?"
"You're a part of us now," Da Han said. "Meaning you can't be with anyone else. You're our boyfriend, our lover. If you can't accept that, now is the time to walk away. We'll allow it."
"But if you don't, you better not betray us," Mèng Yáo added.
Jun De looked at the two people he'd just had some of the best sex of his life with. They were older than him nearly by half. They were wiser than him, and because of those things, he found them irresistible. Yes, he wanted them. He wanted this. He'd been fucking Da Han since their first time, and the man may have been fifty-five years old, but his stamina seemed to know no bounds. He could barely keep up. Now, he could have both of them. Fuck yeah.
"I want this, and I swear I will not betray you," Jun De agreed.
"Good." Da Han smiled.
"Let's get dressed and out of here. I need to take a shower," Mèng Yáo said.
"We all do," Da Han said. He smiled as he helped his wife to her feet while Jun De managed on his own. This little trio was heading in the right direction as far as he was concerned. Now, all they had to do was eliminate the Lords and Castiellos, and he could have peace.
Chapter fourteen
Enzo
"Imustsay,youdowork fast," Enzo said as he looked at the file and photos that Mr. Julian Andrews had given to him.
"That's why you pay me what I'm worth," Julian said in his thick Sicilian accent. The man looked like he had stepped off the pages of a fashion magazine—tall, dark, and handsome incarnate with a part in his slicked-back hair. The goatee highlighted his full lips and chiseled jawline, while his brown eyes captivated. It was that combination of sexy and debonairthat got him into trouble, particularly with Vincenzo's little sister, Bianca. "So, what's your plan?"
"These pieces of shit," Enzo hissed as he glared at the photos of children dressed and posed provocatively, aimed to seduce pedophiles.
"What are you going to do about the senator?" Vincenzo asked. "These people are rat shit, and they deserve to die horribly, but they're in business because of assholes like that bigoted, racist prick."
Enzo nodded. "He's a problem because he's on my father's payroll. I'd like to kill him, but I'd need Dad's permission."
"Your father is used to working with people with morally gray compasses, or no compass at all," Julian said.
"Yeah, but even he has a limit. I don't think he's aware of the senator's 'hobby,'" Enzo said in disgust.
"We deal in flesh, but they are willing to pay off debts," Cenzo said. "This kind of sex trafficking is sick. I'm ready to kill them all."
"What's up?" Dragon asked as he entered the living room where all the men were gathered.
Enzo looked up because the big biker had actually snuck up on them, which he found impressive. Did Dragon have footsteps? He guessed being light on one's feet was a valuable tool for an assassin. "Just business," he said.
"I heard Vincenzo mention killing someone? Do we have leads on Li Mujin?" Dragon asked.
"Not yet, I'm working on that," Julian said. "I have people watching the docks and the private airport just in case he flies in. We know he always personally inspects each shipment. He may do it when it comes in, or he may send someone else because of this war. He must know that we'll be watching the docks, and that will put him out in the open, so he will be cautious. Because he may avoid the inspection, I'm looking into his safe house now.If we can't catch him at the docks, we may be able to catch him there."
"And you are?" Dragon asked, an eyebrow cocked.
"Forgive my rudeness," Enzo began. "Mr. Diego Murphy, this is our Fixer, Mr. Julian Andrews. Julian, this is Dragon—uh, that's the name he goes by in his club."
Julian nodded at Dragon. "It's a pleasure."
Dragon nodded back. "Nice to meet you." He pointed. "So, you're the fixer. Like, what is that position, I wonder?"
