“I don’t know if the relationship will go that far.” He looked out the window, a muscle thrumming along his jaw.
“Tell me,” I pressed. “You are worried.”
“Of course I’m worried,” he muttered. “What can I offer a woman in the long term? Sh-She’s practically the age of Levin.”
I blinked at this information. I had not considered that she was a younger woman. I assumed she was our age.
“Have you talked to her about how you feel?”
He blew out a breath. “I do not do well with feelings. I don’t like to think about any of it. I simply want to enjoy my time with her while I have her.”
“While you have her? Do you think it won’t last?” I frowned at his words and the way he looked down at his hands, his big shoulders sagging.
“I do not believe it will last. Eventually, she will wake and realize I am a monster. She deserves better than a monster. She is… an angel.” He scrubbed his hand down his face.
“Klaus, I think you should talk to her about how you feel?—”
“There he is.” Klaus threw the door open and got out, effectively ending our conversation.
Fucking David Pierce. Of course, the little prick was ruining shit. I followed Klaus out to the dark street.
Typically, we grabbed these shitheads and left with them. Klaus seemed to have other plans.
With his massive hand, he wrapped it around David’s throat and shoved him against the wall.
“You owe Matteo De Santis money,” Klaus snarled.
“I-I am trying to g-get it,” David choked out as Klaus loosened his hold for a moment so he could speak.
“Trying doesn’t work for us,” I said.
I reached out and emptied David’s pocket. His wallet contained two hundred bucks and an old condom in a package. I tossed the wallet back to him after pocketing the cash.
“You still owe nine thousand eight hundred,” I said.
“Take off your clothes,” Klaus snarled, releasing him.
David stared up at him in confusion.
“Take off your fucking clothes!” Klaus shouted, making David jump.
With trembling hands, he rushed around and took his clothes off. Klaus nodded at me to get the clothes, so I did, having no idea what the hell he was doing.
“I want your boxers too,” Klaus said.
David licked his lips. “I’ll be naked.”
Klaus pulled out his gun and pressed it to the center of David’s forehead.
“Naked or dead. You choose.”
The man trembled so hard he gagged.
“Choose,” Klaus snarled. “I have more important things to be doing tonight.”
David fumbled with his waistband before getting his underwear down.
I watched as Klaus glanced at David’s cock.
