“Hey, boss man.”
Nikolas spun on his heels
as he was about to attempt crouching down and assess the young man only to come
face to face with Ashton. With a shocked expression he didn’t bother
acknowledging his greeting. “Ashton, why are you here? In this club of all
clubs!”
“I thought I’d
come by and see how you’re doing.”
“How the hell do
you think I’m doing,” he growled.
“Well this place
isn’t exactly forbidden you know. Me
and Kyler came to have a drink, mix, and mingle. You know, the usual...”
“Leave,” The
single abrupt word was all he seemed inclined to say.
“I’m afraid I
can’t do that, you see. We’re here now and not going anywhere. Why don’t you
have a drink with us? Set aside the boss and employee for one night and do the friends having a friendly drink deal. We
can even forget the serious list of bullshit that runs longer than your leg.”
“Spare me the details and
leave.” Nikolas’s tone was cold, distant. “Tough as it is to believe, Ashton,
at the moment I have other things on my mind.”
“Boy oh boy, do you ever.”
Before Nikolas made an
attempt to get clarification on that snarky remark, he felt someone tapping on
his shoulder. Exhaling he turned to find Master Dominique standing over him
with a smirk. “And to what do I owe this honor?”
The older Master raised
his brow and said, “A moment of your time young Master. We have something
important to address and it won’t wait. After you.”
Nikolas rose to his feet
with an angry snarl. Maybe he should have listened to Braxton and gone to China
instead. He gave one last threatening look at Ashton that promised hell and
followed his ex-Master.
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