The Royal Contract

Chapter 1014

Chapter 1014: Head on a platter

It would seem that his mentor was right about his accusations. He was a fool to fall into the trap set up by his enemies. His future father-in-law had played him like a fiddle. Then, he also danced to his tune.

Now, what should he do with that cunning man and his plans? But the most relevant question was whether Haley had any involvement in her father’s schemes.

Did she plan to seduce and use him just like her father? Or was she another innocent victim in this grand scheme that her father had orchestrated? Was she a pawn or the queen?

“So, you do believe me now.” Don puffed his cigarette and blew it in the air, creating a large cloud of smoke around him before the air dispensed them into nothing.

He sat in the partly dim lit room with a smug look and smile covering his face. He nodded his head in time with the loud music, amused with the woman sitting on his lap.

Mike had pulled a lot of strings to get the information they needed. From what he gathered, he learned some valuable details. It was conclusive that Alfred Rosley was working against one of his biggest rivals.

“I guess,” Gerald answered the man who taught him some of the ins and outs of these businesses, other than his father. “You might be right this time.” He agreed with the man.

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Did he trust this devious man? No, of course not. His father taught him never to trust anyone completely. But he somehow trusted Mike, his bestfriend. He believed he was the only one who had his back from the start.

But with this one, he would still keep an eye on his old friend. Don betrayed him once when he lost his confidence in him. He could do it again, and the next time might have a different outcome.

He kept his hands on the thighs of the girl on his lap as he looked at the other man sitting opposite him. He wanted to read what was on his mind. But he would not be where he was now if he did not have a few tricks up his sleeves. This crafty man would only show him what he wanted him to see.

“Then, what are you planning to do about it?” Don asked after indulging himself in the bountiful breast of the woman displayed before him before looking up to wait for his answer.

His eyes sharpened at him as if he was trying to read his thoughts. He believed, just like him, this man also did not trust him. He was still gauging what he would do with his current information.

He would safely assume he was waiting for him to slip up and make a mistake. In that way, he could get the confidence of the other members of the organization and finally solidify his claim as their new leader.

“I am working on a plan. I think Mr. Rosley has done enough damage to our organization.” He acknowledged that he needed to act on this information or risk losing the trust of the rest of his comrades if he let him get away with this.

However, he still had to find out if Haley had fed her father any details about his other lifestyle. But how could she, when he had kept this part of his life from her? He still doubted that she had a knowing participation in this.

On the other hand, she might know something about his secrets from her father and was pretending to be clueless, just like the scenario Mike had presented before. Still, he did not want to believe that without any proof.

“Good. I hope you will keep me in the loop.” The older man suggested as he buried his face in the woman’s chest again. Then, he suddenly came up for air and stared at him. “You know I still have a few good ideas that can help.” He offered.

He nodded, acknowledging his statement. He would not mind sharing some information with him, but not the pertinent ones. He knew he still could not trust him.

After a while, Gerald sipped his aged scotch silently, staring at the almost naked women dancing seductively on the stage when his friend snapped his fingers on him, calling his attention.

In truth, he barely noticed the girls, any of the girls around them, as they twisted their bodies to allure the men before them. His mind was elsewhere, thinking of another woman he needed to see soon.

“Don’t you like my gift?” Don asked him, gesturing with his mouth on the girl on his lap that he hardly touched, except for his hands resting on her thighs.

She had her hands around his shoulder, but she just sat there waiting for him to make a move. But he had never touched another woman since he had been seeing Haley.

He kept justifying he was busy with many things that he could hardly have time to go clubbing and hook up with girls. Haley was there and convenient. She was good enough for the time being.

“Which one do you like?” The older men gestured for some other girls to line up before them.

He would have banged any of these girls if he was in the mood, but his mind had something more important to deal with at that very moment. At least, that was what he was telling himself.

Nevertheless, did Haley ruin the other girls for him? He could not help but wonder as he lost his appetite to touch, kiss, or make out with these girls. They all seemed unattractive. Maybe it was just a phase in his life. He still would not believe that this had anything to do with her.

“Of course, I find her fascinating.” He pulled the girl closer to his body, cradling her chin in his fingers. Then he kissed her hard while one of his hands snaked on her breast, under her flimsy brassiere, squeezing it as she moaned into his kiss.

Then, he gradually let go of her and looked at his friend, who seemed quite satisfied. He knew it was a test. He wanted to see if he was still the same man he had raised through all these years.

This man was also checking if he had changed because of the woman linked to his name. If he had stopped fucking other women because of her because that would mean one thing. He had a weakness.

“I need to be somewhere.” Gerald excused himself from his friend. “Can I take her home instead?” Refusing his gift would be an insult as he stood from his seat but grabbed the arms of the girl, planning to take her with him.

His gift was a beautiful woman with a gorgeous body. But knowing this woman’s backstory was not relevant in this business. What was important was how they would please their clients. And he knew what precisely he wanted from her.

“Of course, she is yours for as long as you want.” Don winked at him, boorishly laughing as he beckoned another girl on his other lap. “Enjoy. If you want more, pick another one.” Pointing to the variety of selections.

Of course, he declined. He only needed one. Another one might make things more complicated. Then, he thanked his generous host for the night and left with his men. He proceeded to his waiting car with the girl’s arm wrapped around his.

Once inside, he looked at the other man sitting across from him and the girl. He was already waiting for him with his arms crossed along his chest and a smirk on his lips.

“What is with the babe?” Mike asked, raising his brows at him while winking at the beautiful blonde.

He could tell that his friend was interested. It would not be the first time he would suggest he shared the girl with him. Life in their world was all about acquiring tons of money, selling drugs, and guns, killing, and a lot of fucking beautiful girls.

It was the life that Mike loved in their underworld business. But did he like it as his friend did? Or was he forced into this world without any other option but to believe this was all he got?

What if Dani and Laura were right about him? That he could change and have a different path.

Should he still live in the world his father taught him? Or should he follow the different life his biological father wished him to have? It was a question that he still could not answer.

“A gift.” He answered with a look that told his friend that he needed to shut up. Then, the car started moving on its way to his home. He was tired, and he badly needed a shower.

The woman stayed glued to his side, attempting to seduce him but stopped when he firmly told her he was not interested. She sat quietly on the side, probably contemplating what she would report to her boss.

When he stood outside his apartment building, he pulled Mike aside where nobody could hear them, leaving the girl inside the chauffeured driven car.

“Take care of her. Make sure that she is satisfied and would not breathe a bad report to her boss.” Gerald instructed his friend.

Mike would know what to do with her. If they could flip her to their side, that would be better. She could become one of their informants inside Don’s organization.

In times like this, he needed guarantees that nobody was double-crossing him. He might have the most powerful position in their rank, but he also gained the most enemies who would want his head on a platter.