Walden was angry. He could have stopped this from happening. Like he was supposed to. All he was was muscle and cock. He didn't have money or skills or brains like Rabastan did. He could fuck him and keep him safe and Rabastan had gone and made sure Walden couldn't look after him.
He left the room as he called Rabastan's brother, telling Rodolphus to come over right away, and then came back, looking at Rabastan on the floor. "Your brother is coming," he said. "I texted Weldon and Arielle."
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