Chapter 86
Chapter 86:
“You know how we’ve been racking our brains trying to find ways to take down your uncles p>
“Tell me you found something good to use against them p>
“Well, even better,” Zal smirked, knowing how much I’d hated them for so long. “Robyn and I found out that they’ve been doing business with the Russian Cartels—not the Markov mob boss, but we’re talking about distribution not just of drugs, but humans too.
They’re waist-deep in the business. And get this—we have everything in writing. We think they’re keeping it as leverage, so if they get caught, they can pin it on you p>
I was already fuming, but I let Zal continue.
“They’re working with Komarov, the cartel involved in loan sharking, underground gambling, and cage fights p>
Zal paused, waiting to see if I had any questions. But I stayed quiet, urging him to continue.
“Okay, so here’s what I’m suggesting p>
The conversation with Zal continued well past working hours. More plans had to be carefully laid out, and we ended up discussing everything over dinner. When it was all said and done, we went our separate ways. Feeling chaotic in my head, I decided to break into Remy’s apartment and wait for him to get back from work.
“Ghazi? What the hell… did you break into my apartment?” I was in my boxer briefs, lying in his bed, half asleep when he entered the bedroom.
“I had a rough day at work and didn’t want to bother you while you were working. I missed you, so I decided to sleep here. Your pillows smell like you.” I know I probably sounded like a first-class stalker, but Remy actually laughed. He called me a crazy motherfucker before sauntering off to his bathroom to get ready for bed.
I took the bottled water he offered, drinking half of it before resting my head back on his pillow. I had never spent the night at Remy’s place, but tonight, after everything Zal had told me, I just needed a break. He had been talking not just about human trafficking, but about my uncles being involved in organ trafficking too.
That was some seriously messed-up shit. Now I couldn’t help but wonder if my dad had caught wind of their operations and had them killed. Content originally comes from.net
“So, now that I’m in your bed, what should I do with you?” Remy’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts as he joined me in the bed.
The man was half-naked, looking absolutely hot in his plain-looking sleep shorts.
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“Oh my, I know you look great in black, but I thought you slept naked.” He sounded disappointed when he uncovered the blanket and found me still in my underwear, which made me laugh.
“You know, you could easily take it off, right? I’m in your bed. Your domain.” I raised an eyebrow, and the sexy man caught my challenge. He smirked, snapping the band of my boxer briefs, making me hiss. I quickly grabbed his wrist and tugged him down on top of me.
“And I need to buy you some jockstraps.
These sleep shorts are too boring for you.
That hot body of yours deserves to be displayed. And… ugh, this ass,” I groaned, grabbing both cheeks with my hands. “Fuck… Remy, your ass needs to be in a jockstrap. Period p>
He laughed, then kissed me with such intensity that it almost felt like we were teenagers again. Remy loved to kiss, and he was really good at it. Naturally, I upped my game and kissed him back before pushing him onto his back, simultaneously tugging down his shorts and tossing them onto the floor.
“So, you want to see me in a jockstrap p>
“Uh, yeah p>