Grant His Wish

HANAERUM

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"More wine!"

"Oyy! More wine over here!"

Kain Kurt turned to his right to find a naked waitress dallying around. In her hands were two trays filled with empty glasses. He frowned and spanked her hard across her ass cheeks.

She squirmed.

"You heard them, didn't you? Fucking fill the glasses up." He growled, watching with a faint sense of pride as her gaze dropped to his feet.

"Yes, my Lord." She scurried away from his presence. Kain kept his eyes on her until she had disappeared into the darkness that waited outside the door.

Once she was gone, he returned his gaze to the glorious sight in front of him; his thriving brothel, situated in the lower rooms of his mansion.

He stroked his bearded chin with his right fingers, his left clutched his walking cane.

Business had to continue, he thought to himself. So, he had developed a wise plan to bring the brothel to his very own home, where the king would be unable to stick his bloody nose into affairs that least concern