Revenge (Part Three)

Lemonte

This motherfucking lord was greedy. He was losing his patience. If only he had the luxury to bargain. But he didn't.

They were at a posh restaurant he could hardly afford. He was low on finances. His bank accounts were frozen.

And he was still scheming on how to extract money from El Patrón or the tzar. With his bargaining chip, Rafael Montero would surely pay.

"I need money," he murmured while he sipped his wine.

The earl smirked, and he cut into his steak. "Money is hard to come by these days, Monsieur Fauvre."

Fighting the urge to correct the man, his eyes narrowed. "Want do you want in exchange?" He had an idea however he was also running low on suppliers. The group of young lords he had dealings with the previous year had laid low.

"A gentle breed this time. I'm sure you have one in your stables?" The Leader of the House was as cruel as they come. He likes them young. Helpless. That's why they're friends.

"The last one you rode died." Lemonte reminded.

"Ah. She was too w