Richard POV

I finally pulled up to the address and my eyes widened at seeing a luxury apartment complex. It looked to be about 70 stories tall.

"Holy shit Trevor," I chuckled out as I pulled into the parking garage.

This place is really nice. I guess I shouldn't be too mad at Trevor. He did after all help me get away from my helicopter parents and put me in a luxury home.

I could finally do whatever I wanted.

I didn't want to be a doctor or a lawyer like my parents were pushing for.

I need excitement.

I need chaos.

I need the high that comes with this kind of life.

The adrenaline is too addicting to just quit it and become part of normal society.

The security guard walked up to me with a stern look on his face. He tapped my window and I rolled it down. "ID?" He asked.

I held out my ID to him, he looked at my card and nodded his head with a smile, "your parking spot is over there," he said and pointed. "Welcome home Mr. Davis."

I looked where he was pointing and it was VIP marked. I smirked as I drove over to it and backed up into the parking spot. The security guard walked back to his post and sat down as he looked at his phone really quick. Then his stern look returned as he looked out of the parking garage at the road. I glanced and saw he had two guns on his hip.

I've never been to Yarborough but I've heard a lot about it. It's basically a bigger version of Castle City.

More crime.

More chaos.

Better adrenaline rush.

Which means I'll be able to get my fix every single day here.

I called up Trevor, and he answered after a few rings. "Like it?" He asked with a slight chuckle.

"I love it," I said, returning a chuckle. "How bad would the security guard freak out if I started unpacking my things and went to my room?" I asked. "Also, what room is mine?" I asked.

"You have the entire 68th floor to yourself," Trevor said. My eyebrows raised in delight. "And he wouldn't mind, I've known him for a while and he knows the deal."

I snorted, "Understood, I'll started bringing my things up."

"Ask him for a luggage cart, we'll be there in about 2 hours," Trevor said.

"Gotcha, I'll probably be exploring the city by the time you guys get here so don't wait up for me," I stated as I got out of the car and waved at the security guard.

"See ya," Trevor said as he hung up.

The guard walked over, "how can I help you Mr. Davis?" He asked.

"I need a luggage cart, I don't have much but I'd rather get it all up in one trip," I said with a smile.

"Understood, shall I bring a tarp as well?" He asked.

I looked back at my car filled with weapons and drugs, "I think that's a good idea," I said with a smirk.

The guard smiled at me as he walked into a room and pulled out a luggage cart with a tarp. "There's an elevator so no need to worry about getting all the way up to the 68th floor, here's the code for that floor by the way," he said and handed me a slip of paper.

285

"Damn Trevor," I smiled to myself.

"Oh Mr. Ivanov?" The guard asked as he helped me pack everything onto the cart, thankfully it had walls on the bottom so nothing would spill out. "He's amazing, he paid for my daughter's college and even got her an apartment here so she is living stress free right now," he sighed with happiness.

If Trevor needs something done, he'll get it done in any way he needs.

That includes bribery.

"You don't care how that money came about?" I asked as I shut the trunk and we stepped into the elevator. I had my suitcase in hand and he held onto the luggage cart as we rode up.

"Not at all," he said with a smile and pulled down the back of his shirt. I saw a clown tattooed on him, looked just like Trevor's clown mask except smaller.

"Gotcha," I said with a smile.

Maybe my first tattoo should be the gang tattoo. I've never really been interested in having any but it wouldn't kill me to get one that's hidden.

I pressed the code into the elevator and the door opened to a luxury apartment in front of my eyes.

Hell yes.

"Wow," I said and looked around at everything.

"I hope everything is to your liking, Trevor told me that your favorite colors were white and black," the guard said as he pulled in the luggage cart.

"This is... fantastic," I said, still taking everything in.

"Where should I put the cart Mr. Davis?" He asked as he rolled it next to me.

"Uh, you can leave that here, I'll organize myself," I said and shook his hand, "what's your name by the way?" I asked while pulling out my wallet.

"My name is Jay," he said with a smile, "let me know if you need anything else, there's a phone right here," he said as he pointed to the phone on the wall, "it goes directly to my cellphone."

I thought the last place we lived in was advanced. This is insanity.

"Thank you, I may be exploring the city soon, so I'll see you again in a bit," I said with a smile and handed him a 50$. Jay accepted and got onto the elevator, waving at me as the doors closed.

This is definitely worth it.

I walked around and headed towards a door, when I opened it, it contained BDSM equipment. "My own red room, eh?" I chuckled as I closed the door and walked to the next. I opened it to reveal a bedroom with black and white decor everywhere. It looked exactly like what you'd see in a magazine.

My phone started ringing and I answered it to Oliver.

"Hey, are you there yet?" He asked.

"Oh I'm here, and it's pretty wicked," I said as I sat down on the couch.

"Cool, we're almost there," he said.

"The security guard's name is Jay, he's pretty chill so don't worry about moving any luggage," I stated.

"Oh fuck yeah," Oliver chuckled, "we'll be there in about five minutes according to the GPS."

I snorted, "did you speed here or something?"

"Of course I did," he replied.

I laughed out loud. "Alright, just look for the building with 70 stories, I'm on the 68th floor right now," I explained.

"Holy shit," he replied. "I'll see you soon."

"See you," I said and hung up.

I began hiding everything and noticed Trevor had specially made furniture for hiding drugs and guns. "Man you surprise me all the time," I laughed as I raised up my bed and saw tons of ammunition under it.

I finally finished hiding everything, got dressed into a dark brown Armani suit that was in the closet, with black leather dress shoes. I also put on a Rolex watch and looked at myself in the mirror. I smiled wickedly as I kissed the silver rings on my fingers. "This is the good life," I said to myself as I walked back out into the living room.

I grabbed the cart and pulled it back into the elevator with me as I rode down to the garage. I placed on sunglasses and couldn't help the big smile creeping on my lips as I got to the bottom.

I watched as Oliver and Marie were pulling in, they parked next to my mustang and got out. "This is fucking nuts dude," Oliver laughed as he ran over to me and gave me a handshake.

"Yeah it is," I said.

"Guess what floor we got?" He asked excitedly.

"What floor?" I asked.

"69!" He yelled out with hollering laughter. Marie covered her face as she giggled slightly.

I snorted and shook my head. "I'm gonna be out on the town, so don't mind me okay?" I said as I rolled the cart to them.

"Have fun," Oliver said with a smile as he started pulling the cart to his truck.

I got into my mustang and drove out of the spot and up to Jay, "hey Jay, what's the best bar around here?" I asked.

"The bar called Sweet Escape on 38th and Michelle St., it's very nice, has live jazz music as well, smoke friendly," he said with a smile.

"Perfect, thank you," I said handing him a 50$ bill and drove off.

I can't wait to see what kind of adrenaline this city has to offer me.

Maybe I can find a girlfriend or boyfriend here... hopefully they'd be understanding of my job.

I arrived at the bar Sweet Escape. I drove up to the valet and stepped out of my car. Valet ran up to me, "hello sir, how are you today?" She asked.

"I'm doing great," I said as I handed her my keys with a 50$. She got in my car and drove off, parking it into a spot close to the bar's entrance.

I walked into the entrance, the bouncer looked me up and down. I held out my ID. He looked it over and nodded his head. I walked in and the sound of jazz invaded my ears as I walked up to the bar.

Just what I need after a long drive.

"What's your poison?" The bartender asked. I looked her up and down, she was covered in colorful tattoos, long black hair, and her skin was olive toned.

She looks like a goddess.

"I'll take a dry scotch," I said as I pulled out a cigar, I got a bit nervous as I reached for it because my gun showed but she didn't flinch.

"Dry scotch coming up," she said while bitting her lip. I lit my cigar and watched her walk to the wall, I noticed she had a glock on her hip. I smirked and sat back in the chair and looked around at everyone.

I imagine if she didn't flinch at seeing my gun, and she has one, everyone else in here most likely had weapons as well.

Sweet Escape must be common ground.

I can see some people wearing gang jackets with different insignias on them.

Some had neck and finger tattoos.

She placed down a glass of scotch. I pulled a 50$ out of my wallet and handed it to her. She giggled as she placed it into her bra, "that drink is on me, I like new faces after all," she said with a smile as she rested her chin on her hand. Her nails were sharp, colored grey and her finger tattoos entranced me.

"Thank you," I said with a smile and took a sip.

"So tell me about yourself," she said, lighting a thin cigarette and smiling back at me as she blew a puff from her luscious lips.

"I do things," I said slyly.

She snorted and rolled her eyes, "if you're a gang member, you're safe here don't worry, this is my bar," she smiled. "It's common ground and everyone knows not to fuck with me."

She's so young and already runs her own luxury bar, one that's also common ground.

"That's impressive," I said and looked her over again.

"Oh?" She questioned.

"You're so young," I said and took a puff of my cigar.

"I'm not that young, I'm 26," she chuckled.

Shit she's also a bit older than me.

I bit my lip, "so I imagine you don't go for guys that might happen to be younger than you?"

"I do," she said simply. "But don't expect me to stay for long, I like to explore," she blew some smoke out to my face slowly.

Fuck.

"You can explore me, as much as you'd like," I said with a smirk and bit my lip.

She sent me back a lustful look, "get me after my shift," she said as she walked away. I sighed and watched her walk to the next customer.

I need to have her. She's so seductive and wicked.

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Marie POV

We finally moved everything into the elevator and rode up with the guard Jay. He and Oliver were talking about random things as I sat back on the railing.

Oliver entered the code, 626, into the elevator door and the doors opened to reveal a luxury apartment.

"Woah," was all I could say as we pushed the cart out and looked around.

"Mr. Ivanov told me that your favorite colors were black, red, and grey, I hope this is accommodating to you," Jay said as he smiled and pushed in some boxes and suitcases from the elevator that didn't fit on the cart.

Trevor really does take care of Oliver. I don't know what happened to the rest of our crew, I'm hoping they're okay back in Castle.

"Hell yeah it is," Oliver said, taking it all in.

I shook Jay's hand, "thank you Jay, my name is Marie by the way."

"Oh that's my daughter's name!" He laughed as he shook my hand back.

"Nice to know, maybe her and I could be friends," I smiled.

"I would like that," Jay said as he walked back to the elevator, "let me know if you guys need anything else, this phone right here calls straight to my cell," he said as he pointed to a phone on the wall.

"Will do, thank you Jay," Oliver said as he started taking things off the luggage cart.

"I'm glad we could get all this up in one trip," I said as I dragged the suitcases from the elevator closer to the living room.

"Lets hide the stash and then we can relax," Oliver said with a smile.

"Hell yeah," I said with a giggle and we began hiding everything, which thankfully didn't take long.

When I got to the walk in closet my jaw dropped. It was full of designer and luxury clothing. Shoes, bags, dresses, anything a girl could ever hope for. On the other side, there were suits labeled Armani and other luxury male clothing. I pulled open the drawers and gasped at the Rolex watches. Oliver walked in and chuckled as he looked at all the suits.

"He really went all out," Oliver said as he looked at everything. "Definitely worth it."

"How much do you think he spent on all this?" I asked as I looked at the dresses labeled Gucci and Prada.

Oliver chuckled, "I'm not sure... but this is insane, I know he must've spent millions."

"He definitely did," I said as I picked up a Chanel purse.

"Hey babe," Oliver started as I looked at him. "Wanna get dressed up?" He asked with a wicked smile.

I blushed, "Sure," I said and grabbed a red bedazzled dress from the rack. He grabbed a black Armani suit and a red silk tie.

He walked into the bedroom and I changed into the dress quickly and put my hair up. I sat down at the little makeup station in the closet and started working my magic with the expensive brands.

This is so surreal. I can't believe this is my life right now. I'm literally putting H.Couture on my lips.

To think a few hours ago I had jumped off a balcony thinking everything was going to end in flames anyways.

I think tonight is the night with Oliver. I want him to graze my temple with his touch.

I poked my head out as Oliver was adjusting his tie. "Hi," I said shyly as I walked out of the closet.

His mouth dropped, then turned into a big smile, "Holy shit," he whispered as he walked over to me. I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me and dipped me, "you're beautiful," he whispered as he placed a kiss on my lips.

"Oliver," I said softly.

"Yes my dear?" He asked, looking at me as if captivated.

"I'm ready," I said shyly.

He pulled me back up and hugged me, "are you sure?" He asked as he traced his fingers down my back.

"I'm sure," I said and looked into his eyes.

He kissed me again and held onto my hand as he pulled me gently towards the bed. He sat down and I sat in his lap.

I could feel my body already heating up as he unzipped my dress and kissed up my chest to my neck. I let out soft moans at his gentle touches. "You're my Queen, Marie," he whispered in my ear as he pulled down my dress from my shoulders, revealing my chest.

"You're my King, Oliver," I said back as he kissed back down my chest, biting every so slightly on my flesh.

I let out an excited giggle as he flipped us and pinned me down on the soft bed. He started sucking on my breasts, flicking his tongue around one of my nipples as he pinched the other. "I can't wait to feel you," He whispered as he kissed to my other breast.

"Please," I giggled.

"Let me turn something on," he said with husk lingering his voice.

"Sure," I smiled as I watched him grab his phone, connect it to a Bluetooth and the speakers all around the room started playing a slowed version of "I See Red" he placed his phone on the bedside table and walked back over to me.

I bit my lip as he crawled over me, "let me know if it hurts at all," he whispered against my lips, then kissed me passionately. I let out a soft sigh as he pulled my dress off of me completely.

"I will," I whispered back as he kissed me more. I let out a moan between kisses as he rubbed my clit through my underwear.

He kissed slowly back down my body, licking and biting me as if savoring every moment of this. Dragging his nails down my collarbone, to my stomach as he started licking me through my underwear. I gripped at his hair and moaned out as he teased my sensitive skin.

"You're perfect," he whispered against me, his hot breathe making me shiver. I looked down at him and he smirked at me as he slowly pulled down my underwear.

Kissing each inch of my thighs as he licked back up to my sensitive flesh. He started moving his tongue all around my clit, causing me to moan out and grip the sheet under me. My face burning red as he's still wearing his suit. Like a dom waiting to tear into my submissive body.

I shivered as he pushed a finger into me slowly and started moving it in and out gently. My eyes rolled at his teasing, his licking, his sucking.

"F-fuck," I breathed out as he moved back up to my face.

"Fuck?" He asked slyly as he started moving his finger faster.

"Fuck me," I said to him and he smirked as he kissed me again, shoving his tongue into my mouth. I gladly accepted his touch as he pushed another into me. I let out a moan against his tongue and he sighed as he started fingering me faster.

I gasped as he moved my legs apart suddenly. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He pulled his member out and my eyes widened.

It's fucking huge.

"I'll go slow," he whispered as he laid back on top of me. "At first," he chuckled as he kissed my neck and started pushing in.

I shut my eyes tightly at the length pushing into me slowly. It was taunting. "O-Oliver," I moaned out as he pushed more and started thrusting.

"Marie," he groaned out and wrapped his arms around my back.

"I love you," I whispered against his neck.

"I love you," he whispered back as he bit into my neck and started going a bit faster.

He lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he held onto my hips as I felt his entire length slide into me. I let out a scream of pleasure as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "Holy fuck," I said as he moved me towards the wall and pressed my back against it gently.

"I've waited so long," he groaned as he started going faster, letting me feel every bit. He gripped my hair softly and gently pulled my head back as he kissed my shoulder, biting into me and sucking on me as I let out intense sounds of ecstasy.