Romain left the club in the bottom floor of the building feeling pleased with how the business was thriving. Answering to the needs of the rich and depraved of their world. Catering to their desires, with few if any limits.
With things in full swing bellow and well handled, he decided to leave for his own bit of fun. The club would not need his full supervision tonight. No one important to come, no one who would need him. While upstairs... there was this pretty little boy with soft, smooth skin pale as can be with lips that could make a straight man fantasize, he was sure.
Darcy was truly a treasure.
He had his tie loose and the first four buttons to his shirt undone as he came into the doorway. Smiling he leaned against the jamb and looked over his little boy sprawled out on the chaise. He was such a serious slave, so eager for pleasing. A pet previously, in all manners of the word. He was slowly learning what freedom was under his hand.
"My poor angel, have I allowed you to become bored?" He said before moving into the room and slipping off his blazer. He went to the closet to put it away and remove his tie as well while inside the walk in closet. "What would you like to do tonight?"