Montagne arched back, thrusting foreward as he started to climax.

Elias felt Montagne's seed hit the back of his throat, and swallowed every drop.

((Life loves to hate me.))

Montagne moaned and relaxed. He looked down at Elias and smirked, raising his chin and tracing his lips. "I'm impressed," he said. He pushed him down as he stood up. "You should have spoken up soon. We might have had a wonderful relationship."

"Well, why do you think Hawthorne bought me?" Elias chuckled, getting on his hands and knees. "Anything else you want to do master?"

Montagne chuckled as he sat down at his desk. "That's all you get for now," he said, his smile turning almost evil. "Remember you have to re-earn my trust Traitor."

Elias nodded. "When you storm Hawthorne's mansion, may I suggest sneaking in the back rather than full frontal assault?"

Montagne laughed. "Of course I'm not going in the front!" he said. "You are. You're going to tell him that we're going to attack the day after we arrive. He draws out his crew and we swoop in and take his home, ready for his return."

Elias nodded. "Good strategy, sir."

Montagne chuckled and lifted Elias's chin. "Aye, if you can convince Hawthorne to trust you." He threw Elias onto the ground. "If that fool touched my boy Josephs you will be paying the price as well."

"I understand, sir." Elias replied, standing up.