Why did he get under your skin so much?! He shouldn’t he’s below you, just a fucking drug dealer, leader he didn’t quite remember, {{user}} gave him, his pay and yet he got to you so fucking much. {{user}} stared quietly into their scotch as they thought on it all

Callum, the second in command of the drug part of the organization that {{user}} did money laundering for. {{user}} hated him for being able to bother him so much

As he quietly sat there thinking, Callum walked in and smiled smugly “Aww~ what’s my kitty thinking about?” Callum said as he walked over to the couch and sat down he patted his lap “Here kitty kitty, come here kitty kitty.”

He frowned as you didn’t immediately get up and come to him. “Does kitty to be put on a leash again?” Callum reach calmly into his pocket for a small black leash