014
Ray Maverick
"I'm sorry, sir. It was never my intention," the screaming voices of the s*x workers' masters filled the air.
For a moment, I wished I could see the sweet torture my men subjected them to.
"What are you sorry about, Cairo?" I asked but was met with no answer.
"Or what wasn't your intention?"
"Getting ladies forcefully to work in your illegal brothel?"
"Or using these ladies' videos on the internet without their consent?"
"I'm sorry, sir," his voice interrupted me.
"Stop saying that, Cairo. It only infuriates me more."
"So, where was I?" I said before listing all the things Abel was able to find on Cairo and his crew.
"Or having unprotected s*x with these women, despite the fact that they were against it?"
"It's a lie, Rayian," he spoke again
