The King Maker's Bride

had lost his dignity a long time ago, he was drunk, so he didn't understand the seriousness of this summoning, he sat slumped on the thick rug his nostrils blocked from the stench smell of

ave done enough!" Alan shouted and as though on command five hands descended on him, beating him and punching him. "Stop." Adrian ordered and moved away from the counter, he stood up and placed his cigar back on the tray. "Your debt is 200,000 dollars away from a million dollars. What do you plan to do about it?" Alan sniffled, most of his face was swollen and he was "I don't know! I don't even have anything of yours! If I had that large amount of money, my life would be good," Adrian was disgusted, the man was pathetic, he had enough backstory and kisses with wealth to make him rich forever but he had thrown it all away. Throw it all into cheap booze and a lifestyle of a bird, gambling and drinking. "Don't bore me, Alan," Adrian said and picked up his cigar once again, he walked to him and bent, his head was bleeding and even that had not somehow snapped him to consciousness. He blew out the cigar smoke in his face, making him cough, his eyes were red and he just wanted to return to his shaft. "I don't have any means to pay you Adrian, what do you want me to do? Is there anything I have that you want?" Adrian paused, it was questions along this line he had been waiting to and slowly, they were getting there. "You tell me, do you Abeg anything of value? Anything I would want?" Alan laughed, he stood up on unsteady feet and all of Adrian's men charged at him but Adrian held them away. "Don't play those games with me, I know your scopes, I know your whims, you want something from me and that's why I'm here. You don't care about the money I've been taking!" He yelled, his spittle flying all over the place. He was drunk at night and could collapse anytime soon. "You are not exactly wrong, I wouldn't say you're right either." Adrian said and puffed on his cigar again. "What do you want you filthy Russo!" Alan screeched as though he wasn't actually owing a million dollars, money stolen and wasted. The men immediately gave him heavy slaps, Adrian had to stop them completely from doing anything else. Adrian neede