"You are the one who preaches to me about STDs when you sleep with a woman almost every night." Brayan leaned against the brim of his brother Ezekiel's room door with an apple in his hand while a woman walked out of his room with tears in her eyes while he changed into much more formal clothes.

"That's my stress buster, and you know it." Ezekiel snorted, rolling his eyes. "And who says no to free sex?"

"You know you cannot get everyone who owes you to sleep with you, right?" Brayan asked, walking into the room and making himself comfortable on the sofa.

"Why not? They are just prostitutes for me. Instead of paying one outside, I fuck one who owes me." The older man smirked as he pulled a file out of his drawer and sat down on the sofa, sipping his coffee.

"Isn't it a loss?"

"No! You think I'll let go of someone who owes me ten thousand dollars for a night of sex?" He snorted. "It's impossible. I just give a little more time to pay back in return for sex, so it's no loss."

"What about those who owe you a lot and cannot pay you back?"

"Well, you have met our gardener and his son, who now works as our driver, or that one girl with a ponytail who comes to clean the house to pay up for her mother." Ezekiel said as he continued to read through the document before signing.

"Hmm. They deserve it." The younger man shrugged.

"Now if you are done talking, bring this to Karl and inform him to get me Mr. Johnson by seven in the evening." He handed the file to Brayan. "And I'm serious about STDs. I don't want you nor Darwin to have one, and it's an order."

"If you are so worried about me having one, then find me a toy." Brayan stood up, taking another bite from his apple. "I prefer a sub who can also be my personal maid."

"Sub? Brayan, what happened to the recent one from your school?" Ezekiel looked at him in complete shock.

"I don't want a gold digger, Ezekiel. I need a little; all those in school just get on my nerves." He shrugged before walking out of the room.