Kade had a pretty good two weeks, but he always had a good time. His suppliers were cheap and he overpaid when he could, and everyone around him either fared him or liked him. This morning he'd been beating a guy late with payment halfway to heaven. Despite the limits Kade like to set for himself, he'd liked it. Breaking bones over trifle sums was bad business, but it was good fun. He liked when the man had gone limp, breathing through bloody foam. The adrenaline had been enough to fuck the girlfriend of the battered guy almost into a coma. She'd seemed to like it, though, judging by her sounds.<br/><br/>This Tuesday he was only touching home to get some more cash. Between intimidation and and ridding of or getting more inventory, he was usually looking for entertainment. Ivan barely caught him on his way out. Kade would have ignored the goon if it hadn't been for the name. Juliette. Even Ivan thought it was weird how his boss stopped in his tracks and hurried to get back out into the living room. He put his hands in his pockets when her saw her, dramatically hunched as he got closer. He was wrapped in all black again, rudely massacred black denim on his legs, knees naked around frames of tattered jeans, and a serene black t-shirt. Cost a pretty penny, but he had planned to hit the better clubs, later. Today his hair was meant to be up and back, but a few dark fangs found their way into his eyes. Dapper lord of substances and vengeance.<br/><br/>When he saw the twitchy girl he remembered how she'd liked it by the end of the fucking. The loud girl might have Jule's heart, but he had her obsession, since he sold her what she craved. Juliette, getting into it with Sydney right there. It had made the redhead livid, and her struggle in Ivan's hands had helped Kade blow an extra hefty load into the latina. It wasn't like the freckled girl could have done the same. Hell, Jule had even kept the wildling girl from socking him. That was loyalty if he ever saw it, even if it only was to the substances he peddled. He still jerked off about what had happened that day, and Jule's naked ass leaving, her juices, blood and his cum between her legs.<br/><br/>"Juliette!" he said and held his arms out. It was even more fun pretending at small talk when they were obviously dying for their next hit. "I've missed you. How's your hotheaded squeeze? Give her my love would you." he said and lifted her against him. He made it a point out of forgiving everyone if they paid. Sydney's hundreds had wiped Jule's slate clean. Clean, however, wasn't something she was looking to be right now. He put her down and cupped her cheek, looking at her. "Fuck you're beautiful when you're twitching." He took the liberty of bringing her in, to let her suck his tongue. He had to shove her back eventually.<br/><br/>"You know, if you're not getting that sweet Syd-money I don't know how you're gonna pay for your next outing." he said starting to feel her up. "And I already had a taste of your honeypot the other day, so..." He turned her around, like she wasn't even human, just something appropriately sized for him to play with. He put his chin in the crook of her neck as he swayed her, his hands coming down to the front of where her thighs met. "You here to give me something else, huh, Juliette? Maybe invite me home to your place?" he said as he dangled a bag of what she needed infront of her, his face in her hair. "We can go right now, and you me and your firery girl can tear into this stuff." His car was ready to leave, anyway.