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The smile on his lips didn’t falter, even as the other man rejected his kindness. He merely shrugged, and let a slight laugh escape his lips. It was amusing just how much disapproval wafted off of Killian, as if that was going to dissuade him in the slightest. He had a business model of his own that had been working spectacularly, and he wasn’t planning to let some upper class arsehole who wanted to play at being in charge change things.
“If you ever want a chance to experience what us kids do on our leisure time, I’d be happy to show you,” he offered, raising an eyebrow, grin only growing. If that was the sort of game he wanted to play, then Babyface would have his fun, too. As soon as the bottle and glasses and put down, he reaches forward for the bottle and pours himself a drink. He shrugged as he took a sip, before going on. “Simple enough, I want things to stay the same. I’m not looking to make waves with this change in power. I’m doing what my da did, but better, that’s it,” he explained. “In fact, I think you have less to worry about with me. Unlike him, I’m not the violent type; I’m merely pushing freedom. Nothing sinister, also unlike a few other powers that enjoy hanging around this club.”
What left Kilian’s mouth was definitely a laugh, but not a light one for sure. Quite the contrary, the sound seemed tainted with sarcasm and contempt. “Thank you, but I will have to pass. There are certain vices I don’t indulge on. I need to keep my head clear if I want to succeed at all, especially in my field of business.” What exactly was that field? That wasn’t Baby’s business to find out, of course. Most people at the Moulin Rouge didn’t even know he was a lawyer, but they did know he had enough connections to make anyone’s life really difficult if he wanted to, and that was more than enough to go by.
“You see, Babyface, I’m a man who values stability.” Kilian said, letting the server pour his drink for him and taking a sip. “Freedom or violence, I don’t really care what your methods are as long as the business remains solid and doesn’t bring me or the Moulin Rouge any trouble. As you surely are aware of, I’m a full investor now, and I’d be a fool if I didn’t protect my assets. This club is one of them, so that’s exactly what I’m doing.” Putting down his glass, he looked the other man in the eye, frowning briefly. “Which leads me to my next question. You say you’re going to keep doing what your father did, but better. Yet I remember there was a time when you couldn’t remember your own name. I’ve been around enough time to see addicts fall into old habits again overnight. How am I supposed to know you’re not going to mess up, kid? Because believe me, you don’t want to do that and ruin my business.”















