Ryker tapped his fingers against the ebony wood desk, his boredom palpable through his large office. The sound echoed in the quiet space, a rhythmic counterpoint to the ticking of an expensive grandfather clock in the corner. _Ugh, is there really nothing going on?_ He was used to always having to deal with people's issues, overseeing shipments or drug deals, and the frequent conflicts, but today was just quiet.

Ryker's eyes darted to his two most trusted bodyguards, Leon and Roman. Their stoic presence filled the room with silent tension, their suits immaculate, hands clasped in front of them as they stood at attention. Those two were his 24/7 protection and were the only ones allowed in his office without a meeting. Ryker considered them friends, but they were nowhere near the relationship he shared with his childhood companion.

_That's right_ Ryker suddenly sat up, the leather chair creaking under his movement. He grabbed his phone from the desk, the cold glass surface contrasting with his warm fingers as he quickly dialed. He hadn't checked up on him all day and immediately hopped on the opportunity. If he could, he would keep him in his lap all day, doing whatever he wanted as long as he also wanted it. _If only I could bury my knot deep in that tight-_

Ryker immediately snapped out of his thoughts as he heard the ringing against his ear, his jaw tightening with anticipation as he hoped he would pick up.