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" I’m going to build the biggest, most exclusive, most impressive S and M club in the world.”
Søren said nothing at first. But he did look up to the ceiling and addressed a few words to it.
“I suppose it wouldn’t have occurred to you to call him to join the Peace Corps, Lord,” Søren said, still gazing upward. “It had to be this?”
“Who the hell are you talking to?” Kingsley demanded.
“God. I was criticizing Him, so perhaps it’s for the best you interrupted. This is your grand calling in life? Your ultimate purpose? An S and M club?”
“No,” Kingsley said, shaking his head. “Not an S and M club. The S and M club. And you’re going to help me, because it’s your fault I’m doing this.”
“My fault?” Søren repeated, pointing at himself. “What leaps in logic did you take to lay this at my doorstep?”
“You turned me kinky,” Kingsley said.
Søren paused. “I want to argue with that assertion,” Søren said.
“Oui?”
“I said I wanted to argue with, not that I could. "
― Tiffany Reisz , The King (The Original Sinners, #6)