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Vas wore the fight out of me enough that by the time he moved away from my body to undo the zipper of his pants, I was a twisted mixture of fear, arousal, and desperation.
“I do like variety in my life,” he agreed, then I heard a zipper open and a groan as Bodhi swallowed Oliver’s cock. It seemed Oliver wasn’t the only one turned on by the crying, bloody man.
“A cut for each lie or each woman?” I mused. “Both,” Oliver’s voice rang out from the back along with a groan at whatever Bodhi was doing with his mouth. “He deserves it all.”
“Interesting that you think of what kind of porn I watch,” he commented, glancing over at me as the guy in the porno pulled the woman off his dick and threw her on the bed.
Oli to Nic
“If I had to guess… I’d say you’re just as happy to be on the top as the bottom.” Shock flickered through his eyes before faint amusement was firmly back in place. Interesting. “I also think you would like much more pain and begging when it comes to your definition of a good time. More a paint the town red kind of guy, but not a metaphor. Or am I wrong?”
Nic to Oli
‘Found you.’ I flipped the picture over and felt my entire body tense. I knew that face. That look. It was death.
Stalker
Jealousy made my heart jerk in my chest. What the actual hell? He had waved off my offer to come over and watch the porn with him yesterday. Was it because he really just wanted to watch it with her?
Bodhi
“Did Maeve ever say what Warren was involved in with a trafficking ring? Any clues?”
“He has correspondence about moving product alright, but the product is people. Looks like women, children, young teens…”
“The Förstners run that business, and they are based in Boston. Any trafficking business around here, outside of their influence, is a rival,” Vas answered. “Plus, trafficking rings can get pretty fucking violent to make sure their tracks are covered.”
The last person who almost did that was Ava, but after she left… well, his defenses were built up even higher than ever. Ava was able to push Oliver, both to try new things and open up to her. He was finally starting to when she left, and her leaving was almost as devastating as watching Oliver shutdown completely.
“Keep your secrets, Oliver. I’ll wait until you’re ready to tell me.” I smacked his arm lightly. “But if you ditch me to watch porn with whatever roommate you’re living with again, I’m going to top your ass.”
Oliver would have a thirst for blood after this. He needed it to fully unwind, and honestly, I wanted some too.
Who is this person? I’d be meeting them eventually, one way or another.
I never really knew where I stood with her. I owed her a lot, and while she could come off as cold and uncaring, which she mostly was, I knew that she at least had a tiny soft spot for me. “I’ll do everything in my power to take care of this for you.”
Maeve had been married numerous times, that much I knew, and each of her husbands had mysteriously vanished or died. A black widow after my own heart.
