Page 36 of Fixation of the Mind

Fuck that! I had no idea what he was planning, but I wasn’t about to let an opportunity to be with Rin go to waste.

I had been so careful, trying not to be too clingy, trying to respect boundaries, since she had firsthand witnessed how not good we were at that. I kept telling myself that as long as she was still in the house, I could handle it. I could deal with this gnawing need that she had awoken inside me after the dressing room… but I lied. I like super lied.

The need constantly pulsed along my skin, pumping to the rhythm of her name. Sitting next to her at mealtimes wasn’t enough. Even going to my shrine and sleeping with my Rin pillow wasn't taking off the edge. No, now that I’d had the real thing, everything else felt false, fake, a pill that was much too bitter to swallow after the sugary liquid I’d had before.

Another ding hit my phone, and I swerved. Right there was a picture of her panties laid out on his desk. Another ding.

Rion: Guess who needs you…

I bit my lip and tried to focus on the road in front of me, but it was hard when seething jealousy and ravenous hunger were battling for control inside of me. My fingers flew across my phone.

Ravi: Fuck you

Ravi: Also, deal

My tires squealed as I made a very questionable turn. I might or might not have gone up the sidewalk, but that was neither here nor there. I didn't run anyone over… at least I didn’t think I had.

Turning into the parking lot, I saw Rion’s car and knew my love was inside. My mind raced with how I was going to do this. It wasn't like Rion had given me any stipulations. I could grab her from behind, haul her over my shoulder, and take her to some secluded spot. Maybe I should pretend to bump into her, sit down, and chat for a bit before I convinced her to get in my car. With the windows blacked out, everyone would simply see the car rocking and rolling.

There were just so many possibilities.

I could take my time and make it sweet. I could feel her out and see if Rion had left her hanging. Maybe she needed some sweet release now. He was a dick like that, so I wouldn't put it past him.

I still didn't understand how Roux, out of the three of us, had gotten her to cave to her needs first, but she was smart. She knew that in order to survive, she needed us, but that didn't mean she would fully take us back. I was completely prepared to grovel once I got my one-on-one time with her, and still would, but if Rin let go and shoved her hurt aside for the moment, wanting to feel good, I could make that happen.

Opening the shop door, I waltzed in, smiling as soon as I found my love. She was already ordering, looking absolutely stunning in her black skirt and white shirt combo. Knowing that she wasn't wearing any panties made me want to bend down behind her and sink my teeth in… until I caught sight of that stupid fucking bitter bean dealer looking at Rin like she was a snack he wanted to take a bite out of. Why were those fucking shit-stained bean pushers always trying to fuck my Rin?!

The whole shop disappeared from my vision as it clouded over with a red haze of hate. My ears pounded like a war drum, ready to walk up to the counter, grab him by the head, and smash his face into the counter over and over. Yeah. I liked that. That seemed appropriate.

Just when I took a jerky step in their direction, she turned and quickly walked away like her ass was on fire. The green-apron-wearing dick looked after her, his face falling with her obvious rejection, and the corners of my mouth lifted.

She disappeared into the bathroom, so I changed directions, going straight to my love to tell her that she had done a wonderful job of letting that idiot down. Next time, however, I would like to see her punch him in the face. Better yet, I’d like her to let me punch them in the face.

After quietly opening the door, I closed it just as gently and locked it. I didn't want anyone to be around my love right now, especially while she was going commando. Nope. That just didn't sit well with me now that I’d witnessed the lust from that jitter juice pusher.

Rin ran out of the stall, smacking right into me. Her sweet rosy scent filled my nose, and it took all of my power not to dive into her neck, slumping my whole body onto hers just to be enveloped by her. Fuck, I thought I was going crazy.

“Ravi!?” Her voice went up an octave, and a mixture of surprise and relief crossed her face before she looked over my shoulder. “W-w-whaaat—”

Her voice cut off when her body stilled, mouth open with eyes closed, her hands clutching me like a lifeline. I was about to freak the fuck out until I noticed her panting. Her body sagged against me, and she let out a sigh against my chest.

Lifting her chin, I scanned her face. Her cheeks were flushed and eyes half hooded like she had just done something naughty. I thought back to the texts, and something clicked. Rion, you sly motherfucker.

Still slumped in my arms, trying to catch her breath, I kept my grip on her and carefully placed my phone on the top of the paper towel dispenser. The camera was facing outward. There, you fucker. That's all you get from me. Turning my attention to Rin, I set her on the counter between the two sinks.

“Are you okay, Rin?” I asked innocently, trying my hardest not to let on that I knew exactly what the problem was.

She looked up at me, biting the side of lip before she said, “Rion’s punishing me.”

I gasped, opening my mouth wide. “What? Why would he do that, love?”

Her eyes darted to the side as her neck took on a fresh hue of pink. “I may have said something I shouldn’t, and now I’m here…”

Furrowing my brows, I lifted a finger to my lips. “He sent you here? But that doesn't seem much like a punishment. Is there something you aren't telling me?” When she began squirming in her seat, I covered my mouth with my hand, desperately trying not to laugh.

Her lips rolled into her mouth before she fisted her hands and looked at the floor, mumbling words I couldn't hear.

“What was that?”

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