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I kept quiet though, because maybe I could act as if I had no idea what he was talking about and turn this whole thing around.

I was uncomfortable, but he wouldn’t leave until he had his answers.

Riggs was also still acting like he had no clue what his brother was talking about. “What are you trying to say, Marcus?”

“I’m saying that I didn’t realize I had been talking to her, even taught her a few things. And now I also realized that she’s fucking my brother.”

There it was.

Straight forward and with no warning.

“Strange seeing you without that ski mask,Dove.”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at the dramatics he was bringing to the table. This wasn’t necessary, and he could’ve just moved on.

Riggs tensed, and I placed a hand on his back with a heavy sigh. “I’ll talk to him,” I said, but he didn’t feel like letting me discuss this with Marcus.

“What she did on that webcam is in the past, Marcus. There’s no reason for you to be here.”

“There isn’t? Don’t you think it would’ve been appropriate for either of you to let me know? Surely, you knew who I was,” he said, staring straight back into my eyes.

So he must’ve put all the puzzle pieces together. My eyes, maybe even lips, my voice…

“What we did was purely platonic, Marcus, and you know that.”

“It isn’t anymore,” he stated, holding out his hands on his sides. “Not sure how you’re okay with this, but doesn’t it bother you that I’ve seen her naked before you ever did?” he asked Riggs who easily towered over his brother.

Still…Marcus wasn’t letting go of this.

“You really should go,” Riggs replied, already having enough of his bullshit.

“Jesus, how was I so damn blind? Look at you,” he laughed, his eyes back on mine. “Had I seen that face while you were fucking yourself with that dildo, I think I would’ve done far more than just drink my own piss and cum for you.”

As frustrated as he was about this, I couldn’t say or do anything to stop him from talking and including all those details for Riggs to hear.

“Shit, do you take double as much for him to fuck you in real life?”

That was what pushed Riggs over the edge, and I hadn’t even noticed his fists on his sides.

I wasn’t a whore who got paid to have sex, no matter what I did on that webcam.

“Leave,” Riggs spat.

He wouldn’t hurt his brother, and Marcus was lucky Riggs wasn’t an aggressive person when it came to conflicts like this.

Yet I was scared it would all turn into a fist fight I couldn’t break up.

“I wanna fuck her too. I’ve been wanting to ever since she showed me that pink pussy on the webcam.”

Shivers moved down my spine, making me want to turn around and run away so I couldn’t hear him anymore.

“Don’t fucking talk about her like that. Leave, Marcus!”

I wrapped my hands around Riggs’s upper arm, making sure he wouldn’t take a swing at Marcus.

“I bet you talk to her like that, don’t you?”

“LEAVE!”

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