Page 78 of Empowered
Not when that tape is on porn sites for the rest of time, dumbass.Sarah had never done professional sex work before, yet she would soon have her own porn star profile on so many of those sites.I wonder how long it will take for more videos I didn’t know about to surface.Angel was a fucking idiot when it came to her privacy once the fun started.
No… I am. I need to take responsibility for this.
But how could she, when she looked into those eyes identical to her own?
It was the heartbreak and disbelief all over again. It was the same face Nigel made when he found out that his sister was pregnant with their boss’s father’s child. The same look when he found out about the miscarriage. Later, she realized it was the same face he must have made when he found out the truth about her miscarriage.
That look that said he feared for his sister’s safety. And her honor.
“I’m sorry, Nigel.” Her strength left her. She sank onto her bed, arms drooping between her legs and head hanging in the sudden influx of shame consuming her. Until that moment, until she saw Nigel rush into her room, she hadn’t felt a true ounce of shame.
Now it was all she could feel.
“What the fuck have you been doing?”
“Going out. Doing whatever.”
“Those trips to New York… I thought you were seeing a sugar daddy or something.”
“No. I was going to that sex club.” She didn’t have to specify which one.
“Why?”
“Because…” Why? Why did she do it? Why did she dress up as someone else and go seduce the first man who would have her? Oftentimes it didn’t matter if they were hot or not. It didn’t matter if they were actually rich or there by some stroke of luck. Didn’t even matter if they lied to her about anything. “Because I’m fucked up.”
He sat down next to her, but did not touch her.
“Did you watch the video?”
“No! Bad enough knowing that it exists… seeing stills on the internet… fuck.”
“I was gangbanged by four businessmen. Guess not a lot of women can say that.”
‘Why are you telling me that?”
“Because I can’t help myself now.”
“Does Lucas know about that shit?”
“It’s how we met, Nigel.” Sarah almost couldn’t believe it, really. “We met at that club.”
“Where you…”
“Yup. We had no idea who the other person was. Quite the shock when he showed up at work the following Monday.”
“Jesus.”
If Sarah closed her eyes, she could hear Lucas out in the living room barking orders to his publicist. Both of them, the American one and the Danish one.I so rarely get to hear him speak Danish.She couldn’t enjoy it now. He sounded so angry, so on the warpath that she couldn’t bear to listen to whatever he snarled into his phone.
On her behalf. Yes, this was clearly a target against him, but he was doing this forher.
Nigel took her hand on top of the bed. “You gonna be the one to call Mum back first, or do I have those honors?”
“What do you mean call herback?”
That’s when Sarah checked her phone again. Sure enough, five missed calls within the last hour from Elizabeth Brown-Clayborn. Sarah didn’t bother to listen to the voicemails. Like she could sense her brother’s thoughts and feelings, she could clearly hear her mother’s exasperated ire from hundreds of miles away.
