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I want to poke and prod. He knows I have more questions. I want to know

who he really is. Gibbs’ words are playing in my mind. It’s unsettling. I hate feeling distrust in any kind of form. I hate it.

“Mark, you better pray there’s nothing more. I hope for your sake there’s nothing more to find,” I say.

His hand tremble, and I almost feel bad for him. It must be some fucked-up shit when you do all he did and can’t remember any of it.Fucking hell.

“Please, don’t take it out on Ava.” His eyes plead with me.

“I won’t.” Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. “She’s paid for enough, don’t you think?”

I rise to my feet as a tear slides down his cheek.

I leave him. There’s nothing more to talk about.

This ends here. I won’t come back again.

We’re done, unless if I find something that will bring me back here.

I left him alive. It’s mercy and compassion.

Even if I don’t feel it.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ava

We’re here again…

At The Dark Odyssey.

My body comes alive with the anticipation of what we’ll be doing tonight. Earlier, Vincent said we’d be doing something adventurous.

We’re in his lounge again. I’ve just arrived, and this time, he was waiting for me. In the periphery of my vision, I can see the couples across from us having sex. However, my focus is on the man before me, who’s looking at me like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.

I believe it when he looks at me like that. It makes me believe he wants me.

Underneath that stare are lust and dark desire that have my head spinning.

Tonight, he wanted me to wear red. Just like that first time, he walks around me, assessing me.

He stops behind me and brings the hem of the slip I’m wearing up to my waist, exposing my ass. I glance over my shoulder at him, and he gazes back with that wild hold that captures me.

I’m a goner when he runs his fingers over my ass. His touch feels so good I don’t quite register or care that he’s not the only one who can see my ass. The bartender and the waitress can see too, but I guess for them this is the norm here.

“Your perfect ass looks good in this color,” Vincent says and makes his way back in front of me. He’s not done, though, with his admiration. Before I can answer, he bends down and rubs his fingers over my pussy lips. “And so does your pussy.”

The flame of vibrancy in his eyes leaves me speechless.

“I’m glad I please you.”

“You do. Come, let’s go play.”

Play…

What will we be doing tonight? We actually didn’t do that much last time in the way of exploring the club. I did my research. Last night, I looked up the club and learned they have all sorts of things here. From themed rooms you can live out any fantasy in to a sex dungeon.

We’re going downstairs in the elevator… Does that mean we’re going somewhere dungeon-like?

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