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“He was different then. The same boss, but his spirit was different. He’s not as … what he might seem. I think you might see that for yourself too.” The way she looks at me now tells me she knows what I feel. There’s a twinkle in her eyes that’s a tell of what she’s thinking.

It’s almost like I got a part of that someone I was dying to talk to, even if I can’t say much.

“Yeah,” I agree.

She rises to her feet. “Drink your juice. I won’t take up your time. I’ll be tending to the baby. Call me if you need to.”

I nod.

When she leaves, I take a sip of my drink and a few moments to think. I can tell that Vincent was different when he had his wife. Maybe I get pieces of that man too in the times when I see desire in his eyes for me.

But do I want that?

That’s not a question I should entertain. At the same time, I can’t stop it from entering my mind.

I’m going to The Dark Odyssey again tonight.

Will we have another fantasy?

If we do, I hope I’ll have the strength to leave it because last week was hard.

Chapter Twenty-One

Ava

Tony, the same guy from last week, escorts me into the elevator, and we go up to the fourth floor once again.

I don’t see the acrobats this time as we go up.

Tony leads me around to the sofa area of the lounge. It’s past the bar.

Shock takes me when my gaze lands on a row of cubicles on the opposite side of the hall. Inside are different variations of couples having group sex. This doesn’t look that much different from the orgy room and leaves my skin blazing with heat.

“The boss will join you here in a few minutes,” Tony says with a curt nod.

I open my mouth to answer but find I can’t. He seems to understand my shock and chuckles as he walks away.

Curiosity beckons me to stare and I find myself looking on at the sinful scene before me.

I walk up to the balcony and watch the foursome in my line of sight. Two men and two women. They’re each paired together fucking recklessly. The women are on their hands and knees on the padded floor while the men pound into them from behind. All look like they’re having the best time of their lives.

My lips part, but my mouth waters with arousal when they stop and move to the sofa area, where one of the guys sits down and the blonde woman straddles him, Then the other guy gets behind her and plunges into her ass. While the two men start fucking her, the dark-haired woman takes her place beside them and moves in to suck the woman’s breasts as she waits her turn. There have been many things to shock me this past week. This can go right up there with them.

I’m surprised that I can watch like this and allow myself to give in to the curiosity of sexual distraction. Maybe it was the years of therapy I underwent after Russia that desensitized my mind.

Whatever it was worked in some kind of way because I’m definitely aroused and … I can understand the fun.

“Have you ever done that before?”

I jump at the sound of his voice so close to my ear. I turn quickly to find Vincent standing behind me. That look of fascination sparks in his eyes. He’s had a haircut and looks sharper. It’s more like a faux hawk now that accentuates the angles of his high cheekbones.

The corners of his mouth slide into an easy grin. “You gonna continue to ogle me, or you gonna answer the question?” he asks.

“What?” I blink, focus, then remember the question. As I do, my cheeks flush.Have I ever done that before?“No,” I reply quickly and frown like he’s just insulted me. My answer makes him laugh. “Have you?”

“Yes.”

I swallow hard and am grateful for the subtle light because I’m blushing uncontrollably. I don’t know why I’m surprised. This must be normal for him. But what if he brought me here to share me with some man? I wouldn’t know what to do.

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