Page 87 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

“Who? Princess, what the fuck is going on?”

“Kurt. It’s Kurt. That’s Rick’s man. The one who helped take me. He put cameras up in my flat, Aiden. Oh my god… That’s how he knew about our sex life. Oh my fucking god, he recorded what you did to me. Oh, oh, oh god, no.”

My whole fucking world crumbled before my eyes. Rick had a fucking sex tape of me and Aiden. And it wasn’t just any old sex, it was the night he’d put me in that harness and punished me.

I watched Kurt walk around the rest of the flat and take more cameras down. They must not fucking know I already had cameras everywhere. The footage it recorded was stored in the panic room and I’d deleted the evidence of all our sexcapades from it already.

“What do you mean Rick’s man?”

“Kurt, the bald head guy. He’s Rick’s man. This makes so much sense now. Everything he said to me that day. That’s how come he knew so much. Those cameras, that means he saw us… together.”

I felt sick to my stomach. My husband’s father had seen everything. All of me at one of the most vulnerable moments I shared with Aiden. I’d been completely at his mercy. I didn’t want anyone intruding on that memory. Now it just felt tainted.

“Fuck. Fuck. That cunt. I’m going to fucking kill him.”

I was glad he was just as angry about it as I was, but we couldn’t afford to take out Rick. Not when he was the only one who could tell us who murdered Lizzie. Unless he was lying. He could be. Except I had a feeling he wasn’t.

I watched Kurt carefully put everything back in place which he’d moved, stuff all the cameras into the bag he’d brought with him and slip out of the flat.

“He’s gone. Aiden… I… I need you here.”

I heard a door slam through the phone.

“I’m coming right now. Stay in the panic room until I get there, okay? I’ll text you. Fuck. This is a fucking nightmare.”

“I can’t believe it. I wouldn’t have cared if it had been any other time, well I would’ve, but that was…”

“I know, princess. Fuck. I warned you he was dangerous. Fuck and now we fucking well have to see him this evening.”

That was the absolute worst part. How the fuck were we going to get through this dinner without Aiden going off the deep end at him over this? And I wanted to have a go at him too.

“I was dreading it earlier and now I definitely don’t want to go.”

“We’ll talk about it when I get there, okay? I’ve got to get in the car.”

“Okay. I love you.”

“Me too.”

He hung up. I sat back, staring at the screens. What a fucking mess we were in. This changed a heck of a lot of things. I’d already been suspicious of what Rick knew and now I was sure. He had to know it was Aiden who killed my parents. What I didn’t know was why he hadn’t said anything about it. Why had he kept this a secret? Surely if he was friends with my granddad and perhaps my father, then he’d have a reason to turn Aiden in. Except I wasn’t so sure he was a fan of my father. And it couldn’t just be fatherly love he felt towards Aiden either.

I wasn’t certain of anything at all when it came to Rick Morgan and his motivations. I was dreading finding out what he meant by telling us everything.

There was no doubt in my mind.

This would shake up the foundations of everything Aiden and I thought we knew.

And we weren’t prepared for it.

Not one bit.

Not at all.

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