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Her eyes land on me. I have no words. No words to express my love for her. I’m a lawyer, for fuck’s sake. I should always have words. She’s the best thing to happen to us, ever. I don’t need her to say anything to me, she’s said enough. She’s got Kai and Logan, and I don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.

“Orion.”

“Shh. There’s no need to say anything.”

“I want to. What you do to me, Orion, is free me up from my jail. My curse. My ever-recording mind that I couldn’t ever stop unless I was drugged. Your way is my way.”

This is a moment where the penny drops for me. Nothing can ever be the same again. I love her.

The water level coming up to her breasts reminds me to turn the faucet off. After I do, I take her hand and kiss it. “I know. But please, please, no more surprises.”

She nods.

CHAPTER 17

MAISY

My body is sore. I have the word ‘slut’ marked on my ass and it fucking hurts each time I move. A reminder of what went on, which, if someone asked, I wouldn’t be able to put into words. I was sucked into a vortex of hedonism, that’s what it was. Orion, Kai, and Logan sent me to heaven instead of punishing me. Or so I think. I experienced it as an absolute nirvana, and I’m not sure if it’s because I smoked dope for two weeks straight, or because they know I’m a perverted, deviant, sex-deprived girl, or maybe they did it on purpose, because what happened last night is so deeply engrained in me that I crave more of it every time I think of it. They’ve got me hooked on endorphins I cannot say no to.

I’m forever grateful they took me back. The pain of being away from them was unbearable. It’s not that I wouldn’t survive on my own–it’s just that I disappointed them, that’s what got to me. I’d endure anything to redeem myself. But I don’t know… This didn’t feel like penance, but the discovery of a newfound thirst I can never quench.

Huh. Last night at Kirstie’s, I’m trying to remember if I’ve always been predisposed to getting raped, or did that happen after my life got tangled up with the dark lives of three New York mafia heads?

Either way, watching Orion killing those frat fuckers felt good. Even though I was scared, it’s fucking great seeing people get what they deserve.

I turn over in bed, and the pain in my ass cheek shoots directly to my brain. I frown and open my eyes. I remember getting dressed for bed in a cami top and black lace panties, and Logan spreading some kind of ointment on the broken skin of my butt.

I spot the tray of food next to me. Now that I can see it, the smell of toast and eggs suddenly fills the room and makes my stomach growl. God knows I haven’t eaten properly in days.

I stretch out my arms, content to be back in my sanctuary. I sit up and lift the tray of food onto my bed, immediately stuffing a loaded forkful into my mouth. I’m famished.

The orange juice tastes like the oranges have been freshly picked and squeezed mere moments ago. I gulp it all down in one go, freshening my mouth.

Without anyone here to see me I’m free to pig out, but as I get started I suddenly look up. A small hand is pushing the door open, and Mya’s cute face makes an appearance.

“Oh, it’s you! Come in. Join me.” I don’t stop eating. As long as there’s food on my tray, I’ll be eating.

She closes the door softly and walks up to me, her eyes getting bigger as she draws closer. She looks petrified.

“Are you okay? Is everything alright? What happened?”

She looks back at the door, then her eyes roam around the room like she’s searching for a place to hide. I hear Lisa calling her from outside.

“Quick, get in the closet,” I tell Mya. “I won’t tell her where you are.”

Mya jumps inside and closes the door behind her just in time before Lisa walks in.

“Maisy, I didn’t know you were back!” She looks shocked to see me. “I’m so sorry for barging in on you like this.”

“It’s fine.” I wave it off and take another big bite of toast.

“I was looking for Mya, as she’s been coming in here while you were gone. Have you seen her?”

“Um, no,” I gesture silently toward the closet. “Why are you looking for her?”

Lisa’s eyes widen and she nods. “Oh. Um, my uncles are coming in ten minutes and Orion told me to get Mya and stay in my room. He doesn’t want us downstairs when they visit. It’s… It’s complicated.”

Shit. Ten minutes?

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