Page 12 of Orion Ruined

“Why?”

“While I worked for Jerry I saw loads of documents, both legal and illegal. And when they found out about my… my…” She regards the three of us like she’s waiting on something, maybe to see if we know something, but we just stare at her impatiently. “My photographic memory. They know I still have them in my head.”

“Photographic memory?” Logan’s eyebrows shoot up. “Like some sort of live database?”

“Anything I lay my eyes on, I remember. That’s how I knew this house belonged to you, Orion.”

“It’s O-RYON,” he snaps.

I’m confused. “Wait, you saw Orion’s address in Milan’s documents?”

“Yes.”

“What about us?”

“There are many Logans and Kais that I’ve come across in my twenty years of life. What’s your full name?”

“Kai Delgado.”

“Logan Vitali.”

Her eyebrows lift slowly. She seems to realize who we are, and nods. “Yes, you too.”

“Fuck, man. You are valuable,” I conclude.

“So what, he thought you’d become a whore, and then work for him?” Orion is not letting her forget. “And what would your family say? Surely someone’ll be looking for you?”

“I have no one. He thought he’d punish me first, get me to see what that life’s like before I submit.”

“You ran away, and you came here?” I ask her.

“I saw Camila, and… um, I knew of her. Um…” She takes a deep breath and exhales. She looks at us as though she’s letting us in on a big secret. “Over the year I worked for Jerry, apparently I was being filmed in my home and at that time I had a boyfriend. They said they had enough material to produce an adult video. I did things with him that I don’t want anyone to see. And I found out Camila produced the film already.”

The three of us look at each other. My cock twitches at the thought of Maisy in an adult video. But I shake off the idea just as fast. I wouldn’t want to see her with someone else. Knowing me, I’d have to kill them.

“Where is Camila? Did she see me?” she asks.

“No, she didn’t see you,” I say.

Orion is not easing off with the sarcasm. “And then what? Were you going to ask her nicely for the video recording?”

She nods. “If anything like that gets out, I’ll never be able to work as… um, as a schoolteacher.”

“Ha, you want to be a schoolteacher?” Logan laughs.

Her eyes instantly fill with tears again. “You think I can’t?”

“No, no, I didn’t say that. It’s just… What will you teach?”

“I don’t know. I want to help kids. I can make a career out of it.”

“Sure. Sure.”

“Maybe you can help me get the video recording back in exchange for the information I know Milan has on you?” she asks in a small voice. Proposing a deal with the mafia. She’s brave. “If anyone can do that, it’s you.”

Orion narrows his eyes at her, and we all wait on him to speak. It seems he’s not swayed by her full lips and bosoms, not yet. “I’m gonna be straight with you, Maisy. We’re the worst people for you to have gotten involved with.” He observes her closely, no doubt trying to find any sign of treachery. “Although out of the two evils, we’re a touch better than Milan the Dog.”

“What does that mean?” she breathes.

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