Page 80 of Orion Ruined

He searches for the file, and cannot find it.

“What about the other Maisys in the system?”

“They’re from a few years back.” He opens the next file and we see a short blond girl. The next one, a redhead. He opens them all, one by one. Our Maisy does not appear again.

“Okay. Thank you.”

“Any time, Logan.”

I exit the archive room with the memory stick in my pocket, and head straight to my penthouse. My impenetrable fort up in the sky. My father was a control freak, he conveniently set up the strip club together with the offices and the studios in the same building as the penthouse. I need to change and wash off the blood before heading to Orion’s.

I still can’t fucking get that she asked me not to tell them. And why I’m even considering it is beyond me. I shouldn’t feel guilty we found her video in my studio.

She came to my club–that’s on her.

We drugged her–that’s on me.

She lied to us about her sister–that’s on her.

We found her video in my studio–that’s on me.

Fuck this! Is there any way out?

ORION

The Cartes are eager to meet Maisy and I don’t like it one bit. I don’t want people looking at her, let along greeting her and shaking her hand. She’s too special for that. I’m wary and extra-vigilant since I told them. No one should dare think of trying their luck with her.

It was easier when no one knew about her, but then again, with Kai being so reactive, this was bound to happen. We wanted him to get back to how he was, to start living again, and now that he has, I remember how uncontrollable and intense his dramas tend to get.

But back then, we didn’t have Maisy. And being addicted to someone like her, I could never imagine not having her in my house again.

Even Lisa likes her, and Lisa never liked any girl I hung around with. She got Maisy’s clothes without argument; I just asked her and she showed up an hour later. And filling my fridge without asking personal questions is unlike her. So she’s on board with Maisy, too.

This morning, she was smiling. There must be some improvement with Mya having gone non-verbal, going by Lisa’s mood, which is a mirror to her soul. She was also singing in the kitchen earlier.

I check myself in the mirror. Tailored three-piece suit, shirt, tie. My lucky rings, bracelets, and a watch. Shiny black shoes. Nothing’s changed in the last half hour. I’ve been fully suited and ready to pick up Maisy for our meeting. Still, with time on my hands, I head to Maisy’s room to check on her. I don’t want her wearing anything too revealing. The Cartes are jackals; they’ll circle around her until one of them takes a bite.

Outside Maisy’s room, I stop and check myself. This is it. Considering all the activities we’ve been doing, I wouldn’t want anything to happen to her.

I knock and don’t wait for her to respond before I enter. “Maisy?”

She’s not here, not even in the bathroom.

I go down to the living room to check if Kai’s seen her. He’s been sleeping all day, not once asking for Maisy, which is good–it means his body can heal. He’s in physical pain and he knows, like a true athlete, he must recuperate. He ate three times today, so he should be getting better by tomorrow.

I enter quietly, and the first thing I see is Maisy’s body, undulating like a goddess. One knee on each side of Kai’s head, her dress pulled up, scrunched between her fingers. Head tilted back, eyes closed, she’s sitting on Kai’s face, rolling her hips as if in slow motion, and moaning quietly. If this isn’t the best sight I’ve ever seen in my life, I don’t know what is.

Kai is downing her arousal, his groans smothered by her cunt as I stand here and watch in awe. I lean against the doorframe, my cock twitching. She’s never sat on my face but when she does, I’ll eat her forever. She tastes so good.

But this vision is different. There’s no sense of urgency like she always has when she’s horny. This is just her, taking her time, enjoying each sound Kai makes.

“Maisy, I hate to stop you from doing this, since you look like a sexual deity, but we got to be out in a half hour, darling,” I say.

She doesn’t respond. Kai just growls louder, taunting me. He knows I wish I was in his place.

She opens her eyes. They’re wanton, no hazel specks visible, just that black abyss I want to dive into. I’ve never before seen them like this, so enthralling. She rolls her hips, smiling seductively at me as she does. “You’re next, Orion.”

That rasp in her voice, I believe her. A true temptress. If I was anyone else, I’d drop everything and wait in line like a puppy with its tongue out and tail wagging. But I’m not. Though my cock wishes I was.

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