Page 87 of Orion Ruined

“I’ll join you,” I say. I’m sleeping with her too. “Orion?”

“You think I’m letting you hog her? No way. But you’ll sleep on the floor. Give her space in the bed.”

“I bet you’ll sleep in the bed with her,” Kai mutters.

“Last time I checked, that bed was mine. But no, I’ll just wish her goodnight. And make sure you stay on the floor,” Orion laughs.

ORION

The fuckers insisted on sleeping in Maisy’s room, but they get the floor. I got them pillows, at least, but fuck me, right now all I can hear in the darkness are their low rumbles as they sleep.

I lie next to Maisy and stroke her face. I should be angry at her for leaving on her own, and I am. But looking at her sleeping gives me hope that there could be peace in this volatile world of ours, and everything lightens.

“Mmm, Orion,” she murmurs, and snuggles closer. I pull her to my chest. Her skimpy dress is still on, so she’s practically naked as I pull the blanket over her body. This tiny woman has invaded my mind; she’s all I think about, day and night. She’s a worthy opponent, too. Maybe that’s why I’m so obsessed with her.

Sleep evades me. Instead, I stare into the darkness, my thoughts saturated with what’s coming next now that we have her video. Will she leave? Has she had enough of us? How can I reprimand her for leaving? Losing her is not an option. Not for Kai, Logan, or even me. She’s still to serve the Cartes. But wouldn’t that be forcing her, just like before, into working for the mob? And then we’d be no better than Milan.

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I never intended to fall asleep in Maisy’s bed, but I guess I did, and now with the sun so bright, I’m up very early. The sun, as well as my unrelenting cock, where all my blood cells gather each morning for a meeting. This is the reason why my bedroom’s preferred. My dark curtains keep me shrouded in darkness and my cock is duped into thinking it’s not yet time for that meeting.

My eyes land on Maisy. She’s pushed her ass against me and I’m spooning her, my arm draped over her waist. My shirt’s crinkled and my pants have seen better days. My cock is up-close and personal with her ass. I stroke it once, then push it down. Now’s not the time. She’s asleep, as everyone else is. Although, thinking about Maisy’s video, I want to wake everyone up.

I check my watch. She’s slept ten hours. An executive decision is made. That’s enough sleep for her. “Psst, Maisy,” I whisper. “Hey, beautiful.”

“Mmm, I’m tired,” she mumbles, and opens her eyes, drawing me into the abyss of those dark irises I’m willing to die for. Then she smiles and turns to me to snuggle against my chest, just like last night.

“Maisy, we have news for you.”

“What news?” She asks with her eyes closed.

I can feel her warm breath through my shirt. I speak louder. “Logan, Kai, you up?”

Maisy opens her eyes again. She seems alarmed, and regards me from the cocoon of my arms. “They’re here?”

Kai and Logan mutter something, enough for me to proceed.

“Do you think Maisy would like to hear our news?”

Maisy’s eyes search for Kai and Logan and find them on the floor. She sits up abruptly. “Logan? What’s going on?” Her voice is trembling. She must be remembering what transpired yesterday.

“Hey, Maisy,” Logan yawns, and gets up to sit on the bed next to her.

She’s about to say something, but Kai interrupts.

“Hey, baby girl, you’re forgetting about me?”

“Of course not, Kai. Come here.”

The love she has for us is something none of us have seen. Maybe that’s another reason why we’re so infatuated.

I sit up too, to admonish them. “Ahem! Have you all forgotten that she got in a shitload of trouble yesterday?” We got her video, but we’re also mad at her for leaving. She’d have ended up with a few more movies on her resume had Logan not found her.

“You must’ve forgotten, because last time I checked you held her all night and cooed ‘Wake up, beautiful’ in the morning,” Kai fires back.

I deserve every bit of his ridicule.

Logan stifles a laugh. I turn to him, then Kai, ignoring the jibe. “Kai, don’t get on the bed. Everyone up. I’ll make the coffee.”