Page 51 of Mafie Trials

We get back to the estate right when my phone dings with a message just as I walk in the doors.

Unicorn: Lev is setting up a movie with popcorn. Want to come with me?

I grin and head straight to her room without responding. I have the bag in hand but stop to grab a pen from the open study and put a note on the tag just for her. I want her to know I heard her and respect her choice.

Chapter 21

We need something exciting. Evie has this permanent line of worry and frustration on her face I’m afraid I’ll never see melt away. She sleeps with Damien and me, but nothing has happened between any of us since that man broke into her room, and it’s been three days. Alexi is stressed trying to come up with a plan his father will approve of and with Christmas coming up, I can’t bear for this to go on any longer. So, I’ve enlisted Damien to help me come up with ideas, but that’s been chaos from the start.

“What if we surprised her with an orgy?” He waggles his brows. “I could get us all stockings to cover our cocks, and we could take turns making her come while she calls us Santa.”

He bounces in his seat with excitement as I look at him over my computer with a smile mixed with irritation. While he can be hilarious, he’s also fucking insane.

“Orgasms aren’t a present, D. She gets those for free. I want to do something fun to help her get out of her head for longer than thirty minutes.”

“Then we make it last longer than thirty minutes,” he says, shrugging his shoulders like it’s the most simple explanation in the world.

“D, come on, please take this seriously.” I click on the app that opens up Evie’s phone history. I don’t usually invade her privacy, but since it’s in the interest of trying to figure out a gift for her for Christmas, I convince myself it’s okay. I’d like to think I’m not as possessive as Alexi, but it’s more likely I’m just much better at hiding it.

I scroll through her history and ignore her messages, feeling like that crosses a line. I look through the apps she’s used most frequently, hoping to find something on Amazon. I’m surprised to see she downloaded a kink app and has just finished a list of her limits and interests as well as many other sorts of lists the app suggests. She’s even watched videos and read in-depth about things I know are on Alexi’s list. Sure enough, I see he sent her his and suggested the app.

I won’t read her list until she sends it to me, but I pull out my phone and shoot her the file of mine that I recently sent Damien.

“Hey, have you sent her your list yet?”

Damien pulls out his phone frantically. “Fuck, is that why she’s been passing out cold and not fucking us?”

I see when his message pops up on her phone. A few minutes later, she pulls up hers but pauses. She could be busy talking or something, but I have a feeling she’s sitting there debating on sending it to us.

Maybe she’s into some kinky shit she’s afraid to send?I shoot her a text, hoping it doesn’t give away that I’m snooping right now. I’ll tell her about it later and swear to never use it again after Christmas. I just want to know what she wants.

Lev: You could be against all of this and you’d still be mine. These lists don’t change anything.

She doesn't respond for a minute, then I watch as our brave girl pulls up the documents and hits send.

Such a good girl.

“So, are you rethinking the orgy idea?” Damien asks as I continue to click around. I see she’s downloaded this app called Pinterest and has been scrolling through tattoo ideas. My lips curve up at that. She’s also saved a bunch of very sassy, very sarcastic shirts she must like the idea of.

And just like that, an idea comes to mind.

“Maybe after, but for now I think I have something in mind. Come on.”

He gets up and follows me, a huge grin on my face thinking of what my Lucky Charm will say when she sees what I’ve got planned.

???

Alexi was tasked with distracting Evie. He assured me that he’ll keep her busy while D and I set everything up. We string fairy lights all around the theater by the pool house and get all the snacks together since we know our girl loves to eat. The popcorn machine has just finished filling up, making the room smell like an actual movie theater. I set out a few drinks for everyone, but my anxiety is high because I don’t want D to feel tempted or left out. I also don’t want to baby him.

He glances at the bottles as I set them up but makes no comment or move towards them. All of my muscles are stiff as I start setting up pillows and fuzzy blankets on the large couches that could be mistaken for beds. Unable to make eye contact with him or look up to see if he’s considering a drink I force myself to keep my hands busy.

“You don’t have to worry, Lev,” Damien says, crowding me from behind. “It doesn’t tempt me anymore. I know that I’m better than my father. I don’t need to drown anything out because I have everything I could ever need right here.”

His arm wraps around my front while the heat of his breath grazes my neck.

“I don’t want it to not tempt you only when things are good though.” The confession hurts to get out. Ever since I watched the light fade from his eyes, when we left that suite with Evie behind us, I’m afraid that the next time shit goes down he’s going to lose it again.

“I’m working on it. I’m learning who I can trust and lean on. I won’t promise you things I can’t keep, so instead I’ll promise that the next time I feel that way, I’ll talk about it first.”

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