Page 12 of Cyber Revenge

I nearly come without touching myself.

Patrick’s still in the picture. Playing it cool. Charming. Manipulative.

I watch him like I have been. But now, through Lydia.

I knew his voice before I heard it.

He hasn’t changed much.

Still smooth. Still pretty. Still dangerous in a way that smells like bleach and a locked room.

We’d run in the same underground circles a few years back, work that never made it onto resumes. Shit that lived between wars and contracts. He likes to play innocent now. Pretend he was just security for rich assholes.

But I’d seen what he did when no one was watching.

And now, he’s watchingher.

Lydia has no idea who she’s pulled into her orbit.

But I do.

And that’s why I won’t let her go.

Not just because I want her.

Because Iknowwhat he wants, too.

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LYDIA

Iplop down on my bed, exhausted from momming all day. My back and feet are both so sore, and my brain is tired and drained from all the homework help. I didn’t realize having a kid meant I had to do math again. Reaching for my phone, I scroll, looking for my favorite guilty pleasure after bedtime.

There he is. Tall, masked, hot as fuck. My heart rate picks up seeing him on my screen. I know the video is for me.

He doesn’t say my name. He doesn’t have to.

The way he stands, shirtless, tattoos crawling across his chest, breathing steady and controlled behind that black tactical mask, everything about it screamsTrip.

The voice seals it.

Deep. Gravel and smoke. A threat disguised as a promise.

“I don’t care who else you talk to. Who else you let touch you. Just know this, when I want you, I won’t ask. I’ll take.”

I swear I almost come just hearing it.

The comments are a mess, thirsty girls, mask chasers, roleplay junkies. None of them knows it’s for me. But I do. And that knowledge makes it feel ten times dirtier.

Trip is quiet in game lobbies. Focused. Calculated.

But this… This is possession.

I’m dripping before I even touch myself.

I set up the camera at the edge of my bed, angled to capture everything. I’d done this before, teased and tormented subscribers on my spicy page, always just enough to leave them begging.

But this isn’t for strangers.

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