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“I’m going to fuck you until you don’t even know his name,” he whispers, guiding my wrist, pressing my fingers in hard against me. I moan and buck up, trying to get more. “Fuck, Olivia-“

He groans and his jeans hit the ground, his boxers following. He’s over me, his hand rucking up my shirt, fingers dragging over my stomach as he presses into my thighs.

I let them slide apart for him, and he kisses the side of my neck, biting there. I cry out, arching into him, his cock sliding into me between my fingers as I hold myself open for him. The sudden flare of anxiety hits me.

He didn’t use a condom, but he kisses me, stealing any protest I could’ve made.

Kai straightens my shirt,and slowly, gently, zips up my jeans.

“You good?” he murmurs. I nod and his arm curls me into him as he walks me to the front door.

“I’ll be fine after a sleep,” I say as he opens it, and turns me so he can kiss me, backing me out into the hall. I sigh into his mouth, his hands warm on me for what feels like forever.

My heels hit the ground, lips tingling from Kai’s final kiss.

“Sleep well,” he says, “alone.” He cocks an eyebrow at me and my cheeks flush.

“Yessir,” I say, teasing him. He shakes his head and closes the door. I breathe out and stay there, still and not sure how to handle the storm of emotion inside my chest.

I lift my head and turn and stop short.

There he stands, leaning against the wall, lips pressed together, eyebrows drawn tight.

“So that’s how it is,” Vince says softly, his expression one of rapt disappointment. “Alright then.”

My heart trembles in my chest and my mouth opens to tell him to wait, that whatever he’s thinking about me is wrong-

But he turns on his heel and stalks off in the opposite direction, as silently as he waited for me.

Fuck.

Fifteen

Olivia

It'sweird to go from having a job to not, to having a stipend and credit cards that aren't going to be declined if I try to use them. And I feel this odd sort of loneliness descending over me. In this big tower, locked up here. Nowhere to go, no friends to see, and three very confusing men keeping secrets that I don't understand and that I want no part of. What I'm going through is possibly the most difficult thing that I've ever felt. Not even losing my parents was as hard as this. There's only so much watching TV and staring out the window that I can do and I don't have any sudden urge to go on an online shopping binge and spend all this money. I feel like it could be yanked away from me at any moment and I guess I need to figure out if I'm going to get a bank account that nobody knows about and squirrel away some of it, just in case they do decide that this is wrong and that I'm not going to get a stipend after all. All that back pay, all of it. So, the loneliness is a little bit much and I wonder if I should start exploring the tower. Not the office space, or the shops down below where Nora is probably slaving away in the coffee shop, but the common area, I was told there's a kitchen that we can all use, and even a media center and home gym. I guess whoever built this building really intended it to have the people running it living in it. Talk about lack of work/life balance. So after a pep talk with Toby, I sneak out of my apartment feeling like I'm an intruder.

The common area is three floors down and the elevator opens on a beautiful space that looks more like it would be in a high end apartment complex than an office building. The kitchen is definitely meant for group meals, with a big six burner gas stove and what looks like a commercial fridge. I take a look inside, and I'm surprised but also not to see that it's filled with food. Do they lack for nothing here? Who's eating this? It doesn't look like anything's been touched.

"Checking out the goods?" Vince asks, and I let the door to the fridge slammed shut in surprise.

He's leaning against the kitchen island, one hand braced on it and he looks, I don't know, smug like he's caught me doing something wrong, like last night when he saw me leaving Kai's apartment.

"What?" I asked defensively.

He shrugs. "It don't make sense," he says.

"What?" I ask.

"I know what Kai did to you that night at the show."

His words warp in my ear and I feel like for a moment darkness is crawling around me.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I say.

He laughs quietly under his breath, "Princess, please."

I bristle at the nickname.

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