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"Ye—ye?—”

Grabbing a washcloth from the shower, I hauled him to his feet. "Put this in your mouth."

"Why?" He sobbed, “Please. I have a wife. Kids.”

“All the sudden your wife and kids are important to you?”

“Please,” he begged. “I swear, I’ll talk to Maxon. Convince him to work with you.”

“Put this in your mouth,” I repeated, shoving it in there myself, “you're not going to like what comes next. Plus we don't want Maya or the kids to hear you."

“Nonononono…”

Grabbing his wrist, I slammed it onto the toilet seat, holding it firmly in place. "Now, you're going to do exactly as I say, you understand?"

He nodded, his eyes wide. "Ples,” his reply muffled.

Gripping his wrist, I retrieved my knife. I hadn't planned for this tonight, so I had to make do without my garden snippers.

“It’s not right to take advantage of desperate girls. So I'm going to teach you a lesson. And you're going to be a good boy and take it, do you understand?"

He sat there, shaking.

"Nod your head," I instructed, "tell me you understand."

He shook his head vigorously, “Yeth, sir. I understmph.”

"Good. Now, bite down hard."

It happened quickly. The top of his finger dropped into the toilet. Crimson red spilled and spread.

His muffled scream was satisfying. He fucking touched her.

I waited patiently until he was only breathing heavily. Then, “Know this, the only reason you’re still alive is because you backed off once you knew who she was. But if you ever touch her again, your children will need a new mommy and daddy. Is that clear?”

“Yes,” he moaned, the washcloth dropping to the toilet.

I stroked his head, the knife still clutched in my hand, moving his sweating bangs from his face. “You're going to call Summer. Apologize for your terrible behavior. Ask her how much she needs. Then I will give you that exact amount. Her name will never go in the system. You will take every cent I give you, and pass it along to her. And when she tries to pay it back, you're going to find a way to deny her. You understand?"

He nodded, clutching his bleeding finger to his chest. His face was pale, sweat dripping. He looked like he was going to pass out.

I slapped his face to wake him up. “If I discover that you took a single penny from that money, I will kill you in front of your wife and children. Say you understand."

"I understand," he nodded again, “but she doesn't need it."

I grabbed him by the neck, shaking him. "What do you mean?"

"We got the list today," his teeth clattered I was shaking him so hard. "He-her name was on it." His green eyes blinked sleepily, his blood making the tile below slippery.

“What list?" I snapped.

"The list of names we aren't allowed to touch. The Magnolia sends it out weekly.”

“What does that mean?” I roared.

“She signed the contract with the Magnolia yesterday."

Fuck! How the hell did this happen? I'd taken care of everything for her.

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