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I flick up his call and open the app, searching for the name. Clicking on oli.vis, I see one new post already: a message chain of him pestering a girl, her picture and handle blurred out. Even when they say no, I keep going, as the caption.

The next is another message chain, a grainy dick pick in this one. They say they don’t want to see it, but I send it anyway is typed now.

“Oh, my gosh!” a scream comes from downstairs.

I smile, flicking back to see Rain. “Thank you.”

His face lights with a soft smile. “Of course, baby. Whenever you want him dead, just let me know, and I'll take care of it.”

“Rome!” Kilah yells at my door.

“Don’t you dare hang up,” Rain says through gritted teeth.

Satisfied, I put an earbud in my ear, plug in the cord, and slide my phone into my pocket. “Can you hear me?”

He groans. “I love your voice.”

Wiping the smile from my face, I open the door. “Look!” Kilah shouts, shoving her phone in my face.

I flick through the posts, the last, a grainy, naked, full body pic. Caption: I won’t stop until I’ve fucked every bitch in London.

“Everyone’s sending it to each other.” Kilah points to the phone. “Even if he deletes them, Indie and I have them screenshot.”

“Smart girl,” Rain muses.

“Good, K. He deserves to feel like shit.”

She takes the phone, looking nervously through her lashes. “This was you?”

“And if it was?”

Her lips purse, and she wraps her arms around me. “Thanks, Rome.”

“Love you, K.”

“Love you, too.”

“Kilah!” Indie shouts. “He posted another. I need to know if it’s you!”

Kilah steps back, turning toward the stairs.

“Did she eat?” I ask.

She nods, that brighter energy already returning. “Another three slices.”

“Good. Go get ready for bed. Are you sure you don’t want my room? I’ll sleep on the—”

“No. Indie and I don’t see each other much anymore. We’re happy to sleep together.” Her hair whips behind her as she races back downstairs.

I take out my phone and close the door. Rain flashes a smile, and my dick jumps.

Bloody hell.

Chapter nineteen

RAIN

“Do I get compensation for my efforts?” I tease.