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Blais leans over and whispers in my ear, “You’re only our whore, darling. That tight pussy is ours.” A shiver runs down my spine right to my core. That shouldn’t be hot. I should be appalled, but I’m turned on by the thought of giving all three of them my body.
Pushing off Blais’ comment, I try to focus on Ace. “Oh yeah? What’s the plan then? How are we using mywhorish ways?” I scoff.
Ace takes a sip of his own coffee and Theon grips the back of Ace’s chair, leaning against it. “I’m glad you asked,” Ace taunts. “Tonight, we’re going to Trinity, and you’re going to work your magic on Novak so we can get him in the back room.”
“There’s a problem with your plan, Acey. He has a rotation of clubs. I know I’ve been locked in here, but I’m pretty sure Trinity isn’t on his list for another couple of weeks.”
Ace leans forward, his elbows pressing against the glass tabletop. “Don’t you worry about that. We took care of it already,” he says with a smirk.
How? From what I know, Novak’s set in his ways about which clubs he goes to. Maybe he thinks that helps him avoid detection, but he’s a dumbass of a lawyer if so, because even the fucking gas station attendant knew his routine.
“Oh, please enlighten me,” I tease.
Ace chuckles. “That’s nothing you need to know about, temptress. You just need to look pretty, act dumb, and get him alone. Something you should be good at.”
“Aww. Ace thinks I’m pretty. How flattering. What do you think, Theon?” Theon’s caramel eyes give nothing away, but the side of his mouth pulls up just enough for me to know his answer.
Ace slams his hand down on the table, pulling me from my stare down with Theon. “Take this seriously or we’ll get someone else to help us, and I’ll kill you right now,” he growls.
That makes me want to actually laugh out loud. I know he’s fucking bluffing on that one. “Please, you can’t bring anyone else in to know you’re all murderers now, can you? That’s why you need the help of someone you already plan on killing.”
Blais goes still beside me, and I can sense his breathing picking up, not liking what I just said. Theon stands up straight, crossing his large arms over his chest, and Ace narrows his eyes at me.
“What am I supposed to wear? I don’t really have anything club-worthy here since you ruined my dress the first night I was here.”
Ace looks up at Theon and nods before Theon strolls out of the room. He doesn’t say anything so I turn my gaze to Blais. His dark eyes stare a hole into Ace while his legs are bouncing erratically with anxiety.
All I want is to reach over and touch him, to calm him down, but I don’t know how he’ll react. If he doesn’t freak out to my touch, then Ace will know I’m getting closer to Blais than he thought, and if he does freak out from my touch, then we’ll have an even bigger situation to deal with.
My attention is pulled from the gorgeous, pink-haired dream, when Theon walks back in with a beautiful olive-green dress. He’s also carrying the high heels I was wearing the nightthey took me. How did they get this dress so fast? Is it another woman’s dress that they conveniently had here?
That thought pulls what feels like jealousy deep inside me, but I quickly shake it off. If they brought another woman here, she’s likely dead like I will be. Fuck, who am I kidding. I have no right to be jealous. They aren’t mine, and I’m not theirs...at least that’s what I keep telling myself.
“You thought of everything,” I say, staring at the heels, wondering how I could use them against the guys.
“Don’t doubt us, temptress.”
Theon places the heels down on the table. Without hesitation, I reach for them, but I’m snatched out of my chair by a strong hand.
“Nice try, but those are staying out of your reach until you need them,” Theon growls in my ear before turning back toward the room. He pulls me along until we reach the door and he pushes me in, shoving the dress in my hands.
“One of us will come get you when we’re ready to leave,” Theon grunts, his attitude completely different from when we woke up this morning. He gives me a once-over before closing the door and locking me in.
I didn’t hear his footsteps fading away so I know he’s still on the other side. “I’m gonna need some makeup, Theon.” I raise my voice, making sure he can hear me.
He sighs, taking off down the hallway toward the dining room.
This should be interesting.
* * *
Theon broughtme a bag full of makeup not too long ago and told me we’re leaving in forty-five minutes. The hot pink makeup bag is obviously used by the foundation residue, eyeshadow dust, and random black marks lining the material.
This is some girl’s makeup.Did they steal this off someone?Fuck, do they have secret vices that I’m oblivious to?It’s not like I really know their personal lives all that well beyond what they’ve told me.The thought of using someone else’s makeup grosses me out, but I’ll do what I have to do. Novak is all about looks and appearances. He won’t give me the time of day if I don’t at least look half decent.
Using the sponge in the bag, I pound the liquid foundation onto my skin. Weirdly, it matches almost perfectly; it’s only a smidge too light. I set that with powder then use bronzer on my face to offset the lightness of the foundation. I decide on no eyeshadow, but an extreme winged eyeliner and falsies I found in the bottom of the bag. Thank God for the compacts with mirrors. Without them, my face would look like a disaster.
The only thing left now is lipstick. While red lipstick isn’t normally my color, I need to stand out and catch Novak’s attention, so I pick a bright red matte liquid lipstick to pull my look together.
