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This makes Nathan smile, just a little. “God no. Kid’s a little fighter, even if it’s just in his head. Already got some attitude from him. Don’t worry.”

“Thank god.” Maison laughs breathlessly. “He’s a spitfire, Nate. You’re gonna like him.”

Nathan isn’t sure if that’s a good thing. Spitfires earn punishments. Nathan doesn’t want to punish Carter. Not in the least.

Thankfully, Maison changes the subject. “What rules did you end up giving him?”

“None you and I haven’t discussed.”

“Clarify.”

“Call me sir. Kneel unless told otherwise. And always obey me.”

“And you made it clear no one else has power over him?”

“Damn clear, but I’ll make sure to continue reinforcing that. No one will touch him, bud.”

Maison scoffs. “No one butyou.”

The words are like a knife in Nathan’s chest. “That’s notfair.”

“I know...”

“I didn’t fucking sign up for this, Mais. I knew I’d have to do some questionable things, but not this. Not rape – repeatedly fuckingrape– and control and fuckingownmy best friend’s little brother. I’ve never even used a slave for more than cock warming or a quick blowjob. I didn’t sign up for this shit.”

“Iknow,” Maison says again, firmly this time.

“Tonight was the first time I’ve ever fucking raped someone. Do you get that? Do you understand that? I’m not fucking enjoying myself here, asshole.”

“Trav, Iknow. That wasn’t fair of me to say. I know you, man. I know how much this is already killing you.”

Nathan sighs, pushing to his feet and walking over to the door. He glances out again at Carter. The boy has moved, curled up on his side now, but he’s still asleep.

“I have no idea what I’m doing,” Nathan admits when he’s locked himself back in the small room. “I thought this would be easier. Noteasy, but easier. The way he looks at me already - I’m a fucking monster to him. I’m his rapist.”

“I mean… yeah. You knew that’s how it’d be.”

“I know. I just-” Nathan swallows. “I just wish I could tell him that he’s safe.”

“He can’t find out the truth, Travis. Hecan’t.”

“I know.” Nathan shakes his head. “But I don’t know how mean I can be to him. I – fuck, man. I can barely get myself to touch him when I’m beinggentle.”

“Hopefully he’ll behave, and all you’ll have to be is gentle.”

Nathan scoffs. “Behaving or not, it’s still rape.”

“Travis, get your shit together. If you fuck this up, you not only get your ass killed and blow our entire fucking operation, but you get my baby brother killed too.”

“I know. I’m not – that’s not the problem. I mean it fucking is, but I’m more concerned about him being too smart. He’s going to be confused when he sees the way the other slaves are treated. He’s going to see that he’s different.”

“Heisdifferent. He’s a trophy.”

“Still…”

After going quiet for a moment, Maison releases a deep breath. “How confident are you that

you could pretend that you’re falling in love with him over time?”

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