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Conrad types furiously on his laptop as Katia finishes her story. “Katia, do you remember anything from where you were kept or of the inner workings of the auction ring?”

She shakes her head. “No, I know nothing about the auctions. I was only ever at Ivan’s home or at the auctions to waitress and service people who got too worked up during the show. If I was good and performed my duties, I was allowed to then dance upstairs for two sets. That’s the only time I ever really felt free while still being caged. I could never be alone, and no one ever talked to me, minus the other girls who only dance in the lounge upstairs. Once a week, I had to train them in how to dance and help choreograph their routines, but again there was always a guard, and if you spoke of anything other than dance or tried to run, you paid serious consequences.”

“That’s okay,” he says as he continues to type. We all fall silent as we watch Katia. No one dares to take another bite or say anything. Alexie is, of course, the first one to speak. He once again grabs Katia’s chin and turns her head to look at him.

“Katia, I swear I knew nothing of thisextracurricularmy papa and Ivan have cooked up. I would never agree to treat people like this. I swear on my life, they will pay for what they did to you, and I will die before they get their hands on you again,” he vows.

She nods, and then she looks at Nat, who is still sniffling. “Stop crying for me, Natalia. I am here now, and I will get through this. It’s just going to take time. Don’t feel bad for me. I survived, and you came for me like I always thought you would.”

“Kotik,If I had known you were still alive, I would have come way sooner.” With that, Katia looks at her, confused. “Andrei told us you were dead; murdered, to be exact. We sat at your funeral, Alexie swore he would find who hurt you and make them pay. Then he disappeared soon after, and Andrei came and told me that Alexie had been the one to kill you. He sent me to Chicago to see if, by infiltrating this team, I could find Alexie. Really, I think he just wanted me out of the way while trying to find Alexie himself, and he thought his errand boy, Ingram, would monitor me.”

They throw their hands around each other in an embrace while Luci gets herself together. When they release each other from the death grip they have on one another, they eat as if nothing happened.

We are on the airstrip getting ready to board our plane to head home and waiting on the last of our passengers to arrive. After vetting the Las Vegas team, Stryker and Conrad were happy to leave most of the victims with them to be placed back with their families or in recovery centers. They are also handling all the questioning of those taken into custody. All interrogations will be recorded and sent to Conrad within twenty-four hours.

Someone from the Vegas unit is supposed to be dropping Athen and his mom off any minute now. Athen was released this morning from the hospital to her care. They are flying back to Chicago with us. Athen has a long road of recovery ahead of him, emotionally, but being back with his family is the first step.

Luci announces she needs to use the restroom, and she saunters off towards the hanger to use the bathroom there. Having the urge to follow her, I prowl behind her like a predator stalking his prey. She opens the bathroom door and is stepping inside when I slam my hand down over her mouth, shoving her through the doorway. I let her go, quickly slamming and locking the door behind us as she spins to face me. “What the fuck, King?” she screams at me, her chest heaving and eyes wide.

“I needed to talk to you, Luci, and you’ve been busy with Katia, which I understand, but I saw my moment, and I took it. Is that an issue?” I ask.

“No,” she whispers. “What do you need to talk to me about that couldn’t wait?”

“I was standing guard outside the door this morning and overheard you tell Katia you love us. Is that true, Luci, do you love me?” I nervously ask as my eyes dart back and forth between hers.

She nods her head as she chews on her bottom lip. “Yeah, King. You’re a fucking asshole, but I still fell in love with you,” she tells me quietly.

I nod my head once before surging forward and slamming my lips down on hers. Our kiss is all tongues and teeth while fighting for dominance. I wrap my hands around her thighs and hoist her up onto the sink countertop. As we continue to kiss, I grab the shirt she’s wearing and pull it up and over her head. She’s not wearing a bra, so her perky tits fall free from the fabric.

Groaning, I pull away from her mouth, latching my lips to her nipple, swirling my tongue around the hard bud. I pull off her tit with a pop and move over to give the other one the same attention. She grabs a handful of my hair, holding my face to her body. Grinding against nothing but air, she’s so turned on. “Please, King!” she mewls.

I lean back and look into her eyes before placing my lips on hers once more. Reaching for the waistband of her pants, I pull them and her panties to her ankles, and she kicks them off along with the shoes she had on. Leaving her in nothing but a pair of white socks. Pushing her thighs up and apart so they’re on the counter and her core is bare to me, I run a finger through her slit, gathering her wetness on my fingers.

“You like being fucked in a public bathroom, Luci? I knew you were a filthy little slut,” I growl as I drop to my knees before her like the fucking goddess that she is. I’m about to worship at her altar. Running my tongue from ass to clit. I lap up all her juices as she throws her back against the mirror and moans loudly.

Taking that as my cue, I thrust two fingers inside her, fucking her with them roughly as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck hard. She’s grinding against my face roughly as she chants my name. “King, please let me come!” I pull out and thrust back in, adding a third finger as I bite down on her clit. She bows her back, and her thighs snap shut. “FUCK YESSS!!!” she cries as she suffocates me between her thick thighs.

When she opens her thighs with a giggle, I smirk up at her and wipe her cum off my face. She slides off the countertop and unbuckles my pants, shoving them down to my ankles as she smiles at me deviously. She’s about to get down on her knees when I grab her and spin her, so she is looking at herself in the mirror.

“I can’t have you kneeling on this filthy floor, Luci. Now watch me fuck you like the little whore you are.”

I bend her over the counter and enter her in one hard thrust. She whimpers at the motion, but it quickly turns to moans as I fuck her roughly. It doesn’t take long before I can feel my release building. “I’m going to come, Luci, play with your clit, dirty girl,” I tell her, and she reaches down to play with her bundle of nerves, her pussy tightening around me like a vice, and that undoes me. She follows right behind me as I paint her insides with my cum.

I fuck her until she stops quivering, and then I pull out of her. I see my cum leak out of her, and I quickly swipe my fingers through it to push it back inside her tight channel. “I’m going to see if Athen is here so we can board this plane. Clean up, Luci,” I say, giving her a quick kiss before I pull my pants back up and leave.

Five minutes later, the car that is bringing Athen and his mom to the strip finally shows up. At the same time, a now-dressed Luci waltzes back to where we’ve been waiting. No one says a word about her flushed cheeks or untidied hair. I think we have flown under the radar, and no one knows that I just fucked our woman in the bathroom. Then I hear some giggling and look over, only to see BJ and Katia with their arms linked, staring at Luci. Nat whips her head toward them, giving them a death stare. “Don’t say a fucking word, you two,” she demands while a hint of a smile plays at the corners of her mouth.

“Who? Us?” BJ asks, looking innocent, but she is anything but. “We wouldn’t dare.”

The car pulls up, and Athen gets out. Stryker goes to him, wrapping an arm around him. His mom is right behind him, and her face is red, eyes puffy. She must have spent all night crying. Marcela walks to her, wrapping an arm around her the same way Stryker did to the boy, and they lead them toward the plane.

Good, now we can all get the fuck out of here.

Nat

SeeingAthenandhismom board the plane with us fills me with a sense of pride. When his mom pleaded with us to help her, something inside me knew that we would find him. Little did I know that tracking him down would lead me back to Katia. I can never appreciate this team more than I did when they trusted me and agreed to take his case. Things won’t be easy for him moving forward, but he is with his mom, and Stryker had mentioned that he set them both up with the best services available.

I board the plane last because I’m still trying to fix my hair and adjust my pants since there was no way I was putting my underwear back on after they were on that filthy bathroom floor. When I board, I first see that it is a bigger plane.How did they pull that off?Alexie and Katia are sitting in a four-seated area with a table in between them, and they are sitting across from each other. I take the seat next to Katia. Just having her back has been the best feeling, but it seems so marred by everything she had to endure.How will I ever forgive myself for not knowing she was alive?She keeps telling me that I have nothing to apologize for, but my mind is still tearing me apart at all the ‘what ifs’.

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