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Like a spoiled brat, he’s pushing boundaries again, and after our talk.

Aryan’s older than me, and the Montgomerys hold more weight than the Hunts in the world—albeit not here in Thorn Falls.

That doesn’t change the fact that I am in charge.

“You’ll do no such thing.” I don’t bother to repeat what I’ve told him—and the two others—already: this video of ours needs to show Morgan Brown enjoying getting cocks. If she seems in pain or reluctant, it’ll have far less weight.

I chose them specifically because they’re the ones Morgan has wronged most, and it seemed fair to let them administer her punishment, but I may have miscalculated. Had I called Rhys, Roman, or both, I would have had far less trouble. I make a mental note to place less trust in Aryan’s judgement in the future.

“What the fuck, Hunt. You like her or something?” Aryan challenges.

I consider my answer for one blink. “I do.”

I’m not entirely lying, though the point of such a reply is simply to get him onboard with the plan: shooting a porn video, not proof of a criminal offense.

Juliet gasps. “Oh, this is delicious. I can’t wait to see how this all unfolds, Cam. Do let me know if she likes girls too, will you? I’d love to play with her.”

I’m sure she would. “You’re not here for that today.”

She grins broadly. “There’s always next time.”

The door leading to the bathroom unlatches and swings on its axes.

Morgan walks out barefoot, looking down at her folded hands, blissfully unaware that she’s the picture of the perfect little submissive. My dick’s hard as a post and I don’t doubt the others are in the same state right about now.

When she looks up, her eyes zero in on Juliet first, and her eyes widen when they see the trick I’ve been up to.

Normally, Juliet and Morgan look nothing alike. There’s a good four inches between them, one has straight, dyed hair, the other, natural, messy waves. My friend is also slightly plumper, in all the right places, while Morgan looks like she might have missed a meal or two. But with a wig, colored contacts, and her magic brushes, Kendra turned Juliet into a miniature clone of Morgan.

I can tell when she guesses to what purpose. Her mouth falls open, and her eyes seek mine, blazing.

I don’t bother to answer the question she doesn’t ask: yes, we’ll shoot Jules, disguised as Morgan, to add in penetration, in order to make the video all the more damning. I didn't think it necessary, but Jules offered. I'm never one to turn down an opportunity when presented.

“All right, princess. The sooner we start, the sooner you can go home.”

She bites her lower lip, and I get to my feet, leaving my half-empty glass of scotch on the coffee table where I sat.

I cross the room until I’m right in front of her, and tilt her chin up. “None of this long-suffering, frightened fawn bullshit, hm? We had a deal. You’re going to suck our cocks like a good little whore, or I’m taking your cunt. It’s entirely up to you.”

“Why don’t you just fuck her?” She waves to Juliet, still seated on Liam’s lap.

Richard laughs. “They will. They’ll take her cunt and her ass after you’re done, so we can edit that into your porno. You’re gonna be a star—if you’re dumb enough to make Jules one, too.”

Morgan grimaces in disgust and confusion. “Isn’t she yoursister?”

“What does that have to do with anything?” Richard’s utterly indifferent. “I won’t fuck her. Just you.”

She immediately sobers at that. She swallows a thick lump in her throat and her big, gunmetal blue eyes lift to mine. “What do I do?”

I run my thumb over her lower lip.

She’s going to be so much fun.

ChapterNine

My very first memory is also my happiest one. I remember it as vividly as if it were yesterday. I was four years and three months old, and my mother put a rail-thin, warm, wiggly doll with pink cheeks and copper curls in my arms.

I’d never had a doll, not for my birthdays, not for Christmas, even though I begged. Too expensive, Mom and Pa said. I didn’t know what the word meant, but Ihatedthat “expensive” thing preventing me from having toys and warmth and sometimes, food.

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