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I don’t know how long I spend in the shower. I don’t move, utterly shocked and disgusted and confused.
The shock needs no further explanation, but the disgust, the confusion? They’re geared inward, towardmerather than them—rather thanhim. My own reactions, my feelings baffle me.
I signed up for giving them head while they filmed. I didn’t sign up for soft hands on my breasts, and thighs, and caresses, and his mouth there.
Regardless of the state of my hymen, I’m no innocent. I have a vibrator, and I watch porn. I didn’t know it could be like this, though. This uncontrollable. My need never stopped growing, not even when they were done with me. I hate that I felt all of that here, with them. Withhim.
I think I cry, but I let the water wash it away, never acknowledging the tears.
Finally, I drag myself out, because I’m still inhishouse. I need to go. Right now.
I dry myself and put my clothes back on, bypassing the disgraceful underwear I need to burn. I shove them in the pocket of my pants and walk back into the room.
On the silver-gray bed, Aryan’s fucking Juliet from underneath while her fiance’s deep inside her ass. She wears the same dress as me, faithfully playing my stunt woman.
Richard’s filming them, a goofy grin on his face.
Ew.
“That is yoursister,” I remind him, because someone ought to.
He rolls his eyes. “Step-sister, if you want to be technical about it.”
Oh.
I should have guessed, as they look nothing alike. The fact that they’re willing to be in the same room while he has his cock out—or she has a couple of them inside her—makes more sense now.
“I still don’t touch her,” he says, his nose wrinkling.
I shrug, pretending that a thousand questions didn’t just enter my mind. It’s none of my business what these filthy rich, decadent, spoiled brats do behind closed doors. Today is the first time I’m afforded a look into their world, and it will be the last.
Camden’s back on the armchair where he was sitting when I came out of the bathroom before they touched me, a lifetime ago. I keep my eyes down, careful not to meet his gaze.
“Wait, I’ll drive you,” he calls when I reach for the door.
I snort. He can’t possibly believe I’d have anything to do with him now, right? “No.”
I’m not goinganywherewith him.
“Be reasonable, Morgan. It’s three in the morning.”
Reasonable.Reasonable? I can’t believe he dares speak of reason after tonight.
I turn on my heels, shaking with barely controlled rage. “You don’t get to say my name. You don’t get to speak to me at all. You and I are never going to acknowledge each other’s existence again.”
My voice is trembling.
“Yeah?” His long frame straightens up, and he saunters up to me, casual as ever. “How about when Erica pops out the first brat, and we are its godmother and godfather?”
Fuck.
It never occurred to me, but we likelywouldbe asked to fill that role. Even when Lola was around, Erica and I were closer.
“Or at their first anniversary?” He tilts his head. “What about Lola’s wedding? Aren’t we going to meet then?”
Lola’s… My jaw tightens. He’s taunting me. Lying just to get under my skin.
The sounds coming from my left are distracting, but I attempt to tune them out. “We’ll ignore each other,” I state tightly.
