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“Dude, not you too. My wife already likes to fuck with me enough for being all protective, but I can’t help it. If you’re in my inner circle, I’m going to worry about you. There’s a lot of ways this all can go to hell in a handbasket.”
Orion growls and glances at me. “Care to unpack that?” He’s been giving me a glimpse at his life, but I’ve yet to discuss my relationship with Lennon’s mother.
Shrugging, I shake my head. “Not really. Carrie and I fucked when I was in high school and she enjoyed fucking with my head. Then Carrie tased me when I went to help Len when she showed up at her last show. So she and the man my father paid to help her, kidnapped me too. It’s been a pretty fucked up month,” I mutter.
“Goddamn,” Orion grunts. “Can we kill her and feed her to the pigs so she stays dead?”
“Oh, I like him,”Greg grins.
Orion smirks. “No one likes me. I’m an asshole. I don’t like when people touch things that don’t belong to them.” The words lay heavy in the air, and I wonder what he means by them. As much as he says he doesn’t connect to people, Orion seems like he could form an obsession with the best of them. “Who’s the guy who took you from the stadium?”
“Ugh. Larsen,” I remember. “He was hired to be her bus driver, but Dad hasn’t spoken about him at all.”
Orion’s eyebrows raise as he hears his name. “Yeah, your dad didn’t like how much Larsen knew about Lennon and had me kill him. He likes to watch kiddie porn and abuse strippers. I didn’t blink at killing him, but I wish I could make it hurt more now,” he grouses.
I can’t help myself, I laugh. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you cared,”
“Meh,” he mutters. “Larsen screamed like a bitch and it irritated my ears."
Greg snickers while Orion glares at him. “Look, I’m just glad I have eyes on you and you’re okay. Roark and Turner have been blowing me up about how you are. They’re also desperate for information on Lennon, but I don’t think this will make them feel any better.”
Shaking my head, I still when Orion’s phone rings. “Fuck, that’s Grant’s ring. I’m a bit compulsive about knowing who is calling,” he murmurs. Picking up the phone, I see it’s my father.
“I’m muting myself,”Greg grunts. Glancing at the computer, I can see he indeed muted himself. He’s in a shitty hotel, and can’t control any yelling that may come through from other rooms.
Miming that I’m zipping my lips, I nod for Orion to take the call. Answering, he leans back to get comfortable. I can tell he plays a part even for my father.
“Good evening, Grant. To what do I owe the pleasure?” Orion asks. He clicked his phone on speaker just as he answered so we can all hear my father’s response.
“I’m out of town for the next few days, as you know, but I wanted to check in and see how Derek did with you after I left?”Dad’s voice is smooth and languid, as if he’s very relaxed. Now that I know he’s with Carrie, I swallow the bile threatening to rise.
“Yes, Sir. He did a very good job with body disposal as well. I think he’d be able to handle going to the pig farm with me if necessary,” Orion reports with a small smirk as he looks over at me. “There was no flinching away from what needed to be done, either. Is there some other reason you wanted to talk to me, because you approved of him speaking to Marian today on the phone. You’d only do that if you had watched the camera feeds in the warehouse.”
Orion really does know my father’s methods of operating, and has no problems encouraging my father to get to the point.
“I’ve become predictable, I see,”Dad says and I roll my eyes. I wish he’d be a little more predictable, but that’s not how he works. “You’re right, I’ve decided to tend to things here for the next week or so, and have business to attend to at Hidden Hills.”A moan sounds in the background and I hear my father chuckle. “Lick her good for me, Trish. I want to hear her come.” I shudder as I hear Carrie gasp and say my father’s name.
Orion reaches over and squeezes my knee hard, allowing me to focus on the pain instead of my gag reflex. “I’m unsure where you need me in all of this, Sir. Do you need me to step in while you’re gone?” Orion’s thumb rubs my knee and I ground myself in how his fingers continue to dig into my skin while still gently rubbing. This man isn’t soft in any way, and yet he’s finding ways to help me as this call triggers me.
“Huh?”It’s clear my father is distracted by what is happening on his end and I’m very glad he didn’t feel a need to video chat with Orion.“Oh, right. Yes, Mr. Xav wants to have a meeting discussing his current progress with his patients, and I’m unable to go. Would you mind going in my stead to Hidden Hills?”
I bite my tongue hard to keep in my surprise.Holy shit!Please God, let this be the break we need. I haven’t spoken to the big guy in a long time, but I may even promise to start going to church ifHedoes me a solid.
Orion blinks, which is the only surprise of his own that he shows. “Yes, Sir, I don’t mind at all. When is the meeting?”
“It’s in four days time. I’ll send a car with the navigation programmed into it, as you’re not completely inducted into the inner circle, but if you do well here we’ll discuss it. Your phone won’t work within the car or in the hospital, as we have blockers set up as soon as you drive through the gates. The navigation will immediately reset to return you home, so you won’t be able to access the address, and the property is in the middle of fucking nowhere,”my father says. The moaning gets louder as well as the sound of wetness and I grimace in distaste. I can kill people and not lose my stomach contents, but this is going to be a close thing.
“Thank you for your vote of confidence, Sir. I’ll let you get back to enjoying your night,” Orion politely states. Honestly I don’t really want to listen to Carrie get off with another woman either.
“Good, good. Don’t mind if I do,”my dick of a father grunts, hanging up.
“God I may be sick,” I gasp, my hand moving to my stomach as I lurch to a stand.
Orion stands with me and points to the bathroom. I run and barely make it to the toilet, dropping to my knees and losing everything I ate today. I shudder as I feel her phantom hands on me. My heartbeat thundering in my ears, I flush the toilet, wiping my hand across my mouth. Leaning against the cool wall, I close my eyes as I wait for the anxiety to lessen and my breath to return.
“Derek,” says a harsh voice, and my eyes fly open to see Orion’s face. There’s banked anger in his eyes as he watches me, and I can’t bring myself to feel shame for my appearance. No one ever wants to hear the woman who tied him up while he was asleep, fuck his dad.
I will never be able to get past that the bitch is alive.
