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But this phone call could be relevant. In fact, I know it is, as it’s not time for a scheduled update.
I decide it’s not an either or situation. Why would I choose between the two, when I can let Daisy keep sucking me, and take the video call. Morgan Hunt isn’t what one would call a prude.
“Goltz,” I say, as her face shows up on the screen.
Morgan is your average pretty Cali girl—blonde, tanned, ordinary. She’s pretty enough, but I didn’t bother to fuck her back in the day when she and her now-husband lived here.
I didn’t bother to fuck most of the Heritage girls, really, petals or legacies. My taste ran to something else.
Something a little more…desperate.
It still does, really. There’s no denying that I wouldn’t have latched on to Dez the way I have if she didn’t fuck like a whore. Morgan has too much self-esteem for my tastes. Oh, Dez can stand up for herself just fine—more than most of the other chicks wearing jewelry marked with our H—but when she does, it’s not for show. She’s all teeth, fists, and kicks. Wild. Savage. Just like me.
“I…” She sounds out of breath. I don’t question why; from her flushed cheeks, dilated pupils, and the fact that her voice sounds wrong, I know she’s likely getting licked out.
Look at us, practically getting phone sex. I smirk. Like I’d ever care about someone like her enough to bother.
“I caught your hacker earlier.”
That gets my attention. “Who is it?”
I don’t miss the fact that my voice lacks intonation; I sound like I don’t care. And I don’t, really. I want them out of the way because if a video with Dez went public, it’d derail my plans for her. I need to marry her. We make sense. No one else will remotely make me anything close to content. But if she’s known for a sex vid, it likely can’t happen. We’re the Goltzes, not the Kardashians. My father won’t allow it, and I’m not kissing my trust fund goodbye for any cunt. Even Dez’s.
If that video goes live, I’ll have to marry someone else to pose as my wife, and keep Dez in a dungeon for my amusement.
I don’t likethatone bit.
But the stalking issue itself…yeah, couldn’t give a fucking shit. It’s Rio’s problem.
“I don’t knowthat, exactly. But I caught them trying to upload more videos—about Sarah. Explicit shit. It’s bad, Markus. I stopped it, and I sent along so many bugs it’ll take them a while to dig their way out of it. I should get an alarm if they try again, too. But yeah…”
Dez pops her mouth off my cock, with a sharp intake of breath.
I sigh. Suddenly, it’s become my problem too. “Well done stopping it. You just earned yourself a bonus.”
“I told you I don’t need money for this, Markus. We’re friends.”
I smirk, and she rolls her eyes.
“Friendly, then. But I like Sarah. And no girl deserves to have revenge sex vids posted online without her consent by some creep. The caption read, ‘see the kind of whore you’re dating?’ I feel like they’re trying to break her up with…she’s seeing your brother, right?”
So many words, none of which are relevant to me. I bring my hand to Daisy’s head, take a fistful of her silky hair, and drag her back down to my cock.
“Morgan, you did great. Do you know anything more that could help us get to the fucker?”
“Yes.” She nods, for good measure. “I mean, I think so? The person was in Thorn Falls earlier today. But they didn’t stay in one place. They were driving around. And now, they’re driving toward LA. I only get quick blips, then they kick me out of their server, but I actually seem to have gotten into it enough to pinpoint location a couple of times. It wasn’t bouncing servers.”
“Someone who hacks and drives at the same time?”
She sighs. “I know it doesn’t make a lot of sense…”
“It does,” I reply, not elaborating. “Anything else?”
She shakes her head. “Not yet. I’ll reach out as soon as there’s something.”
She’s in as much of a rush to end the call as I am, and by the way she’s forcing her lips shut to repress a moan, I know why. I don’t torture her. “See you.”
I hang up, send a quick text, and put my phone back down on the bedside table, staring back down at the pretty doll around my cock.
