I know exactly what Eli wants to hear. “Yes, daddy.”
He strokes a thumb over my lower lip. “Good girl.”
One of the men behind Mr. Bianchi clears his throat. Another brings a subtle hand to the front of his pants, adjusting himself. My chest tightens with embarrassment, but I keep smiling sweetly at Eli. Mr. Parker wanted to use this time to harass me, now my men intend to use this time to harass him.
Eli presses another light kiss to my lips then directs me back to Doc. “Amuse yourself with Valente for a while,bella. Lord knows he’s not concentrating.”
“Fuck you,” Doc says easily, sliding his palms over my stomach. “Hey Zach, you wanna know something else about January? She’s a freak. Likes pain. Fuckin’lovesdanger. She came when I fucked her with my knife handle. ’Course I was licking her pussy at the time…” Doc looks at Eli. “Did I eat January out first or was that you?”
Eli glances up from his phone. “Bobby was first. He was the first to fuck her too.”
“I was the first to fuck her pussy,” Bobby corrects. “Doc did her ass.”
“I did,” Doc agrees. “You should have been there, Parker. She was soaking and begging me for a lay, trying to get me to pop her cherry on the street where anyone could have seen her. So, I fucked her asshole instead. She took it like a porn star. All the way in with only spit for lube.”
My whole body roils with embarrassment, but I force myself to stay composed.
Doc grins. “Still, Eli busted in her mouth before I did.”
“True,” Eli says. “But January asked Adriano to take her virginity first.”
“Begged,” Adriano growls. “But Doc was the first man to come on her tits.”
“Ah, but you’ve been making up for lost time since then, haven’t you?” Doc says. “Parker, you wouldn’t believe how fucked up January and Adriano look together. Little girl riding that great big dick. It’s like monster porn in real life—”
“Mr. Bianchi,” Parker interrupts. “Can’t this be stopped?”
Mr. Bianchi looks mildly at him. “I can’t see that they’re insulting you in any way, Parker, and you’re the person who delayed this meeting.”
“But—”
“Are you questioning my authority?”
“No, but—”
“Clearly you are.” Mr. Bianchi gestures at the men behind him. As one, they slide their hands into their jackets and bring out shiny black guns. Mr. Parker stops talking.
“So where was I…?” Doc asks the ceiling. “…Oh yeah, monster porn…”
And so, it goes on. Mr. Parker’s lawyer rapidly turns pages as the boys describe the things they’ve done to me and the things they plan to do to me. Doc and Eli take turns kissing me and argue over who the first person to finish in my flower will be. I keep thinking they’ll run out of words, but they never even come close. By the time Parker’s lawyer shoves the contract across to him, they’re still going.
“…so we’re probably better off running a train on her,” Doc tells the other three who all nod as though he’s made a clever point.
Mr. Parker signs as quickly as his hand can move. “Done. I’m fucking leaving.”
Doc cocks his head. “What was that?”
But Mr. Parker is already around the table shaking Mr. Bianchi’s hand. “Thank you,” he says through gritted teeth. “May I leave?”
Mr. Bianchi adjusts his glasses. “That depends. You know what you’ve signed, don’t you?”
“That’s why I signed it.”
“Then go. And let this be the last time you speak to anyone who remains in this room.”
Mr. Parker snaps his fingers, and his men rise.
“Goodbye,” he tells no one in particular and then his gaze finds mine. His stare is so full of utter loathing, my skin seems to shift over my muscles. Then I blink, and he’s gone. Doc grabs my hand as Eli lets out a satisfied sigh and Bobby laughs. Only Adriano sits motionless as though he can’t really believe it.
