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pressed. “How could you know that? How could you live with that?”
     
    James cleared his throat and stepped back a half step before folding his arms. “Our truth is what we make it,” he turned his head and uncrossed his arms, reaching into his pocket pulling out a small notebook and pen. He scrawled something down quickly. Putting the items away, he handed me the piece of paper. His number. James then turned away and walked his way back to his car.
     
    “Wait,” I called out, seeing him swivel on his heel before I turned around to put on my shoes. I wiped my eyes discreetly and grabbed my keys before locking and closing the door behind me. I walked over to James. “How many more hoops am I going to have to jump through?”
     
    “No more. Tonight’s the night,” he said.
     
    “For?”
     
    “Tonight’s the night you’re either in or you’re out. Ya won’t hear a word from us again if you say no…”
     
    “Tell me more,” I insisted before moving past him and stepping down the stairs of the complex, waiting for him to saunter down to me. He led me over to what I assumed was the same black SUV that picked me up two weeks ago.
     
    “I know from the way she talks about you,” he was talking about Carina, I presumed, as we approached the back of the vehicle. “And from the questions we asked you that the job we’re offering is a bit surreal… a number of the people we work with and employ have acquired tastes,” for once he was really trying to side step a more direct explanation.
     
    “Acquired tastes,” I repeated.
     
    “Yes,” he put a hand on the car and leaned, looking away from me occasionally. He was uncomfortable talking about it for some reason. “Bondage, submission, exhibition, domination,” “It goes with the job not just for pretty little things such as yourself, but for lots of us,” he admitted.
     
    “And you?” I asked quietly. “Is that all I’m wanted for?”
     
    “No.” He replied curtly. “No that’s just part of the job, part of the job that we know you can do – the rest is going to come from a lot of hands on experience,” he said. “Odyn is much more than that and I need your word that you won’t speak of this to anyone for your safety,” I couldn’t tell if he answered my first question or not, but it didn’t feel right to probe any further on that.
     
    “It’s not like anyone would believe me if I were going to tell them that some secret group of sexual deviants, as far as I can tell, like to dress up and scare freshmen with money, deviancy, terror and clichés.” I gestured my head in the direction of the car. Managed to make him chortle.
     
    “So you’re in, Trish? Or are ya too proud to admit it,” he stepped closer to me, his face only inches away. I could feel his hot breath tickling at my neck, could smell his earthly scent – I wanted to lose myself in it in that moment, be carried away by his presence. He whispered in my ear, his tone a shade darker. “Too proud to admit you want the danger,” he brushed back a lock of my hair. “Your body tells me more than your tongue,” James brought his face back and looked in my eyes, demanding an answer from me. My insides churned hot. It wasn’t pride that was holding me back. He didn’t act like a married man.
     
    “I’m in,” I didn’t think about it, I just went with my gut. I didn’t want to dwell or be alone anymore tonight; I wanted to try one more time. One last time. “I’ll follow you,” regarding to my old sedan.
     
    “Boss wants you to come with me, so you’re comin with me,” James gave a satisfied and surely wicked smirk even in the darkness, I felt that smirk cut into me much harder than Carina’s could ever hope to.
     
    Demons often came well groomed.
     
    Ring II
     
     
     
    Igniting was his touch, such control over his creature that just the mere approach of him to her was all that it needed take to make her chest flutter. Trish Arthur was an owned