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Celia stepped in front of Kid and lifted his arms to put them around her. Kid let out a needy sound and greedily mauled the flesh offered to him. “Then fuck me,” Celia said.

Without further ado, Kid leapt on top of Celia, tossing her to the ground with brutish force. Celia cried out in abandon but made no attempt to stop Kid from doing what he wanted. His hips tilted back for only a moment, and then he thrust forward, savagely, into Celia’s pussy. He whimpered as he rutted against her.

Celia moaned, arching her back and spreading her legs as wide as she could, surrendering to the man pounding away on top of her.“¡Sí, mi amor! Es todo para ti.”

Yes, my love. It’s all for you.

Kid sought Celia’s nipple blindly and finally pulled one into his mouth. He suckled Celia in rough, bruising pulls. His hips moved like a piston. Indeed, the boy seemed violent in his need to come, and by the way he gripped Celia, it was obvious he would fight anyone who attempted to stop him.

Finally, Kid let out a sound best reserved for a dying animal and thrust into Celia one final time. As the crowd applauded and cheered, the boy shuddered and collapsed on top of Celia.

Caleb quickly made his excuses, helped Kitten to her feet, and left the room in desperate search of the butler and his room.

Chapter Ten

Matthew swallowed past the dryness in his throat. If he didn’t know better, he would suspect Olivia of having some sort of telepathic ability. He sat still in the uncomfortable chair and tried not to draw attention to the raging erection he was sporting.

Olivia’s eyes were fixed on him, but her stare seemed to move through him and beyond, to some place he couldn’t see. Her eyes were brimmed with tears, but for whatever reason, Matthew doubted they had much to do with the story. In fact, she had told it with some fondness, which he found disturbing given the situation.

Unbidden, the image of a young woman dressed in white leather and wearing an enormous dildo flashed into his mind, and right on its heels he wondered what it might be like to be forced to suck it in front of a room full of strangers. Matthew’s erection throbbed angrily and, not for the first time, he was ashamed. He sighed, disappointed with himself, and crossed his ankle over his knee to better hide himself.

He clicked his pen a few times, because his fingers were anxious for something to do and then he wrote down the names:‘Kid’, Nancy, and Celia (No known last name). “So, that was the night you met Rafiq and Felipe. Do you know what happened to Kid or Nancy? How did they end up at the house? Did Caleb kidnap them, too?”

Olivia glowered, but seemed unable to stop staring off into space long enough to direct it at him. He couldn’t make sense of her feelings toward her captor, despite knowing how common it was. There just didn’t seem to be anything there worth caring about, as far as Matthew was concerned. However, he did acknowledge there was a lot about Olivia worth admiring. She had spent the last four months in the company of kidnappers, rapists, murderers, drug dealers, and human traffickers, but she’d somehow maintained a certain naivety and triumphant strength that apparently could not be stripped away from her.

“I don’t know what happened to them. The last time I saw them, they were both alive. Kid is probably fine; Felipe really liked him. Nancy…I don’t know. Maybe she’s still with Rafiq,” she whispered without blinking.

“Are you alright, Miss Ruiz?” Matthew asked. His erection was finally starting to wane and he could focus on his questions.

The girl finally blinked and swiped at the fat tears sliding down her cheeks as a result. “I’m fine, Reed. It’s just…never mind.” She looked up at him and tried to smile, but it was a weak effort and they both knew it.

“Tell me. I know I’m not Sloan, but I have been around, Miss Ruiz.” Matthew smiled when she finally let her smile reach her eyes.

“Sloan. I don’t know what her deal is. She’s always so nice to me, but it annoys me for some reason. I don’t think she’s disingenuous, but I just know there’s more to her than she lets on. I mean, she works for the FBI, like you. Only she’s not likeyouat all.”

“Oh? And what am I like?” Matthew raised a dark brow.

She rolled her eyes. “You’re a jerk, Agent Reed.”

“You’re kind of a jerk, too, Miss Ruiz,” Matthew said dryly. She laughed.

“Aww, that’s so sweet,” Olivia said, slightly mockingly, but she laughed again, unrestrained – almost like a girl without any problems.

“So, you don’t like Sloan,” he rephrased. “Why?”

“I didn’t say I didn’t like her, Reed. You’re always putting words in my mouth,” she admonished. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you implied Caleb kidnapped Kid and Nancy. He couldn’t have – he was with me, remember?”

Matthew smiled wryly and shook his head. “I didn’t imply it, Miss Ruiz. I asked the question. That’s my job. Also, we both know he did. Maybe he didn’t do it himself, but he was there and he ordered it. Regardless, adding more kidnapping to the list of charges against him is hardly going to make a difference.” Olivia was quiet for a long time after that – thinking, Matthew assumed.

“You keep talking about him like he’s alive, Reed, and I told you…he’s not.” Her eyes were filled with unshed tears again, and it was difficult for Matthew to remain unaffected by them. No matter what he thought of Caleb, Olivia obviously felt very deeply for him.

“Why do you care about him so much, Miss Ruiz?” he demanded. He just didn’t get it, and it pissed him off – more than it should. “He was terrible to you. The things hedidto you. Don’t tell me you wanted those things. I can’t believe you could have.”

Olivia was staring off into space again, but she spoke through her tears. “A lot of bad things happened to him too, Reed. His back was covered in whip marks, and he told me he was very young when someone did that to him.” Matthew couldn’t hold back a scoff, and Olivia blinked and scowled at him. “I’m not stupid, Reed. I know the shit he did to me was awful – I fucking lived it. But I’m telling you, monsters aren’t born – they’re made. And someone made Caleb. Someone beat him, someone did horrible things to him, and the only person who helped him, Rafiq, made him into a killer. He didn’t have someone like you, or Sloan, or the goddamn FBI to help him. He had to survive all by himself, and even though I can’t forgive him, I understand him.”

“Are you trying to tell me he’s the monster with a heart of gold?” he said, disbelieving. “Come on, Miss Ruiz. Really?”

Anger flashed on her face. “There isn’t a permanent mark on me, Reed, not one. And you don’t know how many times he was there to hold me together when I was sure I was going to fall apart. He’s a monster,” she sobbed, “I know he is. I know, and…it doesn’t matter to me anymore.”