“You want to know what happened?” I seethe. “I had her meet me for dinner on the veranda. We talked, ate, and then it… devolved from there. I held her over the edge, threatened to kill her, and when she called my bluff, I finger-f****d her until she was begging to come. Then I stopped just shy of her orgasm and left her crying on the edge of the balcony. That’s what happened. Do you have any follow-up questions, brother?”
Silence ensues. Matvei looks horrified. “Jesus Christ, Phoenix.”
“She’s fighting back this time.”
“I don’t blame her. You wanted her to take your s**t lying down?”
“Do I need to remind you that you’re the one who wanted me to get rid of her?” I point out. “You’re the one who believed she was a spy.”
“Yes, and I thought you’d deal with her as a spy. But you decided to
