Shackled (The Lord Series) by Amy T

295. Olivia - Taking control I

My eyes narrow as I quietly observe Mose, Jasper, and Ansel. My face is a mask of neutrality. After years of practice, not showing any feelings became like second nature to me.

A bead of sweat rolls along Jasper's temple. I pretend not to notice. Mose looks relaxed while Ansel winks at me.

From the sofa, Tyson keeps an eye on us. His fingers move fast over the screen of his phone. He's been hanging around us the entire day while typing. I've been ignoring him the entire time, as I have for the past few days. I know that I've hurt him deeply with what I told him the last time we spoke. I was too emotional and too tired, and I said things that I don't believe.

I don't blame Tyson for what happened with Spencer. It was my father who wanted my son dead. I took all my pain on Tyson because I was tired of being the only one suffering.

I want to take back the heartache that I caused him, but I don't know how. I don't even know if he wants to talk to me. So, I keep quiet.

Mose puts his cards face down on the table. "Everything," he says, pushing all his money into the middle of the table.

"Mose is the best at poker; prepare to lose," Tyson says without taking his eyes off his phone.

I know he's talking to me. When we decided to play poker, Ansel and Jasper warned me about Mose, but I never played poker with someone, just on my phone, when I was younger. To be honest, I barely remember a thing about rules and how to play it, but I wanted to have some fun since the past few days have been quiet, and I decided to fake it till I make it. Since I returned to the farm, I mostly spent the time in bed, cuddling with my guys-Ansel, Jasper, and Mose, as I now think of them and watching movies. It got boring fast.

"I'll win," I decide. "The loser gets to wash the dishes."

flashes me a grin. "I'll take my chances," he says, putting his face cards on the table. "I'm in," he says, sliding his money across the

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me for a second before returning to his phone. "You've always been my muse. It's time to make it official. We

do I always fall

you get to bend me over your desk when you feel like it? I'll pass," I say coldly. I don't want to be a bitch to him, but I can't seem to

The rest of the guys are taking turns going to Mose's restaurant to take care of business and preparing the food at home. I offered

always order pizza," Ansel says. "How about you finger yourself

is still not my favorite thing in the world, but I don't hate it anymore. I still have to suck cocks or ride them, but the guys love making me cum several times before they finish. Enjoying myself while being fucked is still something new, and at times, it can be overwhelming. Even so, I prefer my guys over being hurt or in

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turn my cards face

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internet, but I still don't have a phone or a computer of

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