*K's POV*
What the hell? I ran outside, ran through the trees till I was sure that no one could see me and then doubled over, trying to catch my breath that seemed to be eluding me. What had I just witnessed? I watched as Lorenzo went down to the basement, keeping out of sight. When I saw Richard walking down with the other guy, I followed. I don't know why, maybe because Lorenzo was so angry, I wanted to know what would happen. Then I saw… God. That man was strapped to a chair, Lorenzo holding a hair dryer to his skin until he cried out for mercy. The look on his face, not his victim, but Lorenzo's. He enjoyed it, more than enjoyed it.
What was wrong with me? How could I let a monster like that touch me? How could I let him bring me so much pleasure? Why did I want him so much? I had
