That was probably the game, though. It had to be.

“Richard still has the Deboise vote, right?” I wanted to confirm. “Like, technically she’s his proxy, but the vote is still really his.”

They both nodded, but not with any sort of confidence.

“When is this vote?” I asked.

“In a bit over a month.” Beck grimaced. “My father is going to allow me to step in as his proxy vote, since I’m so close to taking over my chair, and that’s why we suspect the vote has something to do with Katelyn showing up at school.” His face was harsh and pissed off. “And why Catherine was so desperate to hold onto her voting rights.”

“What aren’t you telling me?” I demanded, right as the senator’s lover let out a loud moan followed by “yes, oh my god, put your dick in me!”

We all paused our conversation, instinctively looking up at the monitors just in time to get a close up of the actress’s vagina, followed by the senators erect cock slapping her pubic bone.

“Wow,” I muttered, tearing my eyes away from the screen before I could watch any further. “I think I need to bleach my eyes when we get out of here.” The woman started this sort of yipping moan as Senator Green obliged her wishes. “And my ears.”

Dylan snickered, still watching the screens. “It’s not that bad, Riles. You’ve never watched porn before?”

My cheeks flamed, and I glared at him as I wrapped my arms around my knees and hugged them tight. I was defiantly ignoring the throbbing warmth between my legs, cursing my sex starved body for reacting.

“No,” I lied. “And certainly not when the participants are in the next room and totally unaware anyone is watching.”

Dylan nodded and looked away from the screens. “Good point. What were you saying?”

I paused for a moment, my brain devoid of anything but porn, made worse by the undeniable heat in Beck’s stare. “Uh... oh. Something about Katelyn Huntley. What made you think her turning up has to do with the vote?” I aimed the question at Beck, grasping at that thread of information to keep my mind off the pants and groans coming from the monitors.

“She’s been making her interest known,” Beck said carefully, his steely gaze locked on me, unblinking. “We speculate she might be tasked with, uh, swaying my vote in favor of Huntley.”

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped a little. “You think Graeme sent his daughter to fuck you, so you’d vote in favor of Huntley getting a seat on Delta? Why is everything about sex with you people?”

“You people?” Dylan repeated, cocking a brow at me, and I glared back.

“You know what I mean,” I snapped, waving my hand at the monitors. “Everything in this fucked up world is sex and money. Does nothing else matter?”

“Power,” Beck replied, rubbing his thumb over his lower lip as he continued staring at me.

I glowered. “So Katelyn’s been hitting on you at school. I can’t even say I’m surprised.”

Surprised, no. Angry like I could claw her damn eyes out of her perfect face, yes. What kind of trampy bitch lets her father prostitute her out to win a fucking vote? Oh yeah. The same psychotic bitch who paid some creeps to gang rape me.

“You’re not mad?” Beck asked, cocking his head to the side with curiosity.

From the speakers, we heard the blonde woman wailing her climax, punctuated with “I’m coming, I’m coming!” just in case we weren’t already well aware. Sadly, the senator still looked to be going strong, so I refocused on Beck.

“No, why would I be?”

His brows raised just a fraction. “If I found out some guy had been trying to seduce you, I’d have ripped his head off with my bare hands.”

The thought should have made me mad. It was altogether way too possessive and macho. So why then did my core clench with excitement and butterflies spasm in my gut?

“That’s because you’re insecure, Beck,” I snapped, and Dylan covered his mouth with his hand to smother a laugh.

Beck shot his best friend a glare and opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Senator Green’s voice over the speakers, telling his blonde to “Suck it like the greedy little whore you are, Lilianne. That’s right, milk my dick. Swallow. My. Load.” Those last three words were said with such effort, followed by an unmistakable gagging sound that I didn’t need to look at the monitor to know he was done.

Thank fuck.

“Sounds like they’re finished,” Dylan snickered and bravely looked up at the screens. “We should be out of here soon. Is that file transfer finished?”

Suddenly, the boys were all business again, Beck checking that he had the relevant recordings copied to his flash drive, then ejecting it from the system.

“I’ll just need to erase any footage showing us creeping around the office,” he muttered, tapping away at the keyboard again. “I’ll need to leave this newest one, though, or he’ll know someone’s been here.”

Conversation ceased while he worked, and I watched the screen as Senator Green and his actress put their clothes back on and left the office.

“We’re clear,” I announced once the lights had been turned off and the door closed.

“I told the boys to return to the party a while ago,” Dylan advised us. “All five of us missing for that long was going to raise suspicions.”

“Good thinking,” Beck replied then frowned at the two of us. “You two go ahead, I’ll erase the footage of you leaving.”

“Well then how will you get out?” I countered, letting Dylan help me up from the floor.

Beck gave me a smug smirk and winked. “Don’t underestimate my skills, Butterfly.”

Rolling my eyes, I decided not to argue any further and followed Dylan out of the hidden room and through the dark office. It smelled of sex and sweat, and I couldn’t totally decide if I was thoroughly disgusted or a little bit turned on. Both? Maybe.

“Come on.” Dylan tugged on my hand after checking down the hall in both directions. We had no look outs now that Jasper and Evan had gone back to the party, so we needed to haul ass out of the restricted area.

We made it all the way down the darkened corridor and had just stepped over the “no access” rope and rounded the corner when we heard voices coming our way.