What Kind Of Orgy Is This?

Damian twirled a Zippo lighter between his nimble fingers. The brass lid opened and closed with a rhythmic ‘click’ that was slightly hypnotic. Austyn blinked away the sleep in his eyes. ‘You were away on a mission back then. I didn’t get the chance to tell you.’ ‘Who’s the girl? Someone I know?’ Austyn shook his head. ‘She’s not from our circle.’ ‘You love this girl?” ‘No.’ ‘Then why did you marry her?’ Damian looked his friend in the eye. ‘I was…in need of a wife. She appeared to be a sensible girl. So…’ ‘How long had you known her before you tied the knot?’ ‘A day.’ Less than a day, actually. Two minutes, to be precise. He’d gone to Kira’s rented, cramped basement apartment with a different script prepared. But somehow, the proposal for a contract marriage just slipped out. Damian knitted his brows. ‘That sounds like something Jesse might do, but not you. I know you. You won’t cross the street without looking left and right, twice, let alone rush headlong into a loveless marriage wit