Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“We want you,” Arion said, interrupting our conversation.
“I know you do,” Damon replied. “But you have no clue
what I want. Or what I like.”
“I know you like to watch.” My sister’s voice stayed
playful. “Wanna watch us?”
I remained still, trying to hear his answer.
“He hasn’t slept with her yet,” Isabella whispered to me.
“Who?”
“Your sister,” she clarified. “She’s trying to entice him.
She’s trying to get him into bed.”
“Obviously.”
“He doesn’t want her,” Isabella told me. “My sister told
me about him. They were in school together, too. Damon had a
really bad reputation. And I mean, bad. People were genuinely
afraid of him.”
“I don’t care,” I fired back, keeping my voice low. “I don’t
want to hear about his sex life.”
“GGirls hated him,” she went on as if I’d said nothing.
“Man, they hated him with a passion.”
“Didn’t stop them from going after him, like it was going
to be some big surprise when he screwed them and then
ditched them,” I pointed out.
I mean, honestly, in all fairness, I wasn’t sure why he was
hated more than the other horseman. They did the same thing.
They all slept around.
“That’s not what he did, though,” Isabella explained.
“Didn’t anyone tell you how he was? I mean, with other girls.
Not you.”
The reminder that she knew—that everyone knew and saw
the video of Damon and me and how he was with me—
sobered me for a moment, making me forget what was
happening in the other room.