CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Randi returned to school when the next term began, taking classes in art and interior design. She figured these choices surfaced from her days in Hector’s villa. She wanted beauty like his around her all the time, order and structure, a world of her own creation.
What rumbled inside her, she left to stew. Hector would have his parties without her, while she would hide in her room and study. For the first few months, she wasn’t even tempted to view the wild goings-on from the sidelines. She turned her music on, put on her headphones and studied, letting the rest of the world fall away. She almost forgot that there were s*x parties going on in the house, even though the activity was all around her: the giggling women, the rash dictatorial men, the wild S&M, the orgies, the
