Conflict of Interest

POV: Maddie.

I had stared at the filthy text message glowing on my phone screen exactly forty-seven times over the past twelve exhausting hours.

💬 I WANT TO FUCK YOU AGAIN... THIS TIME… BENT OVER MY BOAT.

Forty-seven times. My stomach did a sick, heavy flip with every single read. I had memorized the exact spacing of the crude letters. I had analyzed the harsh, dirty command. I had imagined hi