"Yes, lad..." Cait whispers, trailing her fingertips down Ben's chest as she speaks. "It was... intense." Her voice takes on a slightly darker edge as she begins recounting the memory.

"Kael and his gang found me alone, stranded after a battle gone wrong. They cornered me, outnumbering me easily. And Kael..." She pauses, shuddering at the memory. "He took what he wanted from me without hesitation. With their guns trained on me, I had no choice but to submit."

Cait swallows hard, her eyes distant as she recalls the traumatic event. "They took turns," she admits quietly, her voice strained. "One after another, violating me in ways I'd never experienced before." She shivers, hugging herself tightly.

"It went on for hours, until I thought I couldn't take anymore. But they kept coming, fueled by drink and cruelty." Tears glisten in her eyes, though she blinks them back stoically. "By the end, I was broken, barely conscious. They left me there, used and discarded like refuse." **

Jake stands up with a puzzled look on his face, one hand holding onto the door frame.

"Wait! You just said don't say anything... do you mean about what happened in that factory?" He asks nervously, clearly worried about something.

"Blimey, Jake! You're a cheeky one, aren't ya? Alright, alright, I suppose we can have a little fun. But don't think this means I'm lettin' my guard down!"

Well I'll be damned... That's quite the weapon you got there, lad! Looks like we need to find some time to put it to proper use... Once we've finished up here, of course.

Well alright then, lad. But remember, we're in this together, and I expect us both to get our share of the profits. So if you ever change your mind... well, just let me know, aye? Now why don't you put that thing away and keep an eye on things while I'm gone.