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I chance a look at Luca, and I meet his dark eyes as he stares lustfully at me. I quiver at the thought of what they could possibly do to me if I continue to refuse and not give them my answer. I'm only trying to hold out hope of being rescued, but as the days go by, that hope is fading.
When I think about agreeing to stay with the D'Angelo brothers, my heart cracks a little more. They tell me that they can make sure that Beau will get out in a few years, or they can make it so he serves life. They have that much power. How Bain got messed up with these people, I haven't the slightest idea, but now, because of Bain, I'm here being held captive with only two choices. I can agree to be theirs, where all three will do as they please with me, or I can refuse, and they will use me anyway until they have no more use for me, andif I survive it, I will then be sold in their underground trade.
I didn't need them to elaborate on that trade because it's one of the things they discuss at the dinner table. I know what I must do to survive and hope that one day I'll be free again, but I'm just putting off the inevitable because it means I'm breaking my promise to Beau.
As I look at these two brothers, and how good-looking they are, it's not like it would be a hardship to give in to them…if I wasn't already in love with someone else, and if I could get past the line of work they do. Their oldest brother, Dante, is the same, only he scares the shit out of me. Dante is the devil incarnate himself. He can be charming when he wants to be, but he's the darkest of the three. He isn't an open book like his younger brothers are. At least with Sergio and Luca, I know what I'm getting. Dante, on the other hand, his moods change at the drop of a dime.
A hand caresses my head, bringing me back to the conversation at hand. Luca gazes down at me. "You wait too much longer, poppet, and we will have no choice but to toss you with the others. Do you really want that? Do you want to be sold to a stranger overseas, to be used by them, and who knows who else they will allow to use you? Believe me when I say that we may be in the trade of selling women, but when it comes to our own, you will be treated well."
I swallow hard when he grabs hold of my chin in a firm grip and leans his face in close to mine. I can smell the minty toothpaste he used a few hours ago and see the tiny specks of gold in his dark brown eyes. His cologne reminds me of Beau's, and I can't help but close my eyes and think back to the last time I smelled it on him.
"What will it take for you to agree to be ours, poppet?" Amusement dances in Luca's dark, deep-set eyes, but there is something else; they reflect raw lust and a promise that wicked things will be done.
Does it scare me? You better believe it. We are talking about three much older men using me. I'm just barely nineteen and only experienced in certain things. I'm no angel, and I do read dark romance books. I know what can be done when multiple men are involved, and I don't know if I can do that. The thought gives me tingles where they shouldn't, but it's what happens when I read those smutty books, too.It doesn't mean that I want the real thing...does it?
So, Luca wants to know what it will take for me to give in to them, and I just don't know. I don't know if I can go into this with a sound mind, but I know that I will never survive the alternative. Never seeing my mother again…or Beau?Can I really do this? Will they negotiate terms with me? I wonder.
For the first time since arriving at the D'Angelo stronghold, I speak, "I…" My voice cracks, and I have to clear it before trying again, "I have c-conditions."
Boisterous laughter fills the room as Sergio throws his head back. "Oh poppet, your voice is music to my ears, but your words are ones of amusement. The only condition is that you don't get used and sold."
"P-Please, I only ask that I get to see my mother occasionally," I plead. "She's sick, and I don't think she has much time."
"We are aware of your mother's illness, poppet," Luca states. "It's why she isn't here as well. Losing her to cancer will hurt Huntley, and that's all we want. Now you." He pauses. "We couldn't let you go.Every Huntley heir must also receive his dues for his forefather's misdeeds."
I don't understand what they mean, and they don't elaborate. They have mentioned Huntley's misdeeds before, but I haven't figured it out yet. All I know is that my being here is because of something that the Huntleys did in the past. So, it is my understanding that if Beau and I were to have had a son, he, too, would be included in this vendetta the D'Angelo brothers have.
Luca lets go of my chin, and I bow my head to the floor. "All I ask is to see her before she passes and be allowed to go to her funeral when she does." My words come out with a pained and broken voice.
"Deal."
A new voice enters the conversation, and I look up to see Dante standing in the doorway with his hands in the pockets of his light gray suit pants. The sleeves of his dark purple shirt are rolled to just below his elbows, showing off the protruding veins in his muscular forearms. His dark, stormy eyes bore into me, quickening my pulse.
"Dante?" Sergio questions.
"You heard me, Serg. If poppet agrees to be ours, she will be allowed to see her mother before the sickness takes her, and she will attend the funeral after the fact. Of course, all three of us will accompany her when she does."
"She has already gotten more than the former ones got," Sergio grunts. "Granted, poppet is the most enticing one, but we can't keep giving in to her."
Dante never takes his eyes off me, and when his brother is through talking, Dante smirks deviously. "And that is why when she does agree, poppet here will do so on her knees, begging us to take her right then."
My breathing hitches when I hear Dante state his own conditions, and so many things run through my head as I faintly hear him tell Luca to fetch a few women to help bathe me. I try to think straight, but all I can see is the three of them taking me in such a brutal way that I look like a ragdoll being pulled and prodded between them. So help me God. If I make it through everything these brothers have in store for me, I will personally find a way to gut each of them. But first, I must earn their trust.
Sergio yanks me to my feet and grips my jaw. "You will be a good poppet, and let the women wash you. I will not fuck such filth. You stink and need to be waxed nice and smooth. Once you are done, there will be a doctor waiting for you who will administer your birth control and test you for STDs."
"I-I've already got the IUD," I stutter.
"Fuck the IUD. It's coming out, and you will receive whatour doctor gives you. You will then have some reprieve until we get the test results back and the go-ahead to fuck you without a condom. We plan on filling you nice and full until you're nothing but a dripping mess, poppet."
I crack, and a cry slips out of me. I'm so fucking screwed. Second on my list of gutting people will be Bain. He's going to pay for letting this happen to me.If I'm ever free again, you better watch out, dear stepdaddy, because I'm coming for you.
Two women stand by a massive jacuzzi tub when we walk into a huge bathroom. They both wear collars, different than mine. Their collars have a black box connected to them with flashing green lights, almost like a tracker. They are in clothing that resembles the scrub uniforms my mother used to wear to work.
As Sergio pulls on my leash, I follow him until he stops in front of the women. "This is poppet. You will bathe her, and then you will wax her. You both are beneath her, so you will treat her with the utmost respect. Poppet isour property, and anybody who says or does anything to upset her will be severely punished."
I gasp inwardly as I listen to what Sergio is telling these women. The last thing I want is for anybody to think they are beneath me! Studying these two women, I realize that they must be part of the next shipment that the brothers were talking about. God, how can these men sleep at night doing what they do?
Sergio turns to me. "You will let them do as I tell them to do because if you don't, they will be the ones who will get punished, poppet. Remember that."
