I pick up my own phone and look at the anonymous email. Someone is playing against the ivy leagues and they should have known better. “I’ll figure it out.”
Kronos and Ayres leave the house after telling me Ibetter fucking figure it out. Kronos is livid. There are pictures of every room in the house sent to our phones. And what’s worse is that there are pictures of Kronos and I at Kelley’s Lounge—and at the docks. Someone is tailing us and surveying us. This isn’t something the police would do. Someone is playing games with us.
The lights start flickering as I make my way to the house. That’s odd. Why are they flickering? It only usually happens in the middle of a category two thunderstorm. I power up the computer system and start going through every system we have. There’s something wrong. There’s no sign of a hack. And there is no sign of an outside person tampering with footage from the house or the lounge. The docks, we knew there was something fishy going on there, but still, it all points to an inside job. Which I know isn’t the case. Our men know better. They’re too stupid to know how to hack.
“Son of a bitch,” I mutter as I look at the time. It’s taken me an hour to back trace the logs on the dock. This is pissing me off. And every ten minutes a new picture keeps coming into the phone. I know the others are getting them too because we’ve been texting each other about them. The pictures show the dungeon room. That room is secure.How?
Distracted, I must say, I’m enjoying the picture show even if I am going to have to hunt down the stupid fuck that’s doing this and kill him.
Kronos:Make the pictures stop. I can’t concentrate on killing rat bastards with a hard dick.
Ayres:Dude, seriously, these pictures of Charlotte sleeping are hot. But I need to be able to interrogate assholes without the constant dinging of my damn phone.
I ignore their texts. I’m in the middle of running a trace when my computer screen goes on the fritz. Before I can do much more, a burningHappears on my screen. And then it’s gone. My computer fades to black right in front of my eyes. The lights go out, too, and I hear water running.What the fuck?I get up and use my cellphone’s flashlight to make my way to the door. It doesn’t budge.Locked?Who the hell locked my door?
Charlotte screams and I turn cold. Fuck, I forgot about Charlotte.Has someone found her?Fuck.I have to get out of here. Before I can pry open the door, everything stops. Just like it’s another day, like nothing had just happened. Dead silence. The water goes off and the electricity buzzes back to life. My computer screen sits on a blank screen.
Hypnos:Someone has hacked our main frame. I’m going to start digging. Kill whoever you are killing right now and then go check our businesses. Do not call, the phone lines may not be secure. This is a problem network wide. I’m on the hunt.
Kronos:Everything stable at the house?
Ayres:Do we need to come back?
Hypnos: Everything is stable. I just checked, it was a power surge, but someone is playing games. I’m going to tear this fucker’s world apart. Charlotte is safe in her room; the alarms are up and running. Just check on everything else.
Kronos:Done.
Ayres:You got it.
Whoever is behind this is going to pay. No one fucks with us. I double down my efforts and more time passes by. I check on Charlotte in the monitor. She lays in a ball, holding a pillow to her chest. Her face is so peaceful, angelic. I want to believe that she wants to be here with us. But I know I'm daydreaming again for happiness. There is no happiness for the wicked.
The lights keep flickering.I don’t understand why and when the water comes on, I scream. Everything goes eerily silent.Deadlysilent. Everything is becoming too much. I lay in the bed, pulling the covers over my head. I don’t want to face what’s going on. The door stays locked. The alarm system is on. It’s all too much. My brain shuts down and my eyes close as sleep takes me.
“Charlotte.”
“Wake up Charlotte.”
Dreamland feels too good to wake up from. Shaking, I pop open an eye and look around. Hypnos is hovering over me. I shiver at the sight.
“Shh. I’m not going to hurt you. You were moaning and I came in here to see if you were all right.”
Laughter almost bubbles up. Am I all right? That’s hilarious. How can this man think I’m even remotelyall right?
“How can I be all right Hypnos?” The words flutter away from me as I stare at him. His eyes turn cold as ice as his big hand lurches at me, encircling my throat.
“Ungrateful,” he snarls at me. My entire body goes rigid as he throws the covers off my body, forcing me to look at him. To be bare to him. My body trembles with fright as he moves, spreading my legs.
“Please, I’m sorry Hypnos.” My words mean nothing to him but he releases my neck anyways. “Too late.” He pulls his cock out of his pants and shoves himself deep inside me. I scream as he forces his entire length in me in one go. The veins in his cock rub against my sensitive folds in a way I’ve never felt before. I have to admit, his cock is the perfect size. Wide enough to make me feel full, but not too long that he hurts me by pushing all the way into me. I feel ashamed to admit I’ve dreamed about him taking me in a love making session. He doesn’t need to know that, though.
“So wet for me, Little Warrior.” I growl at him and his only reply is to laugh at me. My hand comes up to slap him, but he gathers both my hands in one of his, forcing them over my head. This makes my boobs pop upward as my back arches to accommodate the position he now holds me in.
“Only b…” He kisses me, cutting my words off. That silken tongue of his delves into my mouth, claiming me. Refusing to let me breathe for more than a second, he kisses me until I lose my own train of thought.
The longer I’m here with him, well, all three of them, the more I become submissive to them. This makes them think they can get away with this treatment. His mouth moves down my throat and I whimper. He peppers soft kisses all the way to the back of my throat, near my ear. He bites my earlobe as his cock thrusts into me—deep. I moan, unable to stop myself from showing him just how much I’m enjoying this.
“That’s my warrior. Let go and allow it to happen.” His tempo quickens, pulsing inside of me and before I can control it, I cum. I don’t mean to. It comes out of left field as he bites down on my collarbone, drawing blood. He howls and spills deep within me. I tremble as he sucks my blood and finishes himself off inside me.
“Come sweet one, let’s get cleaned up.” I wonder why he’s acting nice. I shudder as we make it to the bathroom. Hypnos sits me down on the toilet and I look up at him. He takes his wet cock and pushes it toward my mouth.
