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My stomach drops. I could have sworn we’d agreed… but when I think back, I can’t remember Pavone saying anything specific.
“Please don’t,” Vanessa begs. “We. We didn’t… We didn’t mean to—”
Shit. It sounds like Vanessa is about to confess something. She doesn’t know the extent of what had happened earlier today, but I know Pavone would take any excuse to hurt us more.
“Please!” I say quickly, “I’ve been trying so hard for you. I want to be good for you, but if… if anything happens to Nessa…”
I add a few halting sobs that aren’t entirely fake.
“Seriously?” Pavone complains, finally letting go of me. “Crying already? Why do women always turn on the waterworks?”
I cower away from him, but I make sure he can see my lip trembling. The only advantage I have with Pavone is that he doesn’t know me. He underestimates me. I can’t make myself seem like a credible threat.
“I called for help as soon as that man touched me,” I sob, maybe a bit dramatically. “Please don’t hurt her. Please don’t hurt us.”
It feels wrong to admit how much I care about Vanessa to a man who can use this against me, but then, he already knows. It isn’t new information.
I wonder how Victor would turn this situation around. But he isn’t here, and I need to work with what I’ve got.
Pavone glances at Vanessa and Rossi with a scowl. “What should I do with the crying bitch?”
Rossi shrugs. “Up to you. But if we aren’t doing anything else, I’d like to go back to bed.”
Pavone chuckles darkly. “Good point. Tell you what, you can have the sister. Just to give my darling fiancée a bit of a taste of what could happen if I ever find out she’s lying for real.”
“No!” I burst out, and my tears are very, very real. “Please don’t touch her. I’ll do anything.”
“Anything, eh?” Pavone says. He’s still grinning at me. “But we got Damien out of bed for this. Don’t you think he should have some sort of reward for helping out?”
“I’ll do it,” I say quickly.
“Lucia, no!” Vanessa says. “I can… I can handle this.”
No, she really can’t. But I can.
It’s disturbing how detached I’m learning to be when it comes to using my body as a bargaining tool, but I don’t have time to think on that.
Pavone starts laughing loudly. “Would you look at that? You ever see a display of such self-sacrificing sisterly love, Damien?”
Rossi shakes his head mildly. “No. Loyalty like this is… rare.” After a pause, he adds, “I don’t want to sleep with your fiancée.”
“Fuck off, I wasn’t going to let you!” Pavone shouts. “Just for that, you get to watch though. Actually, yeah, that sounds like a great idea. Babe, strip and get on the bed, we’re going to give Damien and your sister a proper show.”
I don’t dare hesitate. I pull my nightgown over my head.
“Lucia!” Vanessa says urgently, but I ignore her. I’m not going to risk Pavone letting Rossi hurt her because I’m not behaving properly.
I don’t want Pavone to fuck me in my sister’s bed, but the alternatives are worse. I can deal with another fucking from the man who seems to think he owns me—who does own me, if I’m going to be honest with myself.
“No!” Vanessa protests. “I’ll do it. I’ll… I’ll let Damien…”
“Fucking shut up already,” Pavone snaps at her. “Don’t be so ungrateful, after everything my wife-to-be is doing for your sake. Unless you think I should fuckbothof you.” A disgusting smirk spreads across his face. “Now there’s an idea. Damien, what do you think? Should we make them kiss? Been a while since I had sisters. Hell, we could pull Eva in, do a whole incest themed party.”
I want to puke, listening to him fantasize about me and Vanessa and my mother.
“I only wantyou,” I say, putting my hands on his shoulders. “Please. I’m not into… women.”
“See, this is why I think you could be a lying snake,” Pavone answers as he puts his hands on my hips. “I know that wasn’t the truth.”
