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“It’s okay. We’re here now,” I say, pulling her close to me.
Three each circle the assholes and tie their limbs roughly. Lars groans and squirms, and Max swiftly kicks him in the stomach.
“We can get them to the police now, and this will all be settled,” Brandon says. “I can stay here with them while you guys get Eve to the hospital.”
“No,” Eve says.
We all turn to look at her. Her face is cold. Her body is dripping and broken, but she stands up with barely a wince. The fire in her eyes is a stark contrast from the look on her face—the combination sends a cold chill up my spine. Is this really our Eve?
“No hospital, no police. These men will suffer,” she says, her voice seeming to come from miles away.
None of us question it. We all have a thirst for their blood, and we only thought to turn them in because we thought it’s what Eve would want.
She’s changed. She’s come to understand a lot of the world, very quickly.
Thuds, yelps, screams, and cracks echo across the small office room of the warehouse. I stand up with Eve as my colleagues each have their full way with the three men. Blood pools across the ground as the three very obviously come close within an inch of their lives.
The three sets of our guys look over to Eve, scanning her face as she stares down at her attackers. She simply nods. With that they each swing their fists down simultaneously.
Evelynn stares down at the now lifeless forms, glaring.
There’s not a single hint of regret across her face, but I still can tell she’s not quite there. Seeing bodies in this form, barely recognizable as human, has a very disconcerting affect on people. I begin to worry, but, as if reading my mind, she shakes her head.
“This was for the good,” she says.
Her voice is clear and calm. She’s not trying to convince anyone, she only says it as a fact.
“I was told things like this happen for the good of all, and I didn’t believe it. Not until I saw the evil that can live within the hearts of lesser men,” she looks at each of us in turn as she speaks. “But I understand. I’m at peace with this day, and I’m happy to be amongst you all.”
She walks into the next room, stripping off Jake’s blood and sweat soaked shirt, as well as the tatters that used to be her own clothes.
“And all I need now is the embrace of my men.”
Chapter 35
Eve
I stand in front of them, naked. I am no longer the woman I once was. I don’t know where that girl went, but she is long gone.
I am not a confident woman, one who orders the demise of three men without blinking an eye. I never, in my wildest dreams, thought that could ever happen. I still don’t know if this is real or a dream.
“Eve, you okay?”
Jake asks, but his eyes never leave my naked body.
“Y-yes…I’m fine. I didn’t know I had that in me, but now we all know that I do.”
My voice is raspy still. It’s been a long and rough night. I wasn’t sure three hours ago if I would still be alive, but here I stand, and there they lay. Only the strong will survive in this world. They proved tonight who the real Boss was.
I take a deep breath, motioning for them all to join me in the room. A warehouse isn’t where I would want the ten of them to fuck me, but I need it right now.
I need to feel alive again.
I know the quickest way for that to happen is to allow them to pleasure me in every way possible.
“Take off your clothes. Get those bloodstained things off your bodies.”
My words are demanding. I want to burn the clothes. We need to get rid of all evidence, but not before I get rid of all the tension in my body.
One of the guys comes back dragging something from deeper in the warehouse: a fresh mattress, plastic covering included. We’re in a furniture storage warehouse, apparently. I wonder if they knew about—
My mind stops at the thoughts of those three again. I shiver at the thought of them touching me. I would rather have died. I can never fathom the touch of anyone other than the ten men in front of me. The shame would be unimaginable.
The dank cold of the warehouse brings a real shiver up my spine. I need a hug. Someone to wrap his arms around me and tell me that I will be fine. That might be a weakness, but I feel as though I have been strong for so long.
What would my mother think of me now? I hope she would have done the same thing I did. I am sure she would.
