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“No…fuck…no,” I beg, opening my eyes wide and fighting with everything I have to pull away from their hold. I can’t let this happen. I can’t have my dick inside June and let them hurt her further through me. I can’t be a participant in raping her.What do you think you’ve been doing while they have been raping her? She was just forced to give you head, motherfucker!My mind yells back at me.
Willing or not, just by being present and not fighting them to save June, I have been a participant in everything they are doing to her. Being weak and pitiful is no excuse, I didn’t even actively fight back or try to stop them. I wish he would just end my life now.
“Where are the weaknesses in their defenses?” Vincent yanks hard on my ear lobe, forcing my head in his direction. June leans against the bed, unable to hold herself up any further. Her eyes meet mine, and I witness the terror in their depths. She’s in there still, trapped by what’s happening to her. Her eyes beg me to not allow this to go on any further.
“There…are none. Stella and my….” I swallow the bile from my throat at the treacherous words escaping my lips. “My uncle has the house…fortified.”May Mia forgive me one day for my betrayal.
“There has to be a way to get to her!” Vincent slams his fist down on the bed mere inches from my face. His face is red with rage, and his eyes glow with psychotic menace. He won’t give up on this quest to get his hands on Mia. “What about my treasonous son? He survived our little ministrations, didn’t he?” Laughter that sounds like a donkey braying rings around the room.
They think it’s funny that they tortured Theo and broke his mind. I hope mytioManuel and Diego keep their promise to Mia and bring her Vincent’s severed head. This monster needs to die. I stare at June with fear, she looks so broken. I curse myself but spit out what he wants to know with vehemence. “He’s alive…no fucking thanks to you…you monster.”
“He’s like a cockroach, I can’t seem to get rid of that pest.” Vincent pushes June away from the bed, and she stumbles before falling hard to the ground and placing her body in the fetal position at his feet.
“Francis, let’s go see if we can get our hands on my wretched son. My little queen seems to have the strongest feelings for him.” He smirks at me, evil glee across his face at the prospect of hurting Theo once again. “You haven’t been very useful, Mateo. If I don’t get what I want, I will dispose of you.” With a last yank on my hair, he releases me, and they all leave the room.
The minute I hear the door slam shut; I push myself hard into a sitting position. My head momentarily spins, but I ignore it, reaching over to try to loosen the bonds around my arm. “June…” I whisper, but she doesn’t even flinch. “June…please.” I finally get the knot loosened and slip my arm out of the confines of the rope. The rope is just a precaution against me attacking them. It’s not what’s keeping me prisoner in this room; my constant weakened state is.
I let my body dangle from the bed until I fall to my knees on the hard concrete and then drag myself over to her. I pull on her arms to dislodge the tight hold she has around herself with her limbs. “June…please look at me. I am so fucking sorry, June.” I lean my head against hers and wrap my arms around her. No sound escapes her, but I feel the wet presence of her tears against my shoulder.
“I’m going to get us out of here, June. I promise no one will ever hurt you again when we get out of here.” I whisper the words against her blood-matted hair and hope to God that I can keep them.
Chapter 31
Finn
“There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.” Gilbert Parker
Ipacebackandforce along the stone flooring in the entryway. Carter is loudly raging in the kitchen, and the sound of glass shattering is loud before I hear a loud thump and his cry of pain. I stride quickly into the room and catch Raegan hitting him repeatedly with a large metal ladle. The anger on her face is palpable, she’s lost control of herself, and Carter being the dick he is, is receiving his comeuppance for triggering her.
“FUCK RAE!” He tries to deflect the hits she’s reigning down on him, but he’s not quite fast enough before she catches him again with the utensil. “Rae, please, girl, stop fucking hitting me!”
“You reckless, brainless, manwhore, you better stop breaking Mia’s shit. You’re a guest here in her home, and I’m aiming to make you a dead one, ya hear, Carter Pemberton!”
I move towards her, my intention to remove the weapon from her hands, but she turns suddenly, and before I can even react, I’m getting beat with the damn ladle myself and have to raise my hands to deflect the blows. “And you, you dirty fucking dog, you let her go. You good for nothing, hound. You let her sneak out of here and put herself in danger with only an unstable Theo for defense.”
I let her vent her frustrations and fear. She knows damn well, I didn’t let Mia do anything of the sort. I know she’s terrified; we all are. How could Mia do this? How could she recklessly escape the property, charge through the damn gate with the Range and run down two security men in the process? I reach out and smack the ladle out of Raegan’s hand, causing it to go skating across the floor. I grab one of her wrists and pull her into my body, wrapping my large arms around her tiny frame. She resists immediately, trying to fight me like a little bear cub, fighting off a grisly. I don’t relent, squeezing her tighter until the fight leaves her limbs, only to be replaced with giant wrenching sobs.
“What if they get their hands on her, Finn? What if they take her?” She sobs into my chest, her body deflating and shaking in my embrace.
“Theo is not going to allow anything to happen to her, Rae. He made his way out of hell for her. He will protect her to his dying breath, and even then, I don’t think anything or anyone would be able to pry her from his grasp.”
Raegan pulls back from my chest to stare up at me. She’s so tiny that she barely reaches my collarbone. I stare into her tear-swollen green eyes and see the fear alive in there. “Finn, he’s unhinged. He’s as much a danger to her as those other fuckers that want to take her.” A sob escapes her lips. “He could hurt her.”
“No fucking way, RaeRae! You don’t understand, girl. She’s his reason for living. He would never hurt her.” Carter storms around the island, his body locked tight, and fury etched across his features. Shit, I think he’s probably aged five years since Adam and the other security guys raced into the house to tell us about Mia’s daring escape. When she returns, I plan to chain her to me, so she never leaves my sight.Good luck with that,my mind snarks back.
“You don’t honestly believe that Carter. Deep down, you worry that he’s going to hurt her in one of his rages. He’s not the same Theo.” She sniffs and moves away from my body, putting distance between us just as Tom storms into the room.
“Tom. Have you found them?” I move towards him. If Adam was terrified, Tom was incensed at Mia’s daring escape from the property. Honestly, I think we all underestimated her determination to leave, especially after we were able to thwart her last attempts.
I swear, between Mia and Theo, I don’t know which one will drag me to an early grave with their reckless actions. Let’s also not forget the fucker leaving me disturbing “Traitor” messages all over the damn house. I swear if it’s Mia, I’m going to freaking tie her to my bed and spank her ass raw.
When Adam stormed into the house to raise the alarm of Mia’s escape, I grabbed the first shirt out of my closet to slip it on, only to realize the majority of my shirts in there had been shredded and the word “Traitor” was scrawled across the back of the closet door in black marker.
This petty shit is getting on my fucking nerves. I don’t know if it’s Mia doing it. Maybe it’s Isabella or that dick Diego. I’m just about at the end of my rope, and I’m going to start retaliating in kind. I am sick to death of being reminded that I was a traitor all those years ago when I was a kid. I. WAS. A. KID.
Do they not understand the pressure I was under back then to fit in? I was moving into a world I didn’t understand, with new rules and people I couldn’t relate to. I had to fucking assimilate, even if I didn’t want to. I couldn’t be the poor biracial kid from the wrong side of town in a rich man’s world. Sometimes I wish my mom had never met Jack, that way my life wouldn’t have changed.
Yeah, what I did allowing Amelia to get bullied by my newfriendsdeserves some punishment, but don’t they realize that I’ve had to live with self-loathing for years?You deserve everything you’re getting and so much more for what you did to her, you coward.The thought races through my mind, and I know it’s a hundred percent accurate.
