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"Take your whore and leave," Fabio chuckled, amused by our floorshow. "Fill her up with your seed and put a baby in her belly – if you haven't already. Fuck the mommy-issues out of your body. Her tight cunt should distract you from your so-called hunger."
"Shut your mouth!" Trigger barked, running a hand through his hair. "Do not speak about her like that."
"Why not? Did we not all watch you fuck her like a brood mare just minutes ago?"
A pained snarl tore from Trigger's throat. "You arediabólico."
"And you are ungrateful," Fabio countered, thoroughly enjoying his son's misfortune. "You finally have what you've always wanted, son. You own her. Ashton Northwood is all yours. No other man can touch her – not without your blessing. She is sullied only to you," he continued. "Isn't that what you've always wanted? To keep her all to yourself? Your littlemi reina. To fill her up with your seed and swell her belly? I gave that gift to you, Trigger. It was my good will that permitted you to contest and claim your little lamb back from Jethro, and yet, instead of being grateful to yourpapifor such a prize, you are acting like a wounded boy."
"Because you tricked me!" Trig strangled out, chest heaving. "You made me –"
"Rape her?" Fabio goaded with an evil sneer.
"No!" Trig flinched. "I did not mean to –"
"You meant it," Fabio pressed, laughing. "Your misplaced fury had you blinded, my boy, and you reacted on primal instinct. You were an animal. You made her suffer. You made your father proud. Now, be a man and admit it."
"Father," Jethro interjected, edging closer to me. "This isn't –"
"Silence, Jethro," Fabio commanded.
Ignoring his father, Trig swung around to face me, jaw clenched. "I am leaving." His chest was heaving as he desperately tried to keep his temper in check. "I have to – but I will not force you to come with me if that is not what you want."
Trembling, I opened my mouth to say something, anything, but nothing came out.
Something dark flashed in his eyes and he nodded stiffly. "I understand."
Without saying another word, Trigger stalked out of the room, leaving a trail of blood and destruction behind him.
"Well, well, well," Fabio mused, sounding slightly disappointed. "I expected more of a dramatic exit." He turned to Paulie and smirked. "You remember his mother; she was a handful, too – that's where he gets all that unrestrained passion from." He sighed loudly. "It makes for great sport, but it will get him killed sooner than necessary."
Still riveted to the mattress, I shivered violently as Jethro closed the space between us and gently draped his brother's white shirt over my shoulders, shielding my breasts from view.
"Don’t cry, Ash," he whispered, wiping a tear from my cheek with his forefinger.
I wasn't aware that I was crying.
Nothing seemed to be working right.
"It's over now."
"You best take her somewhere safe, since your brother has once again abandoned her," Fabio announced. "My men and I are hungry sharks and we can smell fresh blood." His lust-filled eyes traveled over my body and he licked his lips. "I do not wish to break the code of my ancestors, but I only have so much willpower, and I can smell her pussy from here." He stroked his whiskered chin. "She smells mouthwatering."
A pained noise tore from my chest and Jet quickly helped me off the bed, forcing my body to move.
Feeling weak and lightheaded, I wobbled on my feet and sagged against Jet's lean frame, physically unable to take my own weight.
Shivering when he wrapped an arm around me, I forced my body to relax and let him guide me to the door.
"Where should I take her?" Jet asked, stopping in the doorway to look at his father. "To his quarters?"
"She is his now," Fabio agreed with a bored sigh. "Drop his whore at his door and be done with her."
"I, uh –" Swallowing deeply, Jet looked down at my naked form and paled. Jaw slack, he turned back to his father and said, "I think she needs a doctor, father."
"A doctor for a whore? You must be joking." His father laughed. "She will bleed out on the floor before I waste resources or risk my privacy for a woman."
"There's a lot of blood," Jet pushed. "Too much." He squirmed in discomfort. "Down there."
