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“Mmm,” he groans appreciatively. “It seems like she’s soaking wet for us, boys. I wouldn’t be surprised if someone’s already broken her in tonight. But that’s alright, pet. I’m big enough to make you feel like a virgin all over again.”

The other two laugh darkly.

Then the soulless-eyed man runs his fingers between my folds. I’m still slick from my time with Pyotr. I can feel it, and it makes my stomach turn. The revolting sensation of his hand on me–so completely different from how I felt with Pyotr–makes me want to crawl out of my skin. I shudder, trying to find a place of refuge in my mind for what’s to come.

Then the onyx-eyed man holds up his fingers, wet with the remains of my arousal, for the other two to see. They whistle and jeer, pressing closer as they crowd my body.

Closing my eyes, I swallow hard and pray.

“Put her on the table,” the lean man commands, his face still uncomfortably close.

I can smell the vodka on his breath, and it almost makes me heave.

“Once I fuck her, you boys can decide who gets her next.”

“No!” I scream as the man behind me passes one of my arms to the other man groping my breast.

They lift me bodily off my feet as if I weigh nothing, and though I kick and fight with every ounce of strength, nothing I do grants me freedom. The cold, coarse felt of the card table meets my hips, and my heart attempts its own escape since my body’s not going to make it.

“Please, no,” I sob, my fight turning feeble as they shove me down onto the cold hard surface.

They chuckle darkly, completely without pity.

The two bearded Russians pin my arms and fondle my chest as the soulless-eyed man sneers down at me. And then I hear the sound of a zipper lowering. Tears blind me as I sob uncontrollably.

Knees shove roughly between my thighs, forcing them apart despite my best effort.God, please let me black out,I pray silently. Because that’s the only feeble protection I might get now.

A loud bang makes the three monstrous Russians pause in their assault. Startled confusion flits across their faces, though their iron hold on me doesn’t slacken.

A crack echoes through the room. It’s so loud it makes my head spin, and my ears start to ring. Muffled footsteps follow at the same time as the barrel-chested man releases my arm, and for a moment, I think he might be leaving. Then he collapses to the ground with a dull thump.

I try to sit up, but my head spins, and the dark-bearded Russian still has my arm and chest in a powerful grip. Just for a second. Then another deafening blast fills the tiny space. The dark-bearded man jerks and his hands release me.

I scramble up, my eyes wide as I spot the blood oozing from his shoulder. And as I stare, a third shot splits the air, making my eardrums throb painfully. A small black hole appears on the wounded Russian’s forehead.

Panic consumes me.

A scream rips up my throat, and I dive toward the floor on instinct. I can’t make sense of what’s going on. All I know is that I need to find cover. And as the soulless-eyed Russian turns to face the door, I curl beneath the card table, making myself as small as I can.

A sickeningly wet sound catches my attention somewhere above my head, and my stomach roils. Then the last of my attackers falls to the ground.

20

PYOTR

Efrem and Val appear out of the darkness as I make my way toward the house once again. My blond bodyguard silently hands me my gun and pocket knife, his jaw set in a grim line. I know he doesn’t like that I ordered them to stay in the ballroom when I took Silvia upstairs–especially now that I’m wandering the grounds in the pitch dark.

But I can’t bring myself to care.Where the fuck is Silvia?

My anxiety’s starting to climb, swallowing my guilt and concern. Though it’s my house, it isn’t safe at this time of night. We have too many guests with shady backgrounds who probably overindulged and planned on spending the night.

If she ends up running into the wrong man…

I shove the thought aside. It’s too horrible to even think about.

Entering the foyer, I pause to reassess. But I have no clue where to start looking for her. Val and Efrem silently flank me, waiting to follow where I go.

Then a terrified shriek turns my body to ice.

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