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“If only you could see your face, little Scott,” Caden cackles. I hate this nickname. My older sister Emma is the Scott girl, and I’ve always been little Scott so no one would get confused. I know he’s using it to make me feel like a little girl who can’t handle this.

“I think someone’s just realized the situation they’re in.” Ethan’s words freeze me to the bone.

They drag me inside the house no matter how much I wriggle around and try to kick them. There’s a party going on in here, and everyone is drunk and high. The smell of sweaty bodies and the overwhelming bass of heavy music makes me dizzy. People cheer when they see me, congratulating Caden and his friends. They shout insults at me and the things they’ll do once Caden is done with me.

Someone throws a drink at me, and I gasp as the cold liquid hits my skin. Ice slides down my white tank top, and I struggle against Elliot and Ethan.

“Bitch, wait until I get my hands on you,” I hiss at the girl who’s now snickering in my face. She slaps me and looks up at Caden.

“Nice,” she smiles. She runs a hand against his chest and adds, “Don’t be too long with her. I want to play too.”

Who with, I’m not too sure.

Wherever they’re taking me, it isn’t easy to get there. We keep bumping into people who want to see me, hit me, insult me. I’ve had a few drinks thrown at my face by the time we reach the other side of the kitchen and go through another door. Once we’re in, I realize it’s a garage. There’s shit everywhere, open cardboard boxes on the floor, and car parts spread throughout.

“You’re popular among the Kings’ crew. Aren’t you, little Scott?” Caden asks.

“I bet many of the guys in this house wish they had caught you tonight,” Elliott adds.

“They’d pay us a lot of money to do whatever they want with you,” Ethan concludes.

I chuckle to myself and peer up at the three of them just as they release my arms. I take a step back for a proper view since they’re about two heads taller than me.

“Let me tell you something,” I say low. “If you kill me tonight, you’ll have the entire North Shore Crew on your ass. You won’t get away with it. And if you hurt me and let me go, I will come back with my stepbrothers and Emma. And you can be sure we’ll get you when you least expect it. You might hurt me tonight, but you won’t get out of it unscathed, either. So, if I were you, I’d just let me go before you get yourself in real trouble.”

The three of them eye me for a minute before Elliot bursts into a loud laugh. Caden claps his hands slowly, and Ethan takes a bow.

“Wow, that was beautiful,” Ethan cackles.

“Guys…she’s going to come back with herstepbrothers. I’m so scared.” Elliot pretends to shake and hold Ethan.

“Honestly, great speech,” Caden says. He maintains his creepy smile when he adds, “Now get on your knees and open that pretty mouth.”

I take another step back. This can’t be happening. “Fuck all of you,” I seethe at them.

It wouldn’t be the first time I got on my knees to get myself out of a situation. Everyone on the North Shore learns survival techniques early in life. I’ve not slept with many people, yet no one can judge me for the number of dicks I had to suck to get myself out of trouble.

But never have I ever had to get on my knees for the Kings, and I don’t plan on doing so anytime soon.

“I swear, Caden, I’ll die before I agree to suck your dick,” I snarl as I look around. Surely there’s something here I can use to defend myself.

“If you want to tick dying off your list before sucking me, I’d suggest doing it right now,” he says, approaching me slowly. I walk back, only stopping when I feel metal shelves hitting my back. “Because my cock is going to be down your throat in less than a minute.”

The other two jump me, making my heart pump harder from the violence in their movements. They drag me to the middle of the room, and I fight with all I have. Which isn’t much right now.

“Wait,” Caden says, and hope grows within me. “She’s right, guys. We’re not going to do this right now.” I relax my stance slightly, eager for this to be over. “Get her clothes off first.”

“No!” I shout as Elliot grabs my jacket. Ethan grabs the front of my tank top, pulling so hard it rips from my body. I cry out when one starts holding my arms behind my back and the other rids me of my jeans. “Fuck,” I gasp. “Caden, don’t do this.” Panic overtakes me, and I still when they violently rob me of my bra and panties.

I’m shaking, trying to convince myself that this isn’t really happening. Not to me, not with them.

“I told you I’d get my revenge for what you did to my sister.”

“She came to us,” I fight back as my throat tightens. The cold air raises goosebumps all over my body, and I feel my nipples tightening as he approaches me. “You would have done the same to any of us if we showed up at your house. But this…we didn’t dothisto her…”

I cry out when he grabs one of my small tits. His huge hand covers it all, making it disappear within his grasp.

“No? You didn’t do this,” he tightens his hold on my breast, “to her?”

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