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They didn’t want for anything because Marco made sure they got what they asked for. And in return, they got their hands dirty when it came to the schemes he planned.
The creak of a door echoes in the dark, and I push to my feet. They’re coming for me, and I have to be ready. This time, I’m going to have to fight for my life. Judah will not allow me to kill anyone else. He will not want to test my loyalty. He’s going to want to kill me if I don’t offer what I know.
And even then, I’m not sure he’ll let me live because I betrayed him. He knew what was coming before I could tell him. Before I could warn any of them, Judah was already privy to the plan. Which means he’s been spying on me. I suppose it puts us at even levels when it comes to lies. However, my future husband will not see it that way.
It was my father who forced his hand. It was my bloodline who started the war that’s just started amongst our families. And there’s not much I can do to stop it now.
Question is—Will Judah still want to marry me? And if he does, will he ever forgive me?
DECEIT
JUDAH
We’re goingto be the Ruthless Kings soon. It’s a name that will be given to us when we step up to the thrones of our families. I thought I would have a queen beside me, but she lied. She hid things from me I can never forgive. And now, I will walk on this journey with Valen and Kai.
I don’t love her.
I felt nothing for her.
That’s the same mantra I tell myself every single fucking day.
But I know it’s all a lie.
When the door slides open and scrapes along the concrete ground, I don’t wince, but I do grit my teeth. I hate the sound because it reminds me of what my father used to do. When he brought me down here, he wanted to teach me what we, as Venier Bosses, needed to do. He enjoyed it. There was never a time I didn’t see satisfaction on his face when he walked into this dungeon to torture, maim, and kill someone.
Granted, I was convinced I’m the same as him. Throughout my life, I wanted to be, and as much as I enjoy the job, I don’t do it to innocent people. My father had no morals. Even though I live a violent, chaotic life, and I have most of the students in this school, on this island afraid of me, it’s nothing compared to what the old man was capable of and it makes me wonder if Jordan will become just like him.
Brielle stands in the darkness. Even cast in the shadows, she’s beautiful. I know Kai and Valen feel the same. I can practicallyfeelthem vibrated with the need to make her pay. But this torture isn’t like the others we’ve dished out on disloyal subjects.
There is something vastly different about what we’re about to do. We conversed and agreed. Kai wanted to take the lead, but Valen stepped up. He’s been her friend since she arrived, which makes sense he should be the one to dole out the first round of punishments on our pretty little spy.
Val steps forward causing Brielle to step back. But when he crooks his finger, it’s as if she’s mesmerised by him and obeys. It’s an erotically exquisite sight to behold.
“It’s time,” he tells her and I allow him to move past both myself and Kai toward a room we haven’t used in years. I’ve only ever seen it in action twice before. Once by my father’s hand, and the second by my own.
Marco’s filthy whore he sent into my home to spy on me and the guys was dealt with in the only way we know how, by making her beg.
And Brielle will meet the same fate. The only difference is, she’s going to have to survive all three of us. And that’s definitely not going to be easy. The corner of my mouth quirks into a grin as we follow Valen and Brielle.
“Don’t enjoy this too much,” Kai whispers. “Someone might think you’re in love with her.”
I snap my glare to his, and he knows he’s walking on thin fucking ice in saying that. But then again, my best friends have known me most of my life, and they can read me like a book.
I haven’t allowed myself to say it or consider it. But I can’t deny it’s an emotion that’s slammed into me a few times since laying my eyes on her.
But I’ll fight it.
I can’t love a liar.
I can’t want a spy.
And I certainly will break her before she becomes my queen because even though I hate my father’s last wishes, I’ll never go against them.
The room we take her to was designed for something other than the violent torture we usually dole out. It’s been locked up tight for so long, I’m expecting it to be a mess, but I’m surprised when I find the tools shiny and shimmering.
“What the fuck is this?” Brielle snaps when her gaze lands on the large, wooden St Andrew’s cross which sits against one wall. It may look like a dungeon of a talented Master, but it’s far from it. Instead, it’s here for amusement.
We’ve not really used it for its true purpose. And perhaps Brielle will be our first.
