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Haidyn goes back to the windows. There’s nothing around for miles—just woods, more woods, and mountains. The Spade brothers—our fathers—once thought that was enough to keep the prisoners contained. But Ashtyn proved them wrong, so we added extra precautions to make sure no one ever escapes again, including us. Not like we’d ever walk away from Carnage. No matter how much we want to.
“We brought her in to help you,” I remind him.
“She can’t,” he growls.
“You don’t even let her try,” I argue. I think a part of her wants to fix him even though she understands he’s not broken. He’s just a man with demons.
“Unless she’s on her knees, she’s useless,” he mumbles.
“Kash called David.”
David is a pimp, and the women he loans out are as close to therapy as Haidyn’s ever going to get. At least they seem to help for a little bit. When you’re willing to pay for sex, you get to do whatever you want. Case in point—I was balls deep inside Ashtyn not even forty-eight hours ago, and she had no idea who I was. Just a man willing to pay to use her body. She’ll be giving it to me for free from now on.
“Isshehere?” Haidyn asks, ignoring my previous statement.
“Yeah.” Kashton and I arrived with Ashtyn yesterday morning, but we hadn’t seen Haidyn until now. I kept her sedated for quite some time. I wanted her to heal somewhat before she awoke and realized her life has forever changed. I have plans for her, and I can’t start fulfilling them until she’s ready.
His hands fist as he whispers, “You shouldn’t have brought her back.”
I run mine through my hair. “She’s here for us to use. You…we all deserve our revenge.” I once loved Ashtyn, but I let her cloud my judgement. It made me soft and almost got my brothers killed. I won’t make that mistake again.
He turns around to face me. “I’m going to kill her,” he growls. “Don’t you get that? If I touch her, she’s dead.” He takes in a deep, calming breath. “And the worst part of that is she doesn’t deserve it.” He hangs his head and shakes it. “She’s not responsible for what happened once she was gone.”
“She left us,” I grind out. Just thinking about her running from me and getting away with it makes me want to kill some unlucky bastard. We got lucky, or I probably would have never found her. I hate to admit it, but my wife hid well.
“No. She left you. She never belonged to Kashton or me. She was yours, and you let us borrow her. Big difference.”
I did. I got off on watching my brothers get off. She loved it. And that’s what turned me on the most. She was mine to use, but she was also mine to loan out. Now she’s under our roof and the three of us will make sure she’s always on her knees. “Well, she’s ours now,” I say just as Kashton enters.
“I sent a car for the girls. They’ll be here soon,” he announces.
Haidyn gives us his back once more and stares out the windows, watching the clouds roll in. It’s supposed to storm its ass off for the next few days. The thought makes me smile. I love to watch the world go dark.
* * *
I walkinto our office and sit behind my desk. The first thing I do is pull up the camera footage on my computer. Ashtyn stands in her bathroom, hands on her stomach, while she stares at herself in the mirror. Tears run down her cheeks while her fingers lower to her brand. Even though she’s had it for years, it was more of a reminder of where she came from. Now it’s a reality.
I placed a tracking device in her while she was out this time. She’ll never get away from me now.
Sedation at the time was the best option because I didn’t want her to know just yet who had her or what was happening. Seeing the look on her face in the bathroom when her eyes met mine was worth the wait.
She takes a few steps back, her naked body shaking with the sobs as tears run down her face like the rain that hits the windows at my back. She’s a sobbing mess, and it makes me smile.
Cry for me, sweetheart.
The door opens to the office, and I look up to see Kashton enter. He plops down at his desk to my left and looks at me. “The girls arrived. At least they’ll keep Haidyn busy for the day.”
I snort. “Maybe.”If he doesn’t kill them.
“We can only hope.” He picks up the remote to the TV on his desk and turns on the seventy-inch screen that’s anchored on the far wall.
A friend of ours appears, standing outside of his business.BLACKOUTis written in black letters behind him and his wife who stands next to him. Her hand on her belly. It’s not noticeable yet, but she’s expecting.
She’s got the biggest smile on her face when he reaches down and grabs her right hand as he addresses the large gathering of reporters. He wants the world to know that she is his everything. I get it. He gave up his life for her. And almost ended up losing everything he loves.
Sitting back in my seat, the news goes to a commercial, and I pick up my cell, dialing his number.
“Saint? What’s going on?” Tyson Crawford answers on the second ring.
