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When we arrived at the campground bordering the forest, I braced myself for anything. I thought I was ready. They still managed to throw me for a loop. Trying to stay in the car was useless when there was three of them to drag me out.

Havoc reached for the scarf tied around my neck. “This will do. Gage, get the rope from the trunk.”

“Wait, what? Rope? Um, I don’t think so.” I started to back away. Havoc grabbed my arm, keeping me in place.

“That’s right, Bad Girl. Rope. Now hold still.” While Havoc held me in place, Gage tied my hands behind my back while Knight secured the scarf over my eyes.

“Wow,” I remarked, my voice dripping with disgust. “Just when I thought you guys couldn’t get any more fucked in the head. Get help. All of you. Especially you, Knight. You’re always so quiet and nice but you’re just as screwed up as these two.”

Ignoring my little tirade, Havoc said, “All right. Here’s how this is going to go. You’re going to run through the woods. We’re going to give you a ten minute head start. Then we’ll come after you. Whoever catches you first gets to have you all to themselves tonight. Got it?”

Even though my hands were tied behind my back, I stuck up both middle fingers. Someone turned me before giving me a little shove.

“And if I refuse and stay right here?” I asked, needing to know the alternative.

“Then we all get you tonight,” Gage supplied with a wicked laugh. “Ready for more of me already, Cherry Pie?”

“Jesus Christ. Fine. Good luck, Knight. I hope you find me first.” With those parting words, I strode forward.

I felt the matching glares Gage and Havoc shot into my back. Whatever. They’d started this shit.

Pushing between the trees while blindfolded was just as difficult as one might think. Branches tangled in my hair and scratched at my face. Once I tripped over a tree root and fell onto my face, I was beyond pissed.

Changing up my tactic, I turned around and moved backwards. Even though part of me wanted to run, that wasn’t possible under these circumstances. I moved slowly, feeling around with my bound hands. Several times I backed myself right up against a tree. More than once I got myself turned around and had no idea which direction I headed. For all I knew, I could be walking right back toward those freaks.

When I was sure that ten minutes had passed, I began to grow nervous. I tried to move faster but it wasn’t easy. I tripped again, landing hard on my ass.

“Fuck me,” I breathed quietly, hoping they weren’t close.

Struggling to my feet, I continued on. A sound in the trees nearby jerked me to a stop. I listened hard. Maybe it was just the wind or an animal. Hopefully not a predatory animal or I was fucked. Let’s be real. There was no predator worse than the men who hunted me.

My lungs heaved despite my slower pace. I wasn’t sure which man I wanted to catch me. Knight said he had a thing for crying. If that fucker purposely made me cry so he could get off, I’d have to castrate him.

The snap of a branch behind me made me freeze. Shit. Someone was close. Instead of moving and making noise that would give away my location, I stayed put, hoping they would pass right by.

Strong arms suddenly went around me from behind. I gasped. Havoc’s woodsy cologne filled my nostrils. Son of a bitch.

“Not you, motherfucker,” I groaned.

“Sorry to disappoint you,” he laughed, not sounding sorry at all. “I hope you’re ready for a long night, Raina. I plan to enjoy every damn minute.”

He pulled the scarf from my eyes. I blinked several times as I readjusted to the light. The spark of true joy in Havoc’s blue eyes made me hate him a little more.

Shoving my bound hands toward him, I demanded, “Get this rope off me. Now.”

Havoc waved a finger in front of my face and tsked. “Just for that, I think I’ll leave it right where it is. Come on. Let’s head back. I want to order dinner before we party tonight.”

“Party tonight? Is that really necessary?” I let him lead me along back to the car. I was disappointed to find that I hadn’t made it nearly as far as I’d thought.

“At our place. Make sure you look hot so we can show you off. You’ve got some shit smeared under your eyes.” He waved a finger to point out my smudged mascara and eyeliner.

I jerked away with a huff, storming toward the car. Look hot? Did this jackass think I was a sex doll to parade around for his friends?

He kept pace with me, chuckling to himself while I bitched and swore beneath my breath. Maybe I could use a party after all.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

RAINA

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