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As Dad approaches us, Athena hangs back, closer to the door, unable to look at her sons or me.
I don’t blame her.
This looks like a porno.
The woman hates cursing and sexual innuendo. She’s clutching her pearls and praying for our souls over there.
My dad’s eyes look darker, like bottomless pits. “Ophelia Cora Drakos,” he shouts so loudly it pierces my eardrum. “What in the hell would possess you to fuck your brothers?”
“They’re not my brothers,” I spit back. “We don’t share any DNA.”
“That is beside the point, young lady.” He walks toward us, not giving a single fuck that we’re all in his kitchen butt-ass naked. “I never should have let you run The O Club. That place has corrupted you.” Dad shakes his head, disgusted, and picks Atlas’s shirt off the floor, throwing it at me. “Get dressed. Now!”
I use the fabric to cover my body since lifting my arms to yank it over my head would only make this more awkward.
“Look at you,” Dad sneers. “You’ve turned into a whore. How could you let your stepbrothers take turns with you?”
“Dad, I know how this looks.” My voice trembles with each word. “Just calm down.”
“I will not calm down.” He throws his hands in the air, bursting with anger that flushes his tanned cheeks. “You have ruined everything, Ophelia. Everything! I gave you a family again, and this is how you repay me?”
“I never wanted them to be my family,” I fire back.
“Now I know why!” Dad’s nostrils flare as his eyes sweep over the kitchen to each of my men. “You took advantage of my daughter. I know Athena didn’t raise you to be sick perverts.”
“In all fairness, Belen,” Ares says, “you don’t know us well. And we like your daughter.”
I love that Ares is coming to my defense, but it’s not helping the situation. Because hearing how he feels about me only increases my father’s rage. He balls his hands into fists at his sides, teeth clenched. For a second, I think he’s going to hit Ares.
That won’t end well.
Ares will knock him out.
“My daughter isn’t some toy for you to pass to your brothers,” Dad yells. Then his eyes are on me again. “Effective immediately, you’re disowned, Ophelia. All of you pack your bags. Get out of my house. I never want to see you again.”
“No,” I protest. “You can’t do that to me.”
The guys don’t argue. At least they have somewhere else to go while I’m homeless and destitute, everything I have tied to my father.
“I can do whatever I want.” His eyes flicker with heat that causes my stomach to twist into knots. “You can kiss the clubs goodbye. Forget the life you had. It’s all gone, Ophelia. I hope tonight was worth it.”
My club.
Tears streak down my cheeks. “Dad, no. Please. I’ll do whatever you want. Don’t take Olympus from me. I need it.”
He has no idea how much becoming Mistress O has helped me to accept myself. And my girls? What will they do without me?
Dad sneers. “We’re done, Ophelia. You’re not my daughter anymore.”
ChapterSix
OPHELIA
My dad kickedall of us out of his house. But after some convincing from his new bride, my stepbrothers got to continue living under this roof.
It’s not fair.
I throw clothes into a bag, still crying uncontrollably. Atlas tries to hold me, but I push him away. When that doesn’t work, Ares wraps his strong arms around me from behind, squeezing me so tightly I can’t move.
