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Get her to the table.

I trembled at those words. My core clenched tight as the guards dragged and fought my sister, shoving her forward with brutal blows. Papers fluttered from the desk to the floor and a stack of hardback books followed with a thud as Vivienne’s head snapped backwards from the brutal assault and her knees gave way.

Everything happened in slow motion. The guard towered over her, shoving her even harder to the floor. My pulse sped as my widened eyes fixed on the sight as she was slammed against the floor and those words…those neon fucking words. Mine. Owned. Obey…obey…obey.

“That’s the way.”

I was moving before I realized it, pulled forward to the desk near the books, then I was lifted and placed at the edge.

“Lie down,” Coulter commanded. “Lie all the way down.” He licked his lips as I slowly lay back. “Four million dollars.” He muttered. “I’m going to get my money’s worth.”

Heavy, gasping sobs drew my focus as, from the corner of my eye, Coulter fumbled with the zipper of his pants. I turned my head to watch as Vivienne pushed herself upwards on shaking arms. Her eyes glistened with tears, her face was ashen, but it was the blood on her shirt that riveted my eyes. The vibrant blotch was more sickening than a gunshot to the chest.

My babies! Her screams still resounded in my mind as Coulter moved, slowly taking a step toward me, his hand reaching all the way inside his trousers to pull his hard cock free.

“Open your mouth, Helene.” His words were warped and slow as my mind shattered, breaking into a million tiny pieces.

I stood outside myself at that moment, watching as that version of me did exactly as he ordered. Coulter took another step and rounded the desk to stand beside me, blocking my view of my sister, until the glistening pink tip of his cock was all I saw.

“Open, Helene.” He gripped my chin, forcing my mouth open. “Open wide and take what I give you.”

Revulsion hit me, making my stomach clench until I knew I was going to be sick. But I was outside that body, looking down at myself. That version of me didn’t suffer. That version of me didn’t care.

“Helene!” Vivienne screamed my name. “HELENE!”

I jerked my gaze to her as Coulter drove his hips forward, guiding himself into my mouth.

No.

I jerked my focus to Vivienne as she shook her head, staring in horror. Her mouth moved, screaming…

But I couldn’t hear her.

I couldn’t hear anything.

My throat clenched as Coulter bucked his hips, driving all the way into my mouth. That revulsion slammed into panic, surging all the way through my body like a drug.

In a blinding moment, everything slammed together.

Vivienne.

Coulter.

And me…

I wasn’t outside my body anymore. I was on that desk…on that fucking desk with his cock shoved down my throat.

Panic roared. My chest was on fire, caving in with the need to breathe.

“That’s it!” Coulter moaned as he drove his cock harder into my mouth, cutting off my air. “Suck it, you filthy fucking whore!”

No!

No!

NO! I howled in my mind as I gnashed my teeth together and bit hard. The sharp incisors snapped down and carved all the way into that thick, throbbing flesh until with a pop of that vein, the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

Coulter jerked instantly, then looked down.

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