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Mario acted insulted by my words, but I knew he'd give the same ones with his employer. "Why did you have to make this so difficult?"
Removing his hands from Millie's pussy, he licked his fingers clean before snapping them together. The backdoor of the car opened, revealing a new man holding the one person they could use against me. My mother had been gagged with her arms tied behind her back, tears streamed down her face, being forced to see my reality because she slept with the wrong man too many years ago.
"Ma," I pleaded, knowing I gave him all the power in this moment.
"Let's try this again, Costas. Either you kill Millie, or I kill your mother and you. There's only one option for you to keep your life and hers."
My life and hers...
The one problem I'd been trying to avoid by keeping her far from my life.
seventy-three
Millie
My head felt like sludge had been placed around my brain to make thinking twice as hard. Fighting through the haze to gain my conscience back, it took the man holding me, violating my most intimate bits to rouse faster. My heart began to hammer, knowing he planned to rape me. Costas tossed a comment about doing this before he came, and it felt like something shattered inside of me. He acted so tough, so unaffected.
At least he tried to remain loyal to Tony through it all. I had that to keep my thoughts company as I braced for the last ones to fill my mind. For a second, I thought Costas would choose me, but his stoic face gave nothing away. It felt like ice over my whole body because he became the man I'd met in my apartment the night he took me.
With an aching jaw, I tried to pop it by shifting my teeth and rotating them as the men squabbled. Most of their conversation felt like they were having it under water, but I knew that came from the drugs in my system. Mario kept bringing up Costas not being like his father just like Tony hadn't been. My mind picked up those pieces to realize the secret Costas had never shared with anyone. It made Giorgia's cruelty make more sense too. Costas would always be a permanent and physical reminder that her husband sought other lovers outside of their bed, and he put up with it to never let Tony get hurt.
A sadness swept through my stare, but he couldn't see it because the haze of drugs still blinded me. Once they showed they had his mother, I knew all bets were off. I also knew I'd been the one to disclose that information without meaning to by having her come here. The blame of it all sat heavily on my shoulders when Mario gave Costas his ultimatum. It was either my life for both of theirs, or we all lost.
Costas couldn't look away from the woman standing taller than any other I had ever seen. She never cowered, meeting Costas's stare with her own one of strength. She was telling him to kill her and get me out. Without having her mouth visible from a gag being wrapped around her head, I understood everything she planned to relay to him. She wanted to sacrifice herself for the greater good, but I couldn't allow that on my conscience.
"Kill me," I breathed out in a flushed tone, showing I hadn't come fully back online. My core ached between my legs, and I felt something sticky drizzle down, promising I understood my best friend more than I ever wanted to. The only thing keeping me from teetering completely over the edge happened to be keeping the man before me sane.
"What?" Costas let his gaze widen in response.
"This is all my fault," I cried. "They found Lucia because of me. I brought her here. I brought her into this situation. Costas, if she dies and not me, I'll never forgive myself. I'll never move on. Save your mother." Already being sexually assaulted and drugged tonight, I couldn't add a death to my toll.
"Well," Mario breathed me in. "At least she's smart enough to know what's good for her." Licking along my neck, the pervert cackled, keeping his voice next to my ear for the others not to hear. "We all took you for spin in that backseat and only traded places between you two ladies when we finished with your tight little cunt."
Trying to demean me with the power he used over my body, I had to embody my best friend. I had to call upon her reactions to things like this to not crumble under the pressure. "Huh, you did?" Wiggling my hips a little, I felt the pulsing pain of being overly used, but I kept it hidden. "Because I don't feel any different. Are you not very big or did you ejaculate before ever reaching my entrance?"
Using all the loathing skills I had, I let him see he was a piece of shit. Mario growled, striking my damaged face with the gun. He only joined Giorgia's marks, so I bit my tongue to not make a disgruntled sound. Turning my head back to Costas, I gave him a firm nod. He managed to pull out a handgun while Mario had me under his thumb of revulsion again.
Closing my eyes, I knew Costas would tell the guys I loved them until the end, that I stood my ground the best I could, but my sacrifice had to be made to spare his mother. I could live with that. I could live with my father learning the truth because he'd know I saved someone else. Growing up, I often read the Twilight series as a comfort read. The opening phrase about not giving your death much thought but dying in the place of someone you love made sense. That was me right now. I didn't love Costas's mom—even though I knew I would—but I loved him. I loved her son...
Little tears left my closed eyes as my lower lip quivered. I'd be dying for those I loved, and I chose to accept it. Mario kept his face right beside my head, excited to watch Costas put a bullet in it so close to him. He thrived in the sufferings of this world, embracing the sick satisfaction his blackened heart would pleasure in when my demise struck.
From here, I could hear the pulling of the release on the back of the gun, cocking it to be ready to fire. My heart pounding became the only sound I could hear as it encompassed every piece of me. The last thing I'd hear was my life beating within my chest. The irony of it nearly drew a smile, but I held still.
The exploding sound of the gun happened, and I knew my end would come with it. Feeling speckles of warmth hit my cheek, I wondered if he'd missed and hit me somewhere else. Maybe I hadn't felt the pain just yet? The hold being used to block my movement loosened right before a thump sounded from behind me. Shrieking, I jumped away from Mario's body just in time to open my eyes and see Costas shoot the other guard in between the eyes. His mother didn't flinch when the shot buzzed right beside her head because she trusted her son.
Me? I let my quaking legs take me to the ground because I couldn't believe I'd survived. Turning my head, I saw how Mario's body fell back onto the car, poised like an action movie. He didn't move, and I saw a stream of blood fall from under his frame. My shaking hand reached for my face to touch the droplets on it, realizing they were his and not mine.
Costas had chosen me... He'd chosen all three of us.
He marched directly to me because I'd been a bit less composed than his mother. When he knelt in front of me, his hand lightly touched the side of my face to see the bruising and blood on it. Weeping in a mix of joy and terror, I clung to his chest and began sobbing. "You saved me."
He nurtured my need to feel his warmth, holding me tightly to him to keep my attention off the other things around us. Breathing me in, it didn't feel like the icky way Mario had. No, his felt sensual. It felt like his primal need to check on me came from somewhere deeper than me being his lady of the house to protect. It made me feel like I was his.
"Always, Millie. I will always save you."
His words were scarcely above a whisper and could barely be heard over the sound of a revving truck engine growing closer to us, but I heard them. I heard the promise in his forever like my heart had agreed with the other two men in my life. With new headlights on us, everything that followed happened like a dream. Tony and Draven were around us in an instant as Costas freely let me go for Tony to take.
"Get her back to the compound and have her screened by the doctor. Mario..." Costas couldn't finish his words just like he couldn't look at me. "Take care of her, and I'll handle the clean up here."
