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“What will happen to José, Papi?” I asked. “Will you send him away?”
“No. He won’t go anywhere. His father is one of my best men, and he is here to keep you and your mother and sister safe.”
“Will he be beaten, then?” I had asked.
“Only if you learn how to do it yourself,” Papi had said. He’d taken hold of my upper arms and shaken me hard enough to make my teeth rattle. “You need to grow up and stop being a crybaby. You are embarrassing me in front of my men. Next week, you are going to start training. You will learn to fight and defend yourself. I’m trying to raise a future heir to this empire.”
“Last week, when one of the girls made my sister cry, you sent her away,” I had exclaimed.
“Your sister is a girl,” my father replied. “It’s different for them. They can’t help being weak. We aren’t that way, and it’s time you learned to take your place here.”
He stood and turned away from me, looking back one last time. “Go with your mother and see the doctor, but stop your sniveling.”
I had gone to see the doctor, and he’d given me some medicine. It was a bitter tasting liquid, but he told me it would take the pain away. It had, and it also made me feel floaty and happy. Whenever I hurt myself after that, I never bothered to go to my father, or even my mother. I would just find the doctor and he’d give me some of the floaty medicine and make everything better.
Now, sitting here as a grown man, I’m scared the medicine is in control of me and not the other way around. The only problem is I don’t know how to stop. One of the only times I don’t feel the urge to pop one of my pills is when I’m with Mackenzie. For some reason, when I’m with her, the screaming in my head calms a little. Of course, it doesn’t stop the physical pain, but it does help me deal with things when I’m around her.
I have a sick secret. It’s one I find hard to even admit to myself. My dirty secret is that when I’m hurting Mackenzie, whether it’s with my belt or my actions toward her, it takes some of my own pain away. I guess it’s like Dom’s self-harm in some sort of sick reverse. If she knew, would she hate me? At least, I think she would.
I glance at my watch and realize I don’t have long before I’m meeting the other two in the den, along with our precious doll. If Dom tries to make her join us with his usual hardheaded demands and orders, Kirill and I will try a different tactic to make her ours.
The one thing she can’t resist is the sexual attraction between us. If Dom starts getting on his high horse and it looks like she’s going to run, I think Kirill and I should use her sexuality to trap her. She’s the most wanton, sensual woman I’ve ever met. She is as hooked on this as we are. Dom doesn’t need to push her into this. She’ll choose it if left to her own devices because, just like us, she can’t do any different.
I place a quick call.
“Da?” Kirill answers.
“How you doing?”
“Peachy, I think the American’s say,” he says then coughs.
I wonder if he’s heard anything back from his father about the watches yet, but I don’t ask.
Christ, we’re all so fucked up.
“Listen,” I say. “This meet with Mackenzie in the den, if Dom starts to do his imperious bullshit and is bossing her around, how about you and I defuse things?”
“Happy to, my friend, but I don’t think I can dance at the moment. I am a little sore.”
I chuckle at that. “I was thinking more along the lines of sex.”
“With Dom?” He makes a gagging sound.
“Ha ha, asshole. No, with Mack. We defuse the situation by getting down with Mack, and Dom won’t be able to refuse.”
“No, he’s as desperate for her as we are. So, what is the plan?”
“If he starts to lay down the law, one of us can move things in the other direction and the other gets on board with it. I think it should be you,” I say. “Start to undo her blouse or stick your fingers in her panties. Move things away from Dom being an arrogant dick.”
“Why me?”
“Because you’re the one with all the charm,” I reply.
“Da. This is true. I do have very much charm. Also, I have very good looks, where you are an ugly bastard.”
I hear the laughter in his tone.
“No way. You got the charm, and I got the looks.”
