Page 47 of Retaliation
Andras smirked. “Sara is our new permanent house guest. Someone must be with her at all times. Understood?”
I scowled as Dev nodded along with the others. “What about my classes? My work? I’m supposed to sing tonight.”
Andras studied my face, considering. “I’ll let your teachers know you’re taking a leave of absence. As for the singing, if you can behave yourself while I’m gone, perhaps we can accompany you to the club.”
I furrowed my brows at him. “Why?”
“I want to hear this voice Ty and Dev have gone on about.” Andras smiled, and I shivered as the devil looked down at me from behind his eyes.
“And who says I won’t run and scream for help when we get there?”
Andras smirked, cocking his head to the side. “You won’t.”
“We own this town, pet,” Ty added, rounding the table and caressing my face with his knuckles. “And now we own you too.”
I jerked away from his touch. “No one owns me, fuckface.”
Levi laughed, and the sound was anything but comforting. “Welcome home, diabla.”
I turned to Dev, but he refused to meet my gaze. It seemed I was on my own in this house of monsters.
Andras left shortly after his ridiculous declaration, and I glared at the three devils left before me. Dev’s feelings about me were growing more unpredictable by the hour. One minute he was gently cleaning my torn feet, and the next he was ignoring me while his so-called “brother” choked me half to death. And so what if I liked it? Fucking fuck these guys.
“Now what?” Levi smiled, hopping on the island counter and eyeing me hungrily. “We’ve got our very own princess locked away in our castle. What should we do with her?”
Ty leaned over the table, his muscles straining beneath his fitted black tank. His hair was loose and wavy around his face, and he looked every bit the lion on the hunt. “I have a few ideas.”
Dev slammed his hands down on the table, grinding his teeth. “We are not torturing Sara.”
“I think she’ll like it,” Ty murmured, licking his lips as his eyes wandered to the ropes squeezing my tits and my very hard nipples.
“She is sitting right fucking here.” I rolled my eyes. “Can we start with a shower?”
“Fuck yes.” Levi clapped, and I had to laugh.
“As in the royal we, you dick. I need a shower. And clothes. Don’t want a stinky house guest, do you?” I arched a brow, and they all looked around, unsure what to do next. “So when Andras isn’t here do you all turn into a bunch of limp noodles? Can’t make a decision without Daddy, eh?”
Three sets of angry eyes snapped in my direction, and my mouth popped open at the demons prowling just beneath the surface.
“Damn. What’d I say?”
Dev thrust his chair back and stood from the table without looking at me. “I need to go check on the bar and get someone to manage for a couple days while I’m here. I’ll grab a few things from her apartment. If there is a single fucking scratch on her when I come back, I will shoot your fucking dicks off.”
I laughed and was rewarded with a ghost of a smile from Dev before he stormed out.
“And then there were two,” I murmured the words, and Ty arched an eyebrow.
“Agatha Christie fan?” He smirked, and my mouth popped open. “What?”
I shrugged. “I just didn’t realize you could read.”
Levi barked a laugh, pulling a knife from his pocket and stalking toward me. I watched him, fairly confident he wasn’t about to gut me. He slipped behind my chair and cut through the ropes. I groaned as my muscles ached from being tied up for so long. I stood, reaching my arms to the sky and stretching, pushing up on my tippy toes and shaking out the aches. I opened my eyes and smirked at the two beasts eyeing me hungrily. I was fully aware the T-shirt rode up my thighs, exposing my panties to them. If I could keep them thinking with their dicks all day, I might get out of here sooner than I thought.
“Alright, boys. Point me to a shower, please.” I batted my eyes and smiled sweetly.
Levi offered his arm, and I took it.
I kissed his cheek playfully. “Such manners.”
