Page 18 of De Luca: The Sinister Game

Drake chuckles darkly. “Pretty Girl, any lives lost are inconsequential. It got you here, and that’s all that matters. We didn’t kidnap you. You came with us on your own.”

Tears well in her eyes. “I did not come here on my own. I was coerced.”

Dante nods in agreement. “You were, but you’re free to go if you don’t want to be here. That means your sister will be handled, as all our problems are.”

A tear runs down her cheek and I fight the urge to get up and lick it from her skin. “You’ll murder her.”

I answer while she stares at my brother in disbelief. “Yes. And unfortunately, we’ll have to inform your parents that you chose not to save Nicole.”

She puts her face in her hands and sobs and it twists something in my chest, but not enough to change my mind. We watch her silently as she cries but then, like a faucet, it’s turned off as she looks up at us with pure hatred, “Fine. Set her free and you can have whatever it is you want from me.”

Again, my dick twitches with need for her. Her mouth, cunt, and even that sexy little ass. I fucking want all of her.

I rise from my spot on the loveseat and walk over to her. Taking a seat beside her, I take her face in my hands. “Now we own you. The word no means nothing to us. Scream for us to stop. We never will. You’re ours. There’s no going back.”

Sliding my hand from her face to her neck, I feel her pulse racing under my fingertips. And it’s so fucking beautiful. Her fear makes me insane with desire.

“For how long?”

Dante comes and sits on the other side of her as I growl, “Until we are both done with you.”

“I want my sister set free right now.”

My brother speaks low into her ear, but loud enough that I can hear him, “I’ll make the call, but as long as you understand if you run, we will find her and kill her. You won’t get this chance to save her again.”

Her glare stays focused on me without wavering. She says, “Make the fucking call.”

While Dante places the call, I run the pad of my thumb over her lips before pushing the digit into her mouth, “Suck.”

My dick begins to fucking weep as she obeys me and sucks it like it’s a fucking cock. Her tongue swirls around the tip, causing me to groan. Fuck. I have a feeling I’m going to be in her throat constantly.

I retract my thumb as Dante ends the call. “There. It’s done. Your sister will be home shortly.”

Again Natalia flashes me a death glare, “Just so we’re clear, I fucking hate you both. I hope you both tire of this sinister game quickly, because the thought of either of you being inside of me makes me nauseous.”

I grin, “You’ll hate fucking us until you love us, hate fucking you, Pretty Girl.”

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Natalia

I knew they weren’t good men, but this was beyond my wildest nightmares. Drake groans as he takes my hand, stands and pulls me up so I’m standing between him and his brother. “I can’t fucking wait to break you, Pretty Girl.”

I have no idea why they call Domenic De Luca the devil when there’s no man more evil than his brother Drake. The man is worse than Satan himself. There is nothing good in him, no redeemable qualities. The man is pure evil. When he vowed to break me, I believed him.

He pulls me down a long hallway and into a large bedroom. I glance around the room as I stand frozen. The walls are a dark gray in contrast to how it looked in the living room. But it’s the bed that makes me nearly laugh at them both. It’s a king-sized bed with a black iron frame, but instead of normal bedposts, the tops have black skulls. Skulls. Even the bed has to say, I’m a threatening bad guy and I wonder whose room this is. Surely, the brothers don’t share a bed.

“Whose room is this?”

Drake lifts a shoulder. “Ours now.”

I turn to him and arch a brow. “You share a bed with your brother?”

He chuckles, the deep sound rumbling through his chest. “No, I don’t share a bed with my brother. We’ll figure out the logistics as we go. One of us will always sleep in here with you. This is new for us, so we’ll figure it out.”

I glance at Dante. “Have you not done this before?”

Dante answers, “Not exactly. We’ve shared a woman sexually, but neither of us is accustomed to sleeping with women.”

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