Page 12 of Hurt to Love
“Friends, thank you for joining us,” Isaac piped up, with that smug, weasel look on his face. “We hope you’ll take full advantage of our hospitality tonight, in every way possible.” Enzo gave a smirk at his brother’s comment. “And may all our pleasures be your delight.”
Jesus, those twats liked to talk bullshit. It was killing me not to heckle them in some way. I didn’t have enough middle fingers to let them know how I truly felt about them.
I scanned the room to see if I could spot her jet black hair, but I couldn’t. I saw Amber clear as day though. Let’s just say she was a true redhead after all. She caught me staring and gave me a wink, then headed over to where we stood, clutching her tray of canapes and coke.
“Tonight may be my lucky night after all,” she purred, looking me up and down. “I never did get to show you my moves the other night.”
‘Nice try, love. But unless you have moves like Usain Bolt, I ain’t interested,’was what went through my mind at that precise moment. Getting the hell out of there was my primary goal. But I held that shit in and went with the much more socially acceptable, “I think I’m the lucky one. After a few more glasses, I’ll definitely be coming to find you, Amber.”
Yeah, that’d do. Keep the vulture at bay for a little while. She seemed particularly impressed that I’d remembered her name. Like I could forget it with her hair colour.
Amber sauntered off, and I noticed Nick salivating after her.
“Please don’t hold back on my account tonight. Have at it,” I told him.
“Like I’d wait for your permission,” he grumbled, but I knew he would’ve held back if I hadn’t said anything. We had morals, a code of friendship, unlike some people. Plus, a distraction for Amber would keep her off my back, so I could do what I’d come here to do.
“Gentlemen, so nice to see you all again so soon.” Isaac had joined our circle of three and shook each of our hands in turn.
“Thank you so much for having us,” Julian, ever the consummate gentleman, replied.
“Cill.” Isaac turned to face me with a wicked twinkle in his eye. “I think you in particular will appreciate our star performer tonight. You did get a preview a few nights ago, after all.”
Hearing him say that made my stomach roll. What the fuck did they have planned? And where the hell were they keeping her?
Sensing he was talking about the girl I’d come to see, Nick jumped in, “Is she here now?” He looked around as if he expected some beauty to appear and introduce herself.
“Oh, no.” Isaac laughed, as if Nick had said something ridiculous, and Nick frowned, unsure of what his faux pas was. “We wouldn’t keep those kind of pets in the house.”
I clenched my fists hard at my side, remembering his use of the termdogfor the girl. “So where do you keep them?”
“Outside, of course.” He leant in closer like he was about to divulge state secrets. “She’s an animal in every sense of the word. You’ll love it. I know we do, isn’t that right, brother?”
Enzo came to stand next to his brother, and I was already visualising the duct tape I’d love to slap over his smug face. I was pretty sure if I smacked the stupid out of those two, there’d be nothing left.
“She’s a wild one.” He grinned at me as he spoke, and that smack I was visualising almost became a reality.
“Well, she sounds delightful. We’ll definitely look forward to that,” Julian said, trying to bring an end to the conversation.
“The warm-up act is just starting. Take a seat; make sure you have a good view. It’ll certainly get you ready for the main event.” Isaac pointed to a row of chairs close to a chaise longue. “Feel free to play with our toys in the playrooms too. If anyone takes your fancy throughout the night, just tell them and they’ll show you where to go. We have private, as well as group rooms. Anything you need, they’ll provide it.”
At that moment the general hubbub of the room died down, and a young, naked girl I’d never seen before was led into the room, flanked by two security guards. They walked her to the chaise longue and she sat down, then leant back slightly. The men pulled out handcuffs that must’ve been attached to the chair, but I hadn’t noticed them before, and then they secured the girl’s arms into the restraints. Rather unceremoniously, they yanked her legs up and open for the whole room to see. Then they put her ankles into similar cuffs, so her feet were on the edge of the fancy sofa, and her knees fell to the side of her body. Most men in the room had their eyes glued to what was between her legs, but I couldn’t take mine off her fixed and dilated eyes. This girl was as high as a fucking kite and probably had absolutely no idea where she was.
The sound of clinking metal followed, and when we looked to the doorway behind us, another woman was being led in. This one was on all fours, and the guy walking her in was using a lead attached to her collar to drag her along. Another one of their dogs? Shit. The brothers were the fucking animals in my book.
When she approached the girl chained to the chaise, she reached her hands up and started stroking and kissing the girl’s inner thighs. The girl on the chaise sighed and moaned, writhing and rolling her hips, asking for more. All the men around the room were squirming in their seats, aroused by what they were watching. One chained up female giving oral pleasure to another, and neither one of them were of sound mind to know what they were doing. It was fucked up, but also the perfect opportunity for me to make my escape.
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Slowly,so as not to draw attention to myself, I stepped backwards and then stealthily made my way out of the sitting room. I crept along the wood-panelled corridor, past the busy kitchen area, towards the back of the house. There was a large conservatory that ran along the back of the building, and I ventured inside, hoping this might be the place where they kept her. It was overrun with wild flowers and plants that scaled the walls, giving off a sweet, heady scent. It felt more like a mini rainforest than a conservatory. There were multiple water features here and there; those brothers sure liked their water art. I ducked under branches and around bushes, but I couldn’t find any indication that they kept anyone in there. To be honest, it was quite a peaceful sanctuary. I suppose even Satan needed his days off.
I found some doors leading out to the gardens at the back, and pushed my way out into the now chilly night air. There was a smaller building to the left of the main house, and I strode over with purpose. This had to be the place. It was in complete darkness, and in all honesty, I was expecting to find a huddled mass of clothes and black hair cowering in the corner. But when I got there and flicked on the overhead lights, I saw that all it housed was their extensive car collection. No crouching girls or hidden mutes were to be found.
Maybe I’d read this all wrong. Did they keep her somewhere off the property? I was still totally clueless as to why they had her in the first place. Why were they treating this girl so badly? What the fuck had she ever done to them?
It was whilst I was cursing myself, and thinking I’d made a stupid fucking mistake coming anywhere near the Contis again, that I noticed a wooden roof just behind the trees at the bottom of the gardens. Walking farther down towards it, things became a hell of a lot clearer. Of course; this was where they kept their animals. A filthy, freezing, rundown barn.
The gentle neigh and shuffling of horses’ hooves floated over the biting, cold air, and I creaked the rickety wooden barn door open. I didn’t want to spook her or the animals, so I tiptoed into the darkness and held my breath. The first stable held a beautiful, majestic stallion, with a dark silky mane and coat. This horse was extremely well looked after. The Contis obviously took more pride in their animals than they did in the humans they housed. I didn’t know much about horses, but he looked like a thoroughbred. I patted his neck and he snorted at me. Probably giving the rest of the horses a warning that there was a stranger in their midst.
