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For once, Sawyer obeys, and it makes me even more concerned. He always fights me any chance he gets.
I follow him into the car. Sawyer brought a woman back to our home. Why in thehellwould he bring her there?
I glance at Miles to see his reaction. He won’t look at me.
My gut twists. What happened in these few short days?
“Sawyer,” I say, trying to keep my emotions in check. “Why is she at our house?”
Sawyer shrugs, then sees me watching him and answers verbally, “Never done it before. Thought it would be fun.”
Miles scoffs, and Sawyer shoots him a glare.
The two of them fighting settles me a little. They always fight. It’s Sawyer’s toxic way of showing love.
We drive the rest of the way in silence. I know both of them are waiting for me to ask more questions.
I don’t. I want to go home and make them cry their answers to me while I play with their limits. Goddamn, I need a brutal fuck. Need to remind them who they belong to. To remind them that theyneverdo things without me.
We pull into the driveway, and I glance at my bedroom window. What the hell is waiting for me in there?
I head straight to my room with both men following me and throw the door open.
There, on the wall by my bathroom, sits a feral little creature. She’s naked from the waist down, and one leg is covered in blood. She jerks when I walk in. Our gazes meet, and I stop. Her blue eyes are arresting, and they spark with hatred. She’s gorgeous. A perfect little plaything to destroy my men. Where did she come from?
“Oh, you must be Ryder.” The woman sounds bored, but her entire body is tense. She’s surrounded by a complete mess. I look closer. Hangers, suits, and glass. And she’s…chained by her neck? My room is trashed. My sanctuary. Gone. My stomach clenches.
I turn to Sawyer, who looks smug.
“Sawyer,” I growl. “Why did you leave her in my room?” I already feel the panic from the chaos creeping into my bones.
Miles’ angry voice cuts through my anxiety, “What did you do to her, Sawyer?”
“Nothing.” Sawyer raises his hands. “And even if I did, that’s the game, Miles.”
Miles looks over, and his eyes spark in real anger. It mirrors the anger I feel in my soul.
Usually, we fight over small things. Leaving food out overnight and leaving the truck empty on gas. Sawyer messes with Miles to get a reaction. I fuck the attitude out of both of them. This is more serious.
I came home to a house divided, which has never happened in the history of our relationship. And all because of this girl.
Immediately, I don’t like her.
Fuck, I feel like shit. This should not be happening right now. I need to wash the germs off from our trip. I can’t crumple now. Not when they both need me so badly. I need to get them both set back in our system.
I snatch both Miles and Sawyer up by their necks and shove them toward the bed.
“I’m going to punish you until you tell me what’s really going on here. Neither of you will come unless I think you deserve it.”
I’m going to fuck them, and then I’m going to get rid of our vicious little problem.
Chapter 28
Miles
The growl in Ryder’s voice makes me shiver. He’s fucking pissed. I’m not sure how I got wrapped up in this, but Sawyer’s a big boy, and he can admit how he fucked up.
I glance at Cali again. She watches us with shrewd eyes. The blood on her leg has dried, so she must not be hurt too badly. Still, the fact that she’s injured makes me murderously angry.
