Page 12 of Broken Secrets

Crew coming into the bathroom pulls me out of my thoughts. The smell of vanilla and jasmine invades my senses, and I look over to see Vale filling the tub with some sort of oil.

“We are going to get you cleaned, and then we will put ointment on your cuts and bandage your feet.”

Crew doesn’t ask; he just does, and at this point, I guess I’m going to just be a willing participant. He picks me up and places me in the warm water, instantly soothing my aching muscles. Crew grabs a sponge, pouring some body wash on it. He cleans me from head to toe, not missing an inch. His hands are so gentle, and that’s something that I’d never expect from him. The way his fingers massage my head while he works in the shampoo has me moaning out. He’s doing it better than the lady at my hair salon. Once he’s done with my hair, he makes one more pass over my body, and when he gets to my legs, he says, “Spread your legs for me, baby girl.” Doing so willingly, he rubs the sponge in between my thighs. I notice the moment that he tenses when he gets an up-close and personal look at the scars that mark my almost-perfect skin. He looks up at me, and the look on his face sends a chill down my spine. At this moment, he looks like he wants to beat my ass. Without me even telling him, he knows what I’ve done to myself.

“Dahlia,” he says, growling out my name. “Why the fuck did you do this to yourself? There better be a reasonable explanation.” He looks like he’s about to tie me up and never let me go. “If you want to bleed, then we’ll fucking make you bleed. Your body belongs to us and no one else. It doesn’t even belong to you anymore. We own you, and that tight little ass, body, and soul, forever. You wanna bleed, baby girl? If you do, it’ll be from our hands and no one else's, especially not yours. You have no idea how bad I want to take you over my knee right now and spank your little ass for cutting yourself. Fuck around and find out, Dahlia. I swear to God that you will regret hurting yourself. Your life isn’t your own anymore. We’re taking matters into our own hands since you don’t know how to take care of yourself. It’s our job to keep you safe and protect you, so from now on that’s exactly what we’re going to do.” Well, fuck my life. That pisses me the fuck off, but it’s hot as hell, how demanding he is right now. Not gonna lie, that made my pussy wet.

Crew is pissed, but Vale stands there with what looks like tears glistening in his eyes. He’s the more sensitive brother.

“Crew, don’t you think we should give her a chance to explain before we just jump to conclusions?”

Vale’s not happy but at least he is willing to let me explain. Crew rubs his fingertips along the many different scars, and my breath catches.

“Let’s make sure we get all of the soap off. Once we get you all dried off, we will clean and bandage everything so it doesn’t get infected. Then I think we need to go sit in the living room to have a chat.”

Agreeing with him, I just nod my head.

Chapter 14

Dahlia

Once we’re done in the bathroom and I’ve been bandaged to the point where I feel like a broken little china doll, Crew grabs a t-shirt that undeniably smells like him and pulls it over my head. The material is so soft against my skin, and I honestly love it.

“Where are my panties, Crew?” He looks at me with a smirk.

“You aren’t getting any until we get the answers that we want. Even when we get those answers, you still might not get your panties back. I guess it really depends on what your responses are and your behavior too, baby girl. You know I’d love nothing more than to push you until you break.”

Cocky bastard.

I subtly try to squeeze my thighs together, but he notices. He notices everything.

“Do you like it when I tell you how it’s going to be, baby girl? How you are going to behave, and do what you’re told? I bet you do. I’m willing to bet that if I ran my fingers up that perfect little slit, I’d feel just how much you really like it right on the tips of my fingers.”

Oh, fuck Crew and his dirty words. My face is probably as red as a tomato. He chuckles, and the timber sends a thrill down my spine.

“Leave her alone, Crew. Let’s go sit in the kitchen and talk. Besides, I’m pretty sure that my Little Lemon is starving, and I mean for food, Crew, food. She’s not starving for your cock, man.”

But Vale looks over at me with a knowing grin.

“I could eat. I’m starving. I ate yesterday, but that was before the frat party with Via. My mind is still a little fuzzy where that’s concerned anyway.”

Both boys growl, and that confuses the hell out of me until I remember Silas and the fact that they saw what I let him do to me. Oops. I guess I shouldn’t have mentioned the party.

“What do you mean, your mind is still a little fuzzy? Did something strange happen last night? Did someone hurt you? You need to tell us everything.”

Woah, he’s going fifty miles a minute here. But, I mean, something is off. That whole night was strange for me.

“Something’s been bothering me just a bit. I didn’t drink that much, and as you already know, I only had sex once before today. My behavior was totally off. I don’t go around trying to make myself look like a slut. I swear to you that I have never done anything like that before.”

Both boys are wearing pissed-off expressions for reasons unbeknownst to me.

“You were drugged, Dahlia. Someone fucking gave you drugs, and I am going to fucking kill them.”

Crew is growling at this point, and Vale looks like flames are about to fly from his eyes. His eyes harden, and I know one wrong word will set him off.

“Via gave me the drink. She is my best friend. I’ve known her for the longest time. Do you really think she’d do something like that? Besides, after getting our drinks, she was basically fucking her boyfriend on the dance floor.”

They both give me a knowing look.

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