Page 96 of Heirs of Havoc

“Nope.” Feliks’ voice comes from behind me. “She doesn’t.”

“How badly do you want to help, Mia?” Vlad asks.

“Enough.” Being around them brings a sultriness back to my voice. One that makes my cheeks heat.

“I’m not convinced,” Lev says.

Reaching for the bulge growing in Vlad’s jeans, I spread my knees before palming it with my hand. “What will it take to show you I'm not the enemy?"

Vlad growls, his hand coming to my curls. “You know what’ll take, Merlo.” Hands come to my shoulders as I unbutton Vlad’s belt. “Everything.” Another pair of hands rake through my hair. “You’ll be ours. Only ours. You tell us everything. Where he lives. What he does. His routine. I need to know Martin Merlo from the inside and out, understand?”

His thick shaft springs out when I tug his jeans below his waist with his boxers. “I thought you wanted me. Not my father.” But he’s asking for all of me on their behalf. He’s asking for me to break my family law. To do the unthinkable. To my family, that’s a death sentence.

I don’t know if I can do that.

What I can do is distract them. I know these men. I know what it takes to get them eating out of my palm. But the defiant look in Vlad’s eyes doesn’t convince me it’s the same this time.

My head pulls back with a hard tug, Lev’s eyes looking into mine from above. “This isn’t a fucking joke, Mia.” His face comes closer, his lips hovering over mine. “We need your loyalty. We need you.” The heat in his eyes is enough to distract me from his words. Even though my gut tells me differently.

Don’t trust them.

Go home.

You can save Dom yourself.

But I know I can’t. I know I need them as much as they need me.

Swivelling around on my knees, I look Lev in his eyes. “What do you need me to do?"

Lev’s eyes shift to Feliks’ before Feliks crouches to my level. “We need you to get us inside, Bunny.” His fingers trail my cheek, sparks spreading across my skin. “Can you do that for us?” He switches again, from careless to considerate, in a flash.

Lev’s hold on my hair tightens before a hand comes around my throat. “She doesn’t have a choice,” Vlad growls, his finger on my pulse.

“You were a good girl, last time,” Lev reaches for his belt. “You gonna be a good girl again for us, Mia?”

“I say we make her.” Vlad’s hand falls to my tits, my nipples puckered under my hoodie. I shouldn’t want this. Not now. I should focus on getting Dom back. I should focus on finding out what the fuck these guys want from me, but it’s clear it’s a lot more than loyalty. They want everything. My body, my soul. My famiglia.

“You want me to swap my family for yours?” It’s hard to fight the moan that escapes when Vlad pinches my nipple, a shock igniting my core.

“Don’t gotta say it so sassy,” he replies, twisting to one side.

He makes it hard to speak. “H-how can I trust you?” Meeting Vlad’s eyes, I’m looking for that look he gave me that night. When he wanted to make sure I was okay.

Feliks’ finger comes under my chin. “You still don’t trust us?” His golden eyes meet mine, searching them. “After everything?”

“I—” Then he cuts off my words with his lips. Right in front of Vlad and Lev.

Butterflies erupt on my skin. Feliks’ lips are enough to send my mind orbiting into space with Lev tugging my strands. Feliks’ tongue plays with my barbell while Vlad’s fingers twist my nipples in the most perfect way. A ripple of tingles spirals through me and it’s easy to lean into him. It’s easy to let go of my hesitation. My fears.

“Be part of our family, Mia,” Feliks whispers against my lips. “Have our back and we’ll have yours. That I can promise and if you know us, you know we don’t go back on our word.”

“Is this what family does?” I look between their hooded eyes.

“Sharing is caring,” Lev chuckles.

“Sharing …”

“We share everything, Mia Mouse,” Vlad echoes Dom’s nickname. “Including hatred for you.”

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