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He should’ve heeded his own advice. The one time failing to do so led to a rival family getting the upper hand and burying a bullet deep in his head. They're gone, save for their wannabe grandkids—mere boys the same age as Kyrian—who believe they can resurrect the family's former success.

That’s never going to happen. Not as long as I’m still breathing. And it’s already a stipulation in my will for the family to uphold that they never do.

I can hear her stomach growl from where she sits beside me. She’s caving in on herself, her head down, and hands clasped in her lap. If she only knew the way she’s sitting, it calls to the dominant side of me. She’s hungry and that part of me wants to feed her and I will. But there’s no need to stop for food; we’ve already ensured the penthouse is stocked with plenty of meals, some pre-prepared and others not. Maybe my little mouse will want to cook for us, a meal that we can eat off of her body.

Just a little longer and I can get my first taste as I get her to spill all she can on the fucker who killed my family. A small slither of my heart hopes the resemblance is just that, and not an actual connection to him, knowing I’m about to tear her down.

Chapter 13

Elena

They talk amongst themselves as we ride to the penthouse he mentioned. But I stay quiet, hoping that if I fold into myself, they’ll forget I’m here. I still can’t believe there’s three of them. I didn’t know that was an option, but I guess it makes sense now with some of the questions they asked on the questionnaire. That should’ve been my first clue.

“Virtue.” I hear the name Edward gave me being called again. But this time it clicks and I turn my head, attempting to find the owner of the husky voice.

“Huh?” I know I sound out of it. This whole evening has me so discombobulated I don’t know how to act. But mostly I’m freaking out about losing my virginity to one of these three men. Will I even be any good at it? Will it hurt?

“That is not the proper answer. It will always be Sir. Try again.” The older man’s deep voice makes me squirm in my seat, my sweaty legs sticking to the leather seat.

Shit. Please don’t let them notice!

“I’m sorry. Umm. What did you say?” He glares at me as he clears his throat. “Sir.” Biting my lip, I lower my eyes to my lap. Something about saying that excites me.

“That’s better, Little Mouse. As I was asking, are you hungry?”

“No,” I pause, but quickly add, “Sir.”

He gives me an approving smile that has me blushing, wanting more. A smile, praising me for giving him what he wants, has my body on fire.

“Are you sure? The way your stomach is growling is telling me differently. Did you eat prior to coming tonight?” he questions. “I saw the tray of appetizers in your room, but they barely looked touched.”

I look away from him, glancing out the window so I don’t have to see any of them. How do I answer them?

“Little Mouse, I need an answer?”

“Well, I worked today, so when I got home, I had to hurry and get ready for tonight. I was so nervous I couldn’t eat, and then I tried to eat some of the food there. But each time I tried, I felt like I was going to be sick,” I ramble quickly, still not wanting to look them in the eyes.

“When was the last time you ate, Cookie?” the older of the two younger ones asks. I was so nervous when they were introduced I can’t remember their names, only that they started with a K. What were they again? Fuck me.

“Cookie?” His tone is more stern this time.

“Sorry, it was last night, I think. Maybe yesterday afternoon. I can’t remember.” It’s not a lie.

“Sunshine, you’ve got to eat. It’s the first thing we’re doing when we get to the penthouse. And I’m Kyrian. That’s Killian.” My eyes widen, and my jaw drops. How did he know? “I’m not psychic. But I can read facial expressions well. I saw how you were squinting your eyes and the wrinkles forming on your forehead. I just assumed you were trying to remember our names.”

“I was,” I admit softly.

“Thank you,” Liam tells someone on his phone. When did he make a call?

“There will be food waiting when we get there. You will eat and while you do, we’ll go over your hard and soft limits provided in the information they gave us. Seeing as you are a virgin, I’m assuming you answered some of them without fully knowing what they were. We will also need to know the extent of your purity. Are you completely untouched, or have you experienced some things?” Liam’s voice stays calm and collected and oh so hot.

I go to open my mouth, but he raises his hand, and I immediately stop. He gives an approving nod, and fuck if my pussy doesn’t throb. Is this normal?

“We can discuss everything after you eat.”

I nod and turn my head to the side, leaning back against the seat as I stare out the window. The vibrations of the car lull me, and my eyes become heavy, fluttering open and shut until eventually they just stay closed.

I don’t know how long I’ve nodded off for but their voices catch my attention, more specifically one in particular.

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