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“You?” Alex asks Eason.

“Just because I’m a doctor doesn’t mean I can’t do some basic hacking.”

“Yes, it does. Stick with the scalpel, brain surgeon, and leave the code alone,” Kai says, and they chuckle.

“Enough,” I shout. This is getting out of hand.

“I need to get out of here.”

“You can’t. Snowstorm,” Eason says.

No. No. No. No.

I rush to the glass wall, and already I can see the beginnings of a storm. Then I look down and stagger backward. We’re in a cabin wedged into the face of a mountain, and this room we’re in juts out of it.

We’re all going to die. This whole thing is going to fall into the ravine below, and that’s it. After everything I did…

My phone, still clutched tightly in my hand, beeps. I glance at it. It’s a banking notification. Frowning, I open the app. It feels as if I’m going blind.

There’s an amount in my account with way too many zeroes. I blink, over and over again, and instantly decide it's a banking error. I turn my attention back to the men in the room. The need to fall to my knees and just cry myself into a pathetic heap of nothing rears strongly.

“We just paid for your virginity,” Alex says, slipping his phone into his pocket.

“Three, point three, three, three, three, three, and so on, for each of us,” Eason says.

“You’re ours, Princess. No one else gets to touch you. Ever,” Kai says.

Chapter Sixteen

Skye

Am I really doing this? Yes, I don't have a choice. Not now. I had a plan, thanks to Lily. But because I somehow inadvertently became involved with three men who really had no business looking the way they do, that plan changed.

If I don’t transfer the three hundred thousand dollars to The Sledge Hammer, I’m dead. Or as good as.

If I’d been at home in my dingy apartment, I would be preparing for the auction right now. Someone somewhere would have paid the minimum bid for me. That would have been two hundred thousand dollars. I could have asked the mafia guy for a little more time, and he’d grant me that out of goodwill. I was good for it.

But no. An ex-FBI agent sees my picture on a sex site, has a wild hunch that his friend, Kai Davidson, won’t be able to resist me, because if Alex couldn’t resist me and thereby also Eason, I was automatically Kai’s type.

Then Kai kidnaps me, and thirty minutes ago they paid me ten million dollars to take my virginity. All three of them.

I can’t even wrap my head around that kind of money. I’m certainly not understanding the magnitude of it. I just can’t imagine that kind of money, so all it means is I can pay off the mafia debt and Kelsie can finish school.

Back to whether or not I have a choice. No, I don’t have a choice or any other options available to me because we’re snowed in, in a cabin, literally in a mountain for god knows how long.

Right. I look at myself in the mirror, and for the first time in my life, I wish I were prettier so I could at least be in the same realm as them, even if it were just at the edges of where all the beautiful people live.

I’d just taken a shower, and the pale pink nightie I’m wearing, because Eason instructed me to wear that one—yes, he even packed all the lingerie I got from The Lush Blush Lounge—is modest at first glance. Floor length, the garment cascades over my curves softly but decisively. The lace detail on the bodice is strategically designed to reveal my nipples. The slit that runs up to my hip reveals my naked pussy with every step I take.

I’m not wearing any makeup except pink lip gloss, and since I don’t own expensive bottles of perfume, I still smell of my lavender soap, coconut oil, which I use as a moisturizer, and baby powder. Eason brought all my toiletries to me.

I gather my hair into a high ponytail and leave it at that.

It is what it is. If they don’t like the way I look, well, sorry for them, but they should know there’s a no refund policy with this. That’s exactly what Lily would tell me. I like this me. Theold Skye would have hidden herself in the bathroom and stayed there until she died.

The old Skye would never have even considered getting paid for her virginity.

I pull out my phone, make the payment to The Sledge Hammer, and step out into the open-plan living area.

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