Page 20 of Broken Promises

“You think your pussy’s too good for anyone now? You were fine with Michael tearing you in half a moment ago.”

Michael chuckled, leaning back on his heels as he crossed his arms. “Nah, she let Donahue fuck her. She’s broken in.”

I tried to slam my elbow back to make Devon release me, but he just grabbed my wrists in his large hand, keeping his other hand on the back of my neck.

“I’ve always loved how much you fight me,” Devon murmured close to my ear, his groin pushing against my ass. “Feel free to kick, scratch, and bite me. I fucking like it, baby.”

I struggled harder as Michael took my hands, and I became more frantic as they managed to get my hoodie and shirt off.

“You’re a piece of shit, Devon. Walk away before you can’t!” I threw at him as he unclasped my bra, my knife falling onto the bed. He grabbed it, and I froze as he flicked it open and lightly trailed the blade down my spine.

“You’re going to take both our cocks, and then you’re going to walk out of here with our cum dripping down your fucking legs for everyone to see,” he spat, leaving Michael to hold me as I watched in dismay as Devon cut my shirt and hoodie to pieces.

My pants and panties were next, and I hissed as Michael released my hands to fist my hair, yanking me up slightly.

“You still want me to teach you?” he snickered, nipping my ear painfully.

“I get her first,” Devon warned as he kicked his pants off and tossed my knife back on the bed beside me. He stood just in my view, and I couldn’t avert my gaze from his dick. I’d kind of hoped the asshole had a pin dick, but it was huge.

He was distracted as he stroked himself, and I took the time to dart a hand out while I had a second, grabbing my knife, and slamming it back into Michael’s side.

He screamed like a girl and stumbled away from me, but my victory was short-lived as Devon almost broke my damn wrist to make me drop it, his fist connecting with my mouth.

I used the rest of my energy struggling and screaming, not giving a shit about seeming pathetic. I’d rather be labeled a cry baby than let either of these guys take a piece of me that I could never get back.

Tears tracked down my cheeks as I felt the head of his cock press against my pussy from behind, my body bucking wildly to try and stop it.

Then, a gunshot sounded, and something wet dripped on my back. Devon’s grip on me loosened as he fell, and I scrambled to the far side of the bed, flinching as a second gunshot went off.

I was ugly crying, my heartbeat pounding in my chest as my eyes landed on Devon’s dead eyes. Blood oozed from a hole in his head, and when my eyes raised to our attacker, relief filled me.

I never thought I’d say that about the asshole in front of me, but I knew he wouldn’t hurt me.

“Ander?” I choked out, his steel gray eyes void of emotion. But then, he spoke, his voice calm and reassuring.

“Hey, Bluebird.”

I crumbled, wrapping my arms around my legs as I drew them to my chest, loud, gut-wrenching sobs leaving me.

He yanked his black T-shirt off, approaching me slowly. “C’mon, put this on. I’ll get you out of here.” I felt the bed dip as he moved towards me, and I flinched when his fingers gently took my wrist. “Just need to get your arms through my shirt.”

His eyes didn’t leave my face as I lifted my arms, and once the shirt was covering me, he took my face in his hands to inspect the swelling on my lip. His thumb brushed it, and I winced, his eyes flashing to mine.

“Where did you even come from?” I asked as I tried to get control of myself, a small smile tugging at his mouth.

“I would’ve been here sooner, but you’re really hard to find. We need to go.”

“But—”

“Cleanup crew will be here in a second, don’t worry,” he assured me as he stood. I wiped my face and took a deep breath as I got to my feet, stumbling slightly.

Ander’s hand darted out to catch me, and the second he grabbed my arm, I slapped him.

“The mafia?” I snapped, the fear turning to pure anger. “You’re on the run from the fucking mafia and left Zav as your scapegoat?”

He cringed. “Long story. We’ll talk in the car.”

“We almost got killed because of you!”

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