One
NERINE
“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Angel.” Theo's stern words pierced the air like a sharp blade, making me tremble with fear.
On my other side, Xander's large, rough hand gripped my chin tightly, his expression unforgiving and filled with anger.
"Are you ready for your punishment?" he asked in a low, rumbling voice that sent chills down my spine.
It was a dangerous blend of desire and fury that I couldn't resist.
Fear tightened around my heart as I desperately fought against the restraints keeping me in place. My eyes flickedbetween the two men, their familiar darkness flashing with rage and sending a wave of panic through me, replacing my usual submission. I struggled to understand their anger, trying to push through the fear and confusion clouding my mind.
How had everything spiraled out of control? Doubt crept in, gnawing at my resolve. Did I truly deserve this punishment? What if they were right?
The thought paralyzed me as my heart waged war between guilt and defiance. "Please," I whimpered, my voice trembling. "Please, let me explain."
But their eyes only grew darker, shadows looming over me and filling me with dread.
"Just listen to me," I pleaded, my voice diminishing as their anger intensified.
"Enough!" Theo shouted, making me jump at the sound.
His imposing figure loomed over me, his anger palpable and capable of shaking me to my core. The thought that they could be this angry with me left me reeling.
His steely gray eyes bore into mine, unyielding and unforgiving. "We know all we need to know."
A violent shudder wracked my body as I tried once more to escape the leather straps binding my wrists. The harsh material dug into my skin, leaving painful red marks that I knew would last for days.
"But you don't," I pleaded, desperate to make them understand.
"Stop talking!" Xander's voice was sharp and commanding, with the threat of punishment hanging in the airwithout him needing to say another word. They stood on either side of the bed, their stormy eyes shooting bolts of furious lightning over my naked body.
Helpless and at their mercy, I weighed my options. They had stripped me as soon as we entered the luxury penthouse suite. I had thought they meant to devour me with love and pleasure, finally releasing me from the torture I had endured for the past two years without them.
Leaving them was one of the hardest things I had ever done, and enduring those two years without their love, touch, and guidance was even harder.
The three of us formed a team, united against every challenge and obstacle that came our way. Yet, there was one thing that had driven us apart.
Me.
And now, that love wasn't coming back.
I had ruined everything, and they would make me pay dearly for it. Xander's fingers glided along my cheek and down to my neck, gripping it tightly. I looked up at him with pleading eyes, shaking my head slowly.
"Xander, please don't," I whispered.
"You betrayed us, Angel." His words were like a knife twisting in my stomach, an accusation I couldn't deny. I had truly betrayed the two men I loved most in this world. But I had my reasons.
"I can explain," I begged again, my words barely audible through my tears.
But they had no interest in hearing my explanations. It was torture, knowing deep down that if they just listened tome, they might spare me from whatever punishment they planned.
Agony coursed through my body as I lay bound on the bed. My heart shattered into a million pieces. Theo and Xander stood over me, their expressions cold and unfeeling.
But their words only reinforced my despair.
“We don’t want to hear it,” Theo said, his hand reaching down to pinch and twist my nipple, sending shockwaves of pain and pleasure through me. His grip was like a vice, squeezing harder and harder until I cried out in agony, the sound echoing through the room. Xander, standing behind me, tightened his hold around my neck, choking off any escape attempts.