Frustration and anger surged within me. "This is completely absurd!" I yelled, struggling against the restraints that confined me. "You have no right to keep me here!"
They didn't even flinch at my outburst. "Do you even remember who I am?" I yelled, straining against the ties once again.
"As if we could ever forget," Xander muttered before dropping to his knees and peeringunder the bed.
"I hate you," I seethed.
But Theo lifted his head and met my gaze. "No, you love us," he said with a smirk. "You're angry because Xander's a pro at tying knots."
I clenched my jaw, attempting to push away the memories of the pleasure their ropes had brought me. There was no escape once they had bound me in place.
"You really believed me when I said I loved you?" I spat out, feeling another surge of anger rising within me.
Theo leaned in close, almost touching our lips. "Your love for us, especially our cocks, has never been the issue," he whispered. "You proved it by how quickly we were able to slide our dicks inside you after we walked through that door."
"If I could move, I’d punch you both in the face," I growled, straining against my bonds again. "You egotistical bastards! You showed up at my door."
My arms strained against the silk restraints as I imagined what to do to them once free. "Let me go! I was perfectly fine without you two. If you don't let me go, I swear I'll beat you until your eyes pop out of your head and then grind them into a bloody pulp."
"You might have stirred the beast," Xander said, a touch of amusement in his voice.
"I am not a fucking beast," I snapped back at him. "I'm a queen who will rip that dick, the one you say I like so much, off your body. Mark my words. I will turn your lives into living hells once I'm free. Don't say I didn't warn you.”
"You can take the girl out of Boston," Xander joked.
"But you can't take the Boston out of the girl," Theoadded. "And when have you done anything other than make our lives hell in the past two years?"
"Do you think I wanted this life?" I asked, my voice shaking with exhaustion and defeat.
"Do you think we wanted this life?" Theo shot back, his voice heavy with pain. "We had no choice but to clear this area and erase any trace of your existence. We can argue later."
My rage simmered and then fizzled as exhaustion and utter despair overwhelmed me. I slumped against the bed, feeling defeated.
"Empty my closet," I said, too exhausted to argue any longer. "And don't forget to clean out my nightstand."
Theo briefly vanished into my closet and returned with two bulging duffel bags, tightly zipped shut.
"We've handled everything while you were asleep," he said matter-of-factly.
"Of course you did," I sighed, shaking my head in resignation.
He tossed a heap of clothes onto the bed beside me, and I looked at them skeptically.
"You need to get dressed quickly," he said, looking away from me.
I raised an eyebrow, trying not to point out the obvious. "In that?" I asked incredulously. "Do you really think I won't stick out like a sore thumb dressed as a broke college student in one of the most luxurious hotels in the city?"
"We're professionals," Theo said, now standing over me. "Don't forget that this is our livelihood. Did you forget everything while escaping your old life?"
"Whatever," I muttered, frowning and choosing not to engage with him any further.
I took deep breaths, attempting to calm the panic that had been coursing through me since I woke up to find them looming over me.
"And don't even think about trying to fight us," Theo warned as he sat beside me on the bed.
I remained silent, my body tense as Theo slowly loosened the scarves around my ankles. I could feel his intense gaze on me, ready to pounce if I made any move. But why would I? Being with him and Xander was all I wanted.
Now that I knew this wasn't merely a figment of my imagination, I couldn't bear the thought of spending another moment without them. My future may not be filled with roses and sunshine, but I trusted Theo's promise that he wouldn't kill me.