Page 352 of Tempted By her Daddies

And theirs.

“Fuck, yes. I’m in,” Alexei said.

Salem glanced over at Roman. Alexei was the easy one to convince.

“Will it bring her back to us?” Roman whispered.

“At the moment, I think it’s our only option,” he told him.

“Then I’m in. Let’s do this.”

The plateof food was placed in front of her.

It looked amazing. Filled with several of her favorite things.

Lasagna and garlic bread.

Along with a salad on the side filled with seeds and nuts and feta.

Delicious.

Someone had taken the time to put all of this together for her and she should appreciate it.

She would if she wasn’t completely drowning in a pit of despair. There was no way out.

Everything was dark and horrible.

She’d betrayed them and they could never forgive her. Why would they?

But why was she here? Why didn’t they just let her go? Why had they come after her?

Go back upstairs.

She hadn’t wanted to come downstairs. She’d wanted to stay in her room, but Alexei had picked her up and carried her downstairs and she hadn’t had the heart to fight him.

At least upstairs she could hide under the covers and try to pretend that this wasn’t her life.

That she could go back to the way things had been before.

It wasn’t possible, but she could try and fool herself into thinking it was.

“Don’t even think about moving,” Salem’s cold voice told her.

This was how it had been since they’d first found her. They all stared at her now like they didn’t know her.

Like they were waiting for the other shoe to drop.

And she understood it. Why wouldn’t they be thinking like that? Why would they keep trusting her?

However, it was hard to be on the receiving end of those stares. She hated that they gave her coldness and distrust when she’d grown used to their warmth and care.

But no less than you deserve.

In fact, you deserve far more.

Their wrath. Their anger.

Their punishment.

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