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“Nothing will change,” Jude says. “Other than three more people fucking you.”

“I’m going to need a wheelchair if y’all are going to keep fucking me like that,” I say, and Talon laughs. “You’ll still sleep with me and Jude. The others will probably steal you occasionally, but this is your room. They’re more than welcome to come up here too if they want to play with you.”

“Okay,” I say. “It’s a lot to get used to and I’m absolutely not promising I won’t melt down on occasion from being overstimulated, but I’ll get there.”

“You look exhausted,” Talon says. “Let’s all get some rest.”

“I guess I have a funeral to plan,” I say with a sigh.

“How are you with that?” Tony asks.

“I don’t know,” I say. “I’m glad that he is dead. I’m not devastated that my mom is gone, but she didn’t deserve that. She didn’t deserve to suffer. She wasn’t exactly mom of the year, but she’s not the one who raped me. I do believe that she was choosing to be ignorant out of self-preservation. It doesn’t make it right, but I understand, and I do forgive her. I just wish that she hadn’t suffered so much. I understand the pain that she went through with that rape. It is a psychological pain that youcan’t get rid of. The first time Vince raped me… Logan did the same thing. He joined in and helped his father and then laughed afterward when I was curled up on the floor sobbing.”

“I can’t wait to kill him,” Talon says.

“I can’t wait to watch you kill him,” I say.

Chapter Fourteen

Delaney

Two Years Ago

Is this what mylife is going to be like? Am I just going to be beaten daily and raped by my husband at the drop of a hat? I want to run, to save myself, but I can’t. I’ll never escape this hell. Logan is a fucking demon, but Vince is the Devil. He has been staring at me the way Logan does before he assaults me all evening.

I close the dishwasher and start it before forcing myself to go back to the living room. Cheryl is sitting in the armchair knitting and the only place I can sit is between Vince and Logan. I sigh and move closer to sit between them, and Vincechuckles. “So eager,” he remarks, sweeping my hair off my shoulder.

“Nope. I just sat down,” I say simply. Out of nowhere, Logan swings his hand back and slaps me, making me yelp and grab my cheek.

“Watch your fucking mouth,” Logan hisses.

“I’m sorry,” I say tearfully.

“Not good enough,” Logan says. “You’re going to let him play with you. If you fight, you’ll be punished.

“What? No,” I snap.

“No?” Logan laughs and nods to Vince before standing. “This could have gone so much better for you.”

Vince shoves me down to the couch and is on top of me faster than I can try to get up. He has my dress hiked up as he rips my panties off. “No! Stop it. Stop,” I scream as he forces my legs apart. “Stop. Please don’t.”

“Cry harder, whore,” Vince growls as he forces himself into my vagina with a brutal thrust. I shrill scream escapes me and it only fuels him to pound into me harder. “Fuck this.”

“No. No. No. please. No,” I scream and beg as he flips me to my belly. I thrash under him but Logan comes over and spreads my ass open for him which simultaneously keeps my hips pinned to the couch. I’m grabbing hold of the cushion andtrying to pull myself away, but their grip on me is tight. I inadvertently rip the cushion off the couch, which only gives him more leverage.

They both spit on me before Vince shoves himself deep into my ass. The most unhinged and painful scream rips from my throat, and he instantly finds an unrelenting pace that has me sobbing and begging him to stop. “Stop. Please stop. Please, Logan. Please help me. Please,” I beg. “It hurts. God, it hurts. Stop.”

They laugh and mock me as I plead for mercy. I smell my blood in the air and it’s sickening the way they respond to it. “Fuck, this bitch is slick now. Look at the way she bleeds for me,” Vince grunts.

I twist my body in a way that gets my upper half partially off the couch for a split second I think I might be able to escape, but it just gets worse. Vince grabs me by the hair to pull my head back and Logan shoves his dick down my throat to join his father in assaulting me. I continue to scream in pain as tears flood my face. That stupid bitch, Cheryl, is just sitting there pretending like nothing is happening. She hasn’t dropped a stitch or even glanced over here. How fucking cold does someone have to be to just sit there knowing that an innocent woman is being raped? Is this why I’m being forced to marry Logan? Did they just want a readily accessible sex slave or something?

I am lost in my misery by the time they finish and drop me to the floor. I curl myself up into a ball as the sobs shake through me. I just want to be free. I want to be happy. Is that so much to ask for?

Chapter Fifteen

Delaney

It’s been two weekssince Vince and Logan murdered my parents. We expected the dirty agents to do something, but they have been pretty quiet. They came and took our statements individually while our lawyer, Ashley Banks, sat with us. She is a ruthless attorney who doesn’t take shit from anyone. Katy tried to start in on her bullshit where she was trying to get me to say that the guys were guilty of something, but Ashley shut that shit down so fast. Even if Talon had done something, we are married. I can’t testify against him. I will go to jail for the rest of my life before I ever throw them under the bus like that. I don’t care if they are guilty or not. Not much has been said about the investigation though. They did release the bodies to the crematorium yesterday morning and were cremated last night. The funeral director thought it was sweet that I requested that my parents ashes be put together. He was speechless when I said that my mom requested to be able to torture him for eternity.

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