Page 58 of Sweet Misery

“You left me, Arianna. You kissed me. Told me you gave a damn. Said you wanted me too. Then you fucking left me. You didn’t come back for me. I fucking waited for you. Searched for you. Do you know how that fucking feels?”

“And you got your revenge.” A tear slipped down her cheek. “You got me as a payment plan for my father. You got to tear my virginity from me, but that was supposed to be yours too, right?” She shook her head at me. “In a few weeks, I’ll be dead. One of you will snap, and I’ll die. Just like the others. But you know what I hope most of all?”

“What?” I asked hoarsely.

“I hope you’re the one who kills me. So you can feel fulfilled. I want it to be you.”

I stared her down, wanting to tell her the last thing I wanted was for her to be hurt. To even fucking be here. It didn’t matter that she was back in my life. I wished for nothing more than for her to be back in her home, warm in her bed, far from my fucking life.

I didn’t say those things even though they were screaming loudly in my head.

“What’s going on?” Roe asked, rounding the corner with Ren, both slowing.

I sighed and closed my eyes, moving my arms to release her.

Immediately, she darted away from me and straight into Roe’s arms. He kissed the top of her head and cuddled against her as I glowered at them, my heart in my throat.

“You good?” Ren asked, lifting a lock of Arianna’s hair and rubbing it between his fingers before letting it drop.

“I’m fine,” I said. “I found her in the hall.”

“I was going to make breakfast for Massimo, but I couldn’t figure out how to use the stove,” she said quickly, telling them the same thing she told me. She held her orange up for emphasis. “I got him an orange instead.”

“Aww, what a sweetheart,” Roe said. “I’m sure Mass would love to eat your orange.”

I knew exactly what he was insinuating. I shot him a sour look as he smirked back at me.

“Tell you what, little snowflake. You go take care of Mass and we’ll handle our baby brother,” Roe continued. “Sound good?”

She nodded, her eyes locked on mine.

Fucking damnit. I just wanted her to stay.

“We’ll come see you later,” Ren added, dragging her away from Roe to kiss. I watched, my stomach in knots, as she kissed him back before he released her to Roe. He kissed her too before swatting her ass as she turned to wander back to Mass’s room.

I caught Ren staring at me, and I quickly averted my attention from her swaying ass beneath her t-shirt. I was positive she wasn’t wearing panties. It was driving me insane with want.

“Don’t look away, little brother. What were you doing?” Ren demanded, his brows raised as he stared at me.

“Fuck off.” I shoved past him, but Roe grabbed me and put me back against the wall, the twins staring me down.

“What’s your deal?” Roe studied me. “You’re usually a moody cunt, but you’ve been a storm cloud since she got here.”

I said nothing. I didn’t know how to answer. I was barely able to admit shit to myself, let alone them.

“Listen, we’ve both fucked her. I mean, she begged for it. Did she beg you?” Ren smirked at me.

I knew what he was doing. He always did this shit. Both of them did. They tried to fuck with me to get a rise out of me so I’d act.

“I fucked her tight little asshole. She mewled like a fucking kitten for me, her come spraying out of her as she shook in my arms,” he continued.

I inhaled deeply, trying to keep my anger in check. It wasn’t working.

“She’s our little plaything. And boy, have we played, right, Roe?”

“Definitely have. She also sucks cock like a goddess. Fuck, the suction on her. We took her from both ends?—”

I shoved him hard in the chest. “Shut the fuck up!”

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