Page 72 of Sweet Misery

“So what’s the plan?”Roe looked at me from his seat on the couch as I stared into the flames in the fireplace.

“He’s never alone,” I murmured.

“Then let’s set his whole fucking place on fire. Shoot anyone who tries to leave,” Sever said fiercely, his blue eyes flashing.

Ren nodded from his spot next to Roe.

“That could work,” Ren said.

I sighed and shook my head. “How would the fire get set? Short of literally just dropping a bomb on it I don’t see it as a possibility.”

I rubbed my eyes. We’d been back and forth on this shit for three weeks now. I’d spent the most incredible day with Misery,and all I wanted to do now was to deliver on the promises I’d made her. Knowing she was upstairs sleeping in my bed only made me want it that much more.

“We need to figure something out,” Roe said, the frustration evident on his face. “I’ll walk in there with a fucking bomb strapped to my chest and die if it means he goes with me and Misery is safe.”

“Arianna,” Sever murmured. “That’s her name.”

“I know what her name is,” Roe muttered. “Asshole.”

“Then we need to call her that,” Sever pressed.

“She’s miserable as long as she has to live this way.” Ren tugged at his hair. “And that’s beside the point. Let’s focus on one thing at a time, OK? Pretty sure killing this prick is first priority.”

I nodded in agreement. “We’re killers by nature. We can figure this out.”

Before the conversation could continue, the doorbell sounded. I frowned and pulled my phone up to look at the security cameras.

“Fuck,” I snarled, getting to my feet.

“What?” Roe and Ren demanded in unison.

“He’s here.” I didn’t need to say more. Sever was on his feet and pounding his way upstairs to my bedroom to remove Misery from there so Father didn’t see her comfortable.

I went to the door after shooting looks at the twins. Exhaling to calm myself, I pulled the door open to find our father standing on the stoop with six of his men.

“Father. I wasn’t expecting you.”

“That’s the point,” he said in a monotone.

I gave him a stiff smile and stepped aside to allow him entry. He stomped inside and went to the living room, his men with him.

I swallowed hard at the large metal container they had with them.

“Father,” Roe greeted him. “What a pleasant surprise.”

He was ignored while our father snapped his fingers at his men. Two disappeared upstairs while two more went into the kitchen only to return with pans of water. They began filling the metal container.

“How is your toy?” Father asked.

“Still alive,” I said, eyeing as they finished filling the container. There was enough water to drown someone. My stomach turned at that thought. I’d played this game before with people I wanted information from.

“For now.” Father looked passed us. I turned to see Misery being dragged into the room between two of his men, Sever following.

“What’s going on?” I demanded as the men threw her to the floor in her in front of the container. She wasn’t wearing the t-shirt. She had on panties and his oversized hoodie. Sever had tried to dress her. If I had to guess, he’d tried to get her to run but hadn’t made it that far.

“A lesson in lies,” was all he said before he tangled his fingers in her hair and tugging her head up. “Hello, pretty girl.”

She visibly shook beneath his stare, but much to her credit, she didn’t cry. I glanced quickly to my brothers who all wore the same worried expressions.

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