Page 108 of The Devil's Hunt

“Do you have anything to say to me?”

“I’m sorry,” she forced out, her eyes full of rage.

“That’s my good girl,” he gripped her cheek tight between his fingers and pulled her face to his, forcing her to kiss him. He pushed off of the bed and stood at the edge, unbuttoning his pants andpulling out his cock. “Now, get on your knees and apologize like you mean it.”

Haven remained frozen for a few moments before slowly sliding off the bed and kneeling down. I averted my eyes as she began to perform oral sex on him. Kai reached for the door, but she gave him a stern look and shook her head. In a panic, I grabbed his arm and pulled him back into the closet, closing the door quietly. I had never seen this side of him—anger radiating from him in waves. If it were Mila on her knees, I would destroy Alexander, and to have to watch him take advantage of his own sister was difficult.

We were silent as we listened to the sounds Alexander made as he moaned and cooed to her. Kai’s face was contorted with anger and anguish, but he kept his composure. I put my hand on his shoulder, and he held my gaze for a moment, silently communicating his thoughts. I knew the look in his eyes. I felt the pain he felt as he watched the girl he cared for being forced to pleasure Alexander, and he was powerless to help her, all because helping Haven meant putting Mila, the love of my life, in danger. The forced intimacy, the humiliation, the violence—in our world, power dynamics were important, but there was a line that must never be crossed. Alexander followed no code but his own. He took advantage of everyone, no matter their relation to him. Our anger rose with each moan and whimper we heard, staying silent in the closet. Haven was being punished for daring to challenge his authority. But she still took it, all because she wanted out. And the only way she felt she could get out was by helping her brother’s enemies.

Alexander Benson was a dead man walking.

“That’s it, you filthy whore. Wrap those lips around my dick and make me come.” Alexander growled, gripping the back of her head and forcing himself deeper into her throat. She gagged and choked as he came inside of her mouth. “Swallow my cum, Haven.”

She did as she was told, forcing herself to swallow, wiping away the tears streaming down her face as he pulled out and zipped up his pants. Staying on her knees, she kept her eyes downcast.

“I’ll see you in a couple of days, baby sister. Thank you for beingmy favorite fuck toy,” he sneered, kissing the top of her head before leaving the room with a satisfied smirk.

We stood in tense silence, listening to his footsteps fade away, and the door clicked shut before we finally risked opening the door. Giving Kai a silent nod, I motioned for him to check on Haven while I made sure he was truly gone. Every movement I made was deliberate and quiet as I cautiously moved through her apartment, checking every room before arriving at the front door. With a quick twist of the lock, I sealed us safely inside.

Returning to her bedroom, Kai was sitting on her bed, his expression unreadable. The sound of the shower behind her closed bathroom door caught my attention.

“Why don’t we wait for her in the living room?” I suggested.

Kai's eyes met mine, and I could see the guilt in them. He stood up and took a deep breath before pushing past me. I followed closely behind him, settling on the leather recliner in her living room. Kai sat on the couch across from me, staring into nothingness. We sat silently for what felt like an eternity before Haven emerged from her bedroom. She was dressed in a black t-shirt and matching shorts, her green eyes swollen and red, her cheeks raw and devoid of makeup as if she had scrubbed away every trace of Alexander from her skin.

She sat on the opposite end of the couch from Kai and wrapped herself in the dark gray couch blanket, picking at some loose strings before speaking.

“I changed my mind,” she said, her voice raw and weak.

We both looked at her in confusion. I might never see Mila again if she backed out of helping us.

“I don’t want to watch you burn him alive,” she paused and looked up at me. “I want to hold thegoddamnmatch.”

45

FORTY-FIVE

MILA

“Wake up.”

A sharp poke in my ribs jolted me awake.

Maddie’s voice, cold and cruel, whispered in my ear, “Wake up, virgin girl. Time to play.”

“Leave me alone.”

I tried to ignore her and go back to sleep, hoping to wake up from this horrible nightmare, but then she delivered a brutal kick to my stomach, making me double over in pain. She pulled me up by my hair and slammed my head against the wall, stars exploding behind my closed eyelids.

“You think you’re so special, don’t you?” she sneered, her grip on my hair tightening painfully. “Do you know how long I had to pretend to enjoy fucking that asshole Kai because Archer was too preoccupied with you? Not that he was a bad lay, but still. I was promised Archer, and you came in and ruined everything.”

“You need to put a mint in that dumpster, Maddie,” I retorted before her open palm connected with my cheek in a searing slap.

“Maddie!” a familiar voice shouted from behind her. “Alex needs you upstairs.”

I looked past her to see Haven standing in the doorway, her armscrossed as she leaned against the frame.

“I’m not done,” Maddie protested, her blue eyes filled with hate.

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