Page 33 of The Devil's Chaos

“Well, aren’t you going to let us in?” my brother asked flatly.

Swallowing hard, I reluctantly stepped back to allow them inside. As soon as the door clicked shut behind me, I knew no one could save me now.

I was utterly alone.

With a heavy heart, I followed them into my living room. My brother settled onto the couch while Bruno and Rocco loomed behind him like two towering trees. I stood at the edge of the room, feeling small and vulnerable under his gaze. He was dressed differently than usual—no crisp suit today, just a white button-down shirt tucked into black pants. His hair was slightly messy, giving him a more unhinged appearance.

“Can I get you something to drink?” I asked nervously.

“Sit,” he commanded, gesturing to the spot next to him.

I hesitated before slowly making my way over, keeping a safe distance between us.

Bruno and Rocco remained behind him like two menacing shadows. As I settled onto the cushion beside him, I met my brother's intense gaze. It felt like I was being scrutinized under a microscope, one of his favorite tactics, before punishing me. He would watch me closely, waiting for a confession or slip-up,but I had learned long ago that it was futile; the punishment would be severe regardless. So I remained stoic, bracing myself for whatever was to come, hoping he would leave me alone afterward.

After what felt like an eternity, the intense staring contest between us finally came to an end. Alex’s voice was calm as he broke the silence.

“Care to explain why you decided to interfere with my little operation to bring down The Brotherhood?” Alex asked coolly.

I shifted nervously on the couch, avoiding his intense gaze. “There were innocent people there.”

He let out a dry laugh. “Innocent people, huh? Which ones? The ones snorting lines off a girl’s ass, or how about the ones fucking in front of a bonfire right in front of the party?”

Kai.

He knew about Kai and the blonde girl. Did that also mean he saw Kai and me come out of the forest together? If he did, I was a dead woman.

My face drained of color under his scrutiny, and my sweat beaded on my skin as nerves consumed me. He wrapped his hand around my neck, yanking me into his lap.

“Are you innocent, little sister?” His grip tightened around my throat as he shouted in my face. “Are you fucking innocent, little sister, or are you just a whore that likes to play games behind my back?”

“Alex, please…you’re hurting me.” I struggled to speak as his hold began cutting off the oxygen to my brain.

He squeezed my neck harder, his blue eyes bloodshot and bulging out of his skull. Just as I felt the familiar haze of unconsciousness flirting with me, he released his hold, and I fell to the ground, gasping for air and holding my bruised neck.

Alex watched me struggle to catch my breath before snapping out of his enraged state, his eyes softening slightly.He reached down to help me up and gently brushed his fingers against my skin. “Come, Haven. Let’s discuss how you will make amends for your traitorous behavior.”

“My—my traitorous behavior? What are you talking about?” I looked up at his face, searching his unreadable expression for any hint of what he was referring to specifically.

“Not only did you delay me, but poor Bruno felt your treachery when you decided to stab him.”

“I—It wasn’t personal. All I wanted to do was help those who weren’t involved in this war before they were killed. But I—I failed.” I looked down at my hands, and they were again covered in Delilah’s blood. I felt tears prick my eyes. “I just wanted to do something right for a change.”

“Itwaspersonal though. At least for Bruno. Hell, even for Rocco, who could have lost his twin brother, who he’s been bonded to since birth. What you did wasn’t very nice, was it?” He stared at me with a hint of hatred in his eyes before shaking his head.

I stared up at him with hate and shook my head. He wouldn’t stop until he made his point. “What do you want from me?”

“I’m glad you asked. See, I thought about how I could punish you for your insubordination. And the only thing I could think of was making the situation right by having you on your knees, repenting for your sins,” he guided me to my knees in front of him. This was his favorite thing to do to me. He loved me on my knees in front of him, my mouth wrapped around his cock.

I started to unbutton his pants, but he stopped me.

“Look at you, my eager little slut. Luckily for you, I told Bruno here that as a reward for his loyal service and the trauma he’s endured—you know, when you stabbed him—he gets to have you any way he wants you.”

“Wh—what?”

Alex nodded toward Bruno, and when I saw how he looked at me with a wicked grin, I knew things were about to get really bad for me.

In a hushed tone, he leaned in close to me and whispered, “You know, Bruno really is a fan of ass play, and word on the street is he’s hung like a bull. We’re talking at least as thick as my arm.”

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