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My head snaps to Luca’s gaze, as I look at him like he must know, and realize he doesn’t.

“More often than not.”

Luca scratches his head with his free hand. “Okay, I need to know more than that. Out of seven days, how many, do you think?”

“Seven.”

He glances at his brother Kage and then back to me. “Tell me how a normal day would go. You went to school, came home, and then you went back in? Or you were out for a little while? I’m trying to figure out how much this cage factors into things.”

I shake my head and then lower it, as the shame fills me. “I didn’t go to school, Luca. It was always me in the cage, unless he took me out to use me.”

Glancing up, I watch him turn white as a ghost, and I know it’s over. The way he looks at me now, with nothing but pity.

He squeezes my hand. “And he hit you?”

I nod. “Yes.”

Kissing my hand again, he sets it on my lap. “Good girl. Thank you. Please stay sitting right here, Butterfly. Don’t move unless you’re told to.”

“Okay,” I whisper as he rises off the couch, and walks over to my father.

When he speaks, his voice comes out low and threatening, and a shiver works its way down my spine. “I must apologize, I’m a little out of my element here. Under normal circumstances, I know how much pain fits the crime of the person kneeling before me, but your crimes are so heinous, I don’t know where to begin.”

My father glances up into his face, and attempts to sound strong, but his voice is shaky and weak. “Get on with it, asshole.”

Luca smirks at him. “Very well. How does an appetizer of a dislocated shoulder sound?”

He doesn’t respond to him, and instead he looks at me. “You’re a worthless cunt, and he will realize that. How many times while he’s fucking you, will he wonder what it sounded like when you screamed daddy?”

Psycho moves behind him, grabs him by his hair and pulls his head back, kneeing him in the face, as he growls, “Don’t fucking talk to my sister-in-law.”

My father screams in pain as blood pours from his face. It’s hard to see whether it’s coming from his nose or mouth.

Luca chuckles. “Okay, broken nose andthena dislocated shoulder.”

He lifts his leg and puts his foot on his shoulder, as Kage lifts his arm and Luca takes it, and swiftly pulls it back and up, while slamming his foot down.

His screams echo through the room while I watch, and feel like there’s something wrong with me. I shouldn’t like this, but I do.

“Oops. I didn’t mean to break your arm. Yet.”

I sit forward on the couch, watching every movement, enjoying every scream from my father and Luca grins at me. “Does he have a tool bag?”

Shrugging, I say, “I don’t know, but when I was little, he kept it on the top shelf in the bedroom closet.”

Psycho whistles as he leaves the room, and a few minutes later comes back with a black bag in his hands.

“Any bolt cutters in there? I have a fun idea.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

BONES

“Take his clothing off.”

All three of my brothers groan. “Come on,” Psycho complains.

I narrow my gaze at him. “He needs to be castrated.”

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