Page 47 of Guarding The Phoenix: Vol. 2

He switched off the tv. “Why don’t we go grab the perishables from the boat and bring them inside.”

Inside I seethed and wanted to give that son of a bitch the middle finger. It would give me satisfaction to know he was rolling in his grave while I they banged my damn brains out in his hookup house. “I want another gang bang with the four of you. I want you guys to fuck me in here on the couch with the cameras running.”

A half smirk formed, and his gaze sizzled. “Is that so? I figured it would turn you off, seeing your deceased husband that way.”

“Nope. I want one of you in my mouth, one in my hand, one in my pussy, and one in my ass. And you can take turns fucking my pussy and ass. I want to come multiple times, like I’m a queen and you are my subjects, and your only job is to bring me pleasure and make me come.”

He growled. “Shit woman, now I’m going to be walking around with a hard-on until I can fuck you.”

“You could always bend me over the couch for a quicky,” I teased with a saucy wink.

“Killing me here, woman!” He smacked my rump. “Come on. Once we get everything we need inside, then we will fuck until that pussy of yours is raw from having too much cock.”

Was it sick and twisted that I wanted them to fuck me in my dead husband’s bachelor pad? Most likely. But it was also my way of taking back my power. Of sending him a great big fuck you to the beyond. No one understood how much of myself I lost in my marriage. No one understood that he destroyed me with every slap and punch. And this gang bang taking place in his bachelor pad was my way of reclaiming everything he took from me.

We spent the next hour carting what we needed inside. The guys all headed down to the basement with Gideon instructing me to remain upstairs. Apparently, there was stuff in the basement he didn’t want me to see. And frankly, I didn’t want or need to know. The less I knew, the better off I would be. I wasn’t curious about my dead husband’s sordid deeds. I experienced enough of them firsthand.

Fucker was already in hell for his misdeeds on earth. And I was free of him forever.

Now I just had to survive his sadistic motherfucker of a boss.

Easier said than done. But I was confident in my bodyguards’ ability to keep me alive. They accomplished remarkable feats since I hired them. I had no doubt they would continue to safeguard my welfare and not because I was paying them.

While they checked things out below, I put together a quick lunch. Just some loaded sandwiches, salad and chips. The guys went crazy for my homemade chips. I tried telling them all it takes is a deep fryer, knife, potatoes, and the right seasoning. They couldn’t get enough of them. And while I considered the meal pedestrian, I knew they would act like I crafted a five-star, gourmet meal.

It was heady being appreciated and applauded for a change. It did my badly bruised ego a world of good.

“Did you guys find what you need?” My nerves were in a riot because I knew Gideon well enough by now that he undoubtedly passed the news along that I wanted to be at the center of another gang bang.

Even the thought had my stomach belly flopping—in scintillating anticipation. My panties were already damp.

“Possibly. There are a ton of files I have my programs running through, searching for what we need.” Mateo popped a chip into his mouth.

“Is the basement really that bad? Did he hide dead bodies or something?” I glanced around the table. “I deserve to know.”

“If you won’t tell her, I will.” Axel warned with a determined scowl at the other three.

Gideon sighed and leaned back in his chair. “From what we discovered, it looks like he filmed a lot of women getting fucked by him, not all of it was pleasant.”

The food in my mouth turned to sawdust. Because I knew Carlos. He had been a repugnant human being. “He raped them, didn’t he?”

“Yes, he did, some rather brutally. From what we’ve determined, those videos were uploaded to a website on the dark web for profit,” Chase stated with a disgusted look in his eyes.

Those poor women. My heart went out to them. Deep down, I knew everything he did to them, because it was all stuff he had done to me. Because the sick fuck had gotten off on it. “I don’t know where he met all those women.”

“From what we’ve uncovered, the women were being trafficked and were part of Luka Santos human trafficking ring.”

I blanched. My heart bled for those women. “That sick asshole belongs in hell.”

“No doubt.” Mateo nodded.

“But the videos you saw in the living room, those seemed to be legitimate women he brought up here to fuck…” Chase trailed off and grimaced.

“So that his wife never heard about it.” Axel finished.

“I would have been relieved if I discovered his unfaithfulness because it gave me a reprieve from his unwanted attention.” They didn’t have to shield me from Carlos’s actions. Not when it came to stuff like this.

“We’re sorry that we had to bring you here though. While your marriage went south fast at one time you did love him,” Axel said, looking like he wanted to gather me up in his arms and vacate the premises.

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