I nodded. He was right.
Once this was over, I vowed I’d get this piece of shit I called a father and show him exactly what it felt like to be trapped and defenseless.
His days were fucking numbered.
* * *
When we returned home,Sirena was inconsolable. We boarded the plane immediately and went straight back to Chapel Crest. She wouldn’t eat and barely slept. She just kept looking out the bedroom window.
By the second day, I’d lifted her from her chair and placed her in bed and railed into her body. She gripped me tightly as I fucked into her before rolling me onto my back and riding me.
For once, it fucking worked.
Or seemed to for a short period. Once she’d come with me, she pulled away and went back to the window.
“We need to do something,” I said to the guys on day two.
“I can sit with her,” Shadow said.
I glanced to Sin, who sat on the couch with Bill draped around his shoulders. Not even placing Bill on her made her tremble. She was in the zone, plotting very bad things in her pretty little head.
But that was OK because I had no problem plotting with her. Once she was ready, I’d be at her side, hacking up anyone who crossed us.
STITCHES
Ihit the punching bag in the basement hard, trying to get out of my head. It had almost been a week since we took Ethan from the engagement party. Sleep evaded me. I didn’t know the guy, but I worried about him because I knew what it was like to be stuck in Everett’s clutches.
I also knew if anyone found out it was us who took him, someone as high-profile as the fucking sugar daddy, we’d be in a world of hurt. The same world we were trying to break away from to keep our family safe.
I pounded the bag on repeat, my body drenched in sweat. Shadow came in and wrapped his knuckles. I paused and watched him work the other punching bag.
He had moves. I never in a million years would have imagined it, but there he was, beating the shit out of the bag, his face set in a stone mask.
“You pissed too?” I grunted out, grabbing a bottle of water.
“Seems to be the trend lately for all of us,” he said between hits.
I nodded. He wasn’t wrong on that account.
“How was Sirena this morning?” I asked.
“She’s currently fucking Sin and Ashes in the shower.”
“You didn’t join in?”
“I fucked her first, which was why she needed the shower.” He stopped hitting the bag and grinned at me.
I chuckled and shook my head at him. “Can’t believe you didn’t invite me.”
“You had her last night with Church.”
I shrugged. “My cock is always ready to fuck.”
“I believe that.” He went back to hitting the bag.
I watched him for a long time before flopping down in a chair. He finally stopped punching and took the chair next to me.
“What do you think?” I asked.