Page 37 of Until I Break

“Goddamn it!”I yell out as I stand and storm out of the courtroom. I am seething, and I can’t make the anger go away. I can’t make the dread go away. I am outside and in a small patch of grass when the guys get to me. “That stupid son of a bitch is going to come after me. How in the fuck can he get away with something like this? What if he had done it with someone who didn’t know me? What if I hadn’t known the person he sent after me? How many fucking people is he going to make a victim before he finally pays for what the fuck he has done? This isn’t fucking fair.”

“I know, baby. I know,” Julian says, holding my face between his hands. “Just breathe, okay? We will figure this out. I promise.”

“He’s never going to leave me alone,” I whimper. “He can’t get away with this.”

“He won’t, baby. I promise,” Julian says, kissing me gently. “Let’s go home and rest for the day, okay?”

“Okay,” I sniff. He hugs me for a moment, and when I pull back, Troy is leaning against the brick smoking a cigarette. The smug expression on his face enrages me, and I snap. Before Julian can grab me, I stomp toward Troy. He pushes off the wall to stand as I get to him.

“You think you won?!”I say loudly. “You are shit, Troy. You are a vile, rancid, useless piece of shit, and I can’t fucking wait to go to your goddamn funeral. You’ve caused nothing but pain to everyone around you, and no one wants you. Not even your fucking parents wanted you. Do the world a fucking favor and go jump off a goddamn bridge. I fucking hate you and everything you have done to try and ruin my life. You didn’t break me then, and you won’t break me now. You fucking lost the greatest thing you will ever have in your entiremiserableexistence,” I spit out with hatred and venom in my voice.

“What is the point of a restraining order if you are so fucking desperate for attention that you would come over here and beg for it?” Troy asks simply. “You are a coward. Your words are empty and pointless. They hold no weight like the rest of you does. Don’t forget that I know you, Eliza. I know your body. I know your mind. You are scared right now, just as you should be. I am free, and there’s not a goddamn thing you can do about it. Is there?”

“You spew this garbage, and maybe at one point it bothered me, but you mean nothing to me,” I bite.

“Then why are you standing in front of me like a scared little bitch?” he asks with a smirk. “If I mean nothing to you, then why are you standing in front of me right now?”

“Because you don’t deserve to be fucking breathing,” I seethe.

“And are you brave enough to change that, Eliza?” he asks with a dark chuckle. “Go on and play with your boys. I’ll be here when you are ready to come back to a real man.”

“You fucking…” I start to scream at him as I ball my fist. Before I can hit him, Julian grabs me and pulls me back.

“You are far too cute for jail,” Julian says. “He’s not worth it, love.”

“But…”

“Come on, Kitten. Your boys want to play with their queen, hmm?” Calder says with a playful smile before winking at Troy. I huff out a laugh as I shake my head.

“Let’s go home,” I say. I shoot Troy another glare before turning and walking with the guys to the parking lot.

Fifteen

Julian

Now that Eliza isasleep, we slip out of the room and go down to the living room. She knew that we did it, but we put a sedative in her hot tea to help her sleep. I know her nightmares are going to be terrible tonight, but this way she won’t wake up. In addition to that, Calder and I can pay Troy a little visit without her waking up and worrying about where we went.

“If she wakes up…” I start to say.

“Then I’ll fuck her back to sleep. She’s okay,” Ryan says. “You two handle Troy. I’ve got her.”

“We won’t be long,” Calder says as he opens the front door.

“Don’t get caught, boys,” Ryan says with a smirk.

“Mhmm,” I laugh.

We walk outside and get into my truck. We pull out of the driveway, and Calder turns and unbuttons my jeans. “What are you doing?” I ask as he pulls my cock out.

“Giving you a little something to reward you for how calm you stayed at the courthouse. Eliza handled things well because you were her rock. I’m proud of you, Julian,” Calder says, stroking my cock. Blood rushes to my dick, and I groan as I grip the steering wheel. “You know, I love how you still pretend like you don’t fucking melt for me. I can feel how fucking hard you are for me, Julian. No need to pretend you don’t want to come for me.”

“You are annoying,” I remark.

“Oh? Even when I do this,” he says as he leans down and takes the head of my cock in his mouth.

“F-Fuck,” I choke out. “Goddamn it, I love your mouth.”

“Mmm,” he hums, gently sucking and licking me. His tongue is teasing my piercings, playing with each bar as he takes me deeper. I grip onto his hair and push him down until he gags.

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