Page 36 of Sing Me a Song

I nod because I know what he means and I know it all too well.

“That’s why I need her to hate me.” He mutters and I feel that, too.

Torrent has been keeping special attention to his chosen and she’s lapping it up like he didn’t let us all defile her a few nights ago. That man’s charm works fucking wonders.

“It’s nearing two.” He says and I look to the clock on the wall.

It’s time and showing just how punctual they are, Magister Camden walks into the room, his robe skimming the floor.

As if sensing it, Torrent’s head comes up from Diamond’s tits and looks over at us with a small nod. My heart picks up with anticipation and I turn to find Demon's eyes on me, watching me closely. They need to leave, especially her, she's beginning to piece it together, and I can't have this figured out by one of them.

"Get everyone out." I snap and Hail flies out of his seat, rushing to round up the girls.

Torrent inconspicuously pulls Diamond back behind the bar and pushes her against the counter, devouring her mouth. If the girls notice her staying behind, they don't say anything, all except the keen-eyed demon, and my blood pounds with the need to fuck her senseless, then watch her cry as I choke her.

Once Hail has everyone removed, we resume our seats at the table, with Magister Camden, and watch as Torrent and Diamond take a few shots. She finally looks up and sees us sitting there, everyone else having left.

"What's happening?" Her voice shakes.

I don't blame her, she was already sullied at our hands, and now to find herself alone with us, the thought must be terrifying.

"Nothing, baby." Torrent grins at us from the crook of her neck. "We thought we'd have a private party."

"Are you going to... like last time...?" She's frightened and I can't help the blood that rushes to my cock at the sound of it.

"No." Torrent kisses her neck. "Nothing like that, relax."

She relaxes at his words but her eyes keep flicking over to us as we sit here watching them.

"Come and sit with us," he takes her hand. "Tell my brothers about the recent tragedy your family has suffered."

They reach our table and Torrent pulls her down onto his lap.

"Oh," she clears her throat. "About my aunt?"

"The very same." Torrent winks at us. Interesting, I've been waiting to find out about this girl's connection and why Camden chose her for Torrent.

"Well," she adjusts herself in his lap and her eyes pop up to meet mine. "I had a great-aunt Sister Jane and a few weeks ago she died in a terrible accident."

What the fuck? I lean forward, my eyes intent on hers, and rub at the hair on my chin.

"From Loving Beginnings Orphanage?" Hail's voice is deadly low.

"Yes," she nods. "How did you know that?" She looks at Torrent over her shoulder.

"We actually grew up there," he answers her. "We knew your auntie real well."

"So well in fact," Squall interjects. "She made sure to be our sole disciplinarian."

Her face blanches and her body tenses.

"Remember that whip?" Hail asks me.

Do I ever.

"Wait," she looks at Torrent. "I barely knew her."

“Relax, we know that.” Hail sits back. “Do you want to hang out with us?”

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