Page 80 of Corruption

Because if one of them did it, both of them did it. There’s nothing one of them does that the other isn’t complicit in or an accessory to in some way. Their distance from Vaughn. Killing Isaak Sr. Inviting me into their bed.

Their bed.

I had sex with the two people responsible for my engagement to Vaughn. And they weren’t going to tell me. They weren’t going to do anything about it.

I start to feel sick all over again.

“It’s not that simple.”

“It’s very simple. Did you and Alik kill him? Are you all the reason I’m here? Are you all the reason I was kidnapped? Traded off to be married to a man who tried to rape me the first second he had me alone? The reason Vaughn is blaming Addy for this entire thing at all?”

“Yes.”

Nadia is sitting on the bed. I have to pass her to get to the door. But I’m already standing and have a slight advantage and nothing to lose.

I make a run for the door.

Only to run right into Alik.

“I heard shouting,” he says, looking down at me.

“She knows.”

Alik looks past me to Nadia. “About what?”

“That we killed your father.”

Alik doesn’t say anything. Just looks back down at me and doesn’t move.

When it’s clear he’s not going to say or do anything, I declare, “I’m leaving.”

That gets an emotion out of him. His eyes flash with rage.

“You’re not going anywhere,Kitten.”

I raise my hand to hit him, but he catches my wrist and then the other and shoves me against the wall.

“Did you think we lied when we said you were ours,Pretty Girl,” Nadia whispers in my ear.

“You can’t keep me here.”

“I bet we can,” Nadia says, and I feel her hand trailing under my lounge shirt.

“I’ll tell my dad.”

“Sure about that?” Nadia asks, and then, proving that she’s much braver and less of a coward than Vaughn was, she jerks my panties to the side and cups my pussy with her hand.

I hate the way it takes my breath away. I hate that even though I just found out they’re the reason for my current and future suffering, I still grow hot from the way they’re both crowding me.

“She doesn’t really want to leave,” Nadia says to Alik and presses her hand up harder on my pussy.

It takes everything in me not to outright moan. I still let out a whine.

“She’s already so wet for us. Maybe it’s been too long since the last time we fucked her. Maybe that’s why she’s sick.”

“It’s not—”

I let out a yelp as Alik suddenly turns me around and leans me over, making me brace against the wall. Whereas Nadia had only pushed my panties aside, he rips them off. While he’s presumably taking out his cock—all the while making sure to keep a hold on me—Nadia kneels down in the space between me and the wall, spreads my legs more, puts her head under my shirt and—

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