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I still carry that fucking E right over my heart. So do Madd and Brix. And this little bitch thought she could just…

My hand shoots out and grips the hair at the top of her head and I pull her to stand as I unfold my body.

Her hands slap over mine, trying to ease the pressure. She can’t possibly think this is some kind of reunion, that I would let her walk away from me, from us, after promising us the world. She destroyed our future and our lives in one night.

She’s nothing but a liar. A conniving little bitch. A fucking whore.

But after tonight, she’ll never again have the chance to run from me. The three of us have everything ready at home, we just have to get her there and I have zero problem knocking her the fuck out after what she put us through over the past four years of first thinking she was dead, then realizing she’d simply run away from us.

Being as there is absolutely zero evidence of a child living in this shit hole, I can only assume everything we’d been told was true – she aborted our child.

“What the hell are you doing?” she screeches, her long nails digging into my skin. “Kato! What the fuck?!”

I watch as the realization that she no longer knows the man standing in front of her finally settles in her brain. When she killed our child, when she ripped our hearts from our chests and disappeared from our lives, she’d killed the three men she left behind.

The men she’s glaring at now with crocodile tears welling in her gray eyes are complete and total strangers to her.

I raise my eyes to Brix who’s moved closer, his eyes roaming from her wet, braided hair down to her feet, a sneer pulling up his top lip.

“Find her something to wear. I’m ready to go. This place is fucking disgusting.” I lower my eyes back to her face and smile as a tear trails down her cheek. “Although I suppose it’s fitting for you, huh…wife.”

Her hands leave my wrists and begin to swing at me. I chuckle and shove her toward Brix when he holds out a robe, wrapping it around her arms and locking her in a bear hug tight enough I’m surprised she can breathe.

Doesn’t stop the little hellcat from kicking and screaming obscenities at us. Guess she forgot about the whole marriage thing. While we might not have stood in front of a judge or clergy, those initials on her chest and the one on each of ours are permanent. Not a ring she can take off. Not paper she can burn.

We all staked our claim that night, and just because she decided to toy with us for whatever sick plan she and her father cooked up doesn’t mean I’m willing to let her go. Not yet.

Oh no. I have way too much in store for this little whore. Not only will she stay locked down twenty-four/seven and have her every move tracked, we’ll take turns filling that cunt until she gives us what she took away four years ago.

Brix grunts then growls a frustrated sound when one of Everest’s heels slams into his shins. He squeezes her tighter until her face goes from red to purple, and her lips start to go blue.

Just before her eyes roll into the back of her head and she loses consciousness from lack of oxygen, he loosens his hold. “Give her the fucking shot. I’m not dealing with her bullshit the whole way home.”

Madd’s maniacal laugh comes from behind me, then he’s approaching with a syringe in his hand. He jabs it into one ofher thighs peeking from the opening in her robe and pushes the plunger.

Within seconds, her lashes flutter, her lids close, and she goes completely limp in Brixton’s arms.

He repositions her so he’s carrying her bridal style and I frown when he hesitates, staring down into her slack face, his own expression softening for the shortest heartbeat as though seeing the girl we all fell in love with when we were stupid kids, young, dumb, and full of cum.

Before we’re done with her, it’ll be her full of our cum. I’ll make sure that shit is dripping from her holes, make sure she never forgets the taste of my cock, make sure she never again even thinks she has a choice about the trajectory of her life.

Two hours later, the four of us are walking through the doors of my childhood home.

The home I inherited along with the business after my father’s death.

Ms. Galanos has already turned down the bedding in the guest room when Brix steps into the room and deposits Everest onto the bed. All this would be easier if we had her on a gurney with stirrups, but not like we have a fucking infirmary in the basement.

It’s another thirty minutes before Nick finally shows up.

“You realize I’m not a fucking gynecologist, right?” he grumbles as he directs Brix and Madd to position Everest so her ass is damn near hanging off the bed before slipping a clean towel beneath her.

He pulls on a pair of gloves and raises one brow at me before he even looks in the direction of her pussy.

The same pussy I’d been inside hundreds of times before.

The same pussy she’s been showing to strangers. Who knows how many cocks she’s taken for money in the four years that have passed.

Hence one of the biggest reasons for this visit. I need to make sure the whore is clean before I put my dick anywhere near her.