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“I’ll wait until he’s awake,” I say. “It’ll be more fun yanking it out.”
Jaxson grins. “Evil. I love it.” He bends over, lifts Dmitri to throw him over his shoulder, and heads toward the door.
I follow closely behind. “Did you get Oleg?”
“Yep,” Jaxson answers. “Already have him tied up.”
We walk through a dimly lit hallway and make a few more turns until we come to a huge open room with a circular stage in the middle. Metal chains are fastened to one set of concrete hooks on the wooden floor, and spotlights beam down on Oleg, who’s on his knees with his arms chained behind his back. Another set of chains lay empty.
“What the hell is this place?” Carver asks, disgusted.
“The platform.” My eyes roll into the back of my head, and my legs give out. Someone yells my name, but I’m too far gone into my nightmare to know who.
Dmitri slams inside of me. I scream, but all it does is spur him on. He bites my breast so hard as he smiles sadistically, and his teeth are tinged with blood.
“You’re my new favorite pet,” he grunts.
I close my eyes and pray for it to be over soon. At least when I’m lying on a cold, damp concrete floor, I’m alone. My head snaps to the side from the force of Dmitri’s blow.
“Open your fucking eyes, and watch your master destroy your cunt, or your fate will be much worse,” he threatens.
Refusing to do as he demands, I bite my tongue. How much worse can it possibly get? I’ve already lost count of how many times he and Oleg have taken turns violating me.
Dmitri digs his fingers into my hips, and with one last thrust, he empties himself in me. I groan in pain as he slips out, and I roll to my side just in time to throw up the bile that worked its way up my throat. He twists my hair in his hands, lifts me off his desk, and throws me to the ground.
“Tsk, tsk.” Dmitri scowls. “I thought you were learning, pet, but you're still defiant. A problem that will soon be rectified. Oleg!” he summons.
Oleg barrels through the door, his eyes filling with lust at the sight of me trembling and naked on the carpet. “Yeah, boss?”
“Take my pet, and hose her off,” he orders. “Tonight, she goes to the platform. Invite everyone.”
Oleg raises his brow. “Everyone?”
“Everyone,” Dmitri confirms.
“Aurora! Baby, come back to me,” Jaxson yells from somewhere in the distance. “Please, wake up.”
Something hard and warm covers my body. I reach out absently and feel something soft under my fingertips. I slowly open my eyes, letting my surroundings come back into focus. Jaxson holds me in his arms, rocking me as Lykos bumps me with his snout to let me know he’s here too.
Sadistic laughter fills the room. I try push out of Jaxson’s lap, but he holds me tight. “You fainted. I don’t want you to get hurt,” he says quietly, for only me to hear.
“I’m okay now,” I promise.
Jaxson helps me stand, only releasing me when he knows I’m capable of staying upright on my own. Shackled to the platformare Oleg and Dmitri. The rest of Jaxson’s team are standing guard over them, watching me with a mixture of expressions ranging from sorrow to anger.
“Pet,” Dmitri sneers. “I remember the last time we were together in this room. Wonderful memories, yes?”
Carver nails him in the face with the butt of his gun. “Oops.”
Dmitri’s head jerks to the side, and he spits out a pool of blood as he glares at me with a sinister smile.
Fuck you!
I refuse to let him or any of the pieces of shit under his regime see me fall apart again.
“For you perhaps.” I flash my teeth. “Tonight, I think it’s time I made new memories.”
I’m not a victim! I’m a fucking survivor, and now, I’ll become his worst nightmare.