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“I can take you to her, but she’s probably, uh, naked.”

“Why?” I asked without thinking, the girl laughing lightly as she motioned for me to follow.

“She’s a creature of habit. Get drunk, get laid. She’s been getting drunk for hours now, so she’s probably found a dick to occupy herself with for a while.”

I cringed, hating that people just knew her as the girl who got wasted before sleeping with random people.

She stopped outside of a room that didn’t even have a damn door on it, and I peeked inside to find Tempest between two guys. She was riding one while another took her from behind, and when the guy behind her glanced over his shoulder, my breath caught.

Raymond looked way too happy to see me, and he let out a dark chuckle as he slowed his thrusts. “Look what the cat dragged in, Stan.”

My heart hurt as Stanley’s face came into view, but I wasn’t upset at him, I was upset that Tempest would want to sleep with someone I’d dated. I’d told her what an ass he’d been to me, and she’d had the decency to look offended on my behalf.

That was probably the only time she’d been nice to me in a long time, but now here she was, riding him like nothing mattered between us.

Raymond got to his feet, facing me without bothering to cover his dick. “I knew you’d come crawling back to him.”

I snapped out of it, taking a step back. “I didn't know you guys were here. I’m here to get my sister,” I said firmly, glancing at Tempest to find her glaring at me.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” she spat, her voice slurred. “You think I’ll leave with you?”

“C’mon,” I begged, not wanting to be here anymore. “Dad’s wondering where you are, and there’s videos and photos all over the internet of you here. I’m trying to get you home before he shows up and loses his shit. I’m trying to help you.”

The girl who’d brought me here had vanished, apparently not wanting to deal with our drama, and Raymond thankfully grabbed his pants and yanked them on.

“You’re such a stick in the mud. I have no idea how you and Temp are related. She’s a blast.”

Stanley was watching me, but he let Tempest continue to ride him like I wasn’t even here.

I tensed as Raymond dropped his arm around my waist, his lips against my ear as he spoke. “I don’t know what Riley sees in you. You’re so fucking bland. Did you know that me and her are basically besties? You’re honestly not her type.” He chuckled, looking over at Stanley. “Right, dude? The pussy licker loves me.”

Stanley snorted, returning his attention to Tempest as he started thrusting up into her. “I don’t want to talk about that stupid cunt.”

I tried to move away, but Raymond tightened his hold on me. “Where do you think you’re going?” He grabbed my waist and tossed me over his shoulder, making me scream as panic took hold.

“What are you doing?” Tempest asked, managing to sound concerned, but Stanley grunted as he finished, pushing her off him.

“We just want to scare her. We won’t hurt her,” he said lightly, grabbing his pants to get dressed. “Thanks for the ride.”

“Wait, we’re done?” she growled, and I could see her glaring at me from my awkward angle. “You ruin everything.”

“Don’t let them take me,” I begged as tears burned my eyes, but she scoffed and got dressed, stumbling towards the door.

“They can fucking keep you for all I care. If they want to scare you a little, I’m not going to stop them.” Then she was gone.

I fought and screamed until Raymond scowled and dropped me, my arm burning as I hit the floor. “Would you shut the fuck up for a minute? Or I’ll shove my cock down your throat.”

I scrambled backwards, crying out as Stanley grabbed my hair and hauled me to my feet.

“You think you can leave me for that bitch? You might have brought your daddy to protect you last time, but he’s not here now.”

“What do you want me for?” I croaked as I stared at him. “You don’t even love me.”

He didn’t release my hair, making sure I couldn’t escape. “I fucking needed you. You only had to stay for six more months and I could’ve let you go.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I picked you because you were placid and sweet. You weren’t likely to start problems or get in my way,” he hissed, slamming his fist into the wall beside us and making me jump. “Six more months and that money would’ve been mine, but you fucked it up!”