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I blinked at him stupidly, having no idea what he was talking about. What exactly were these promises? I slogged through my memories but came up blank. My brain wasn’t working properly.

One second Rain stood in front of me, and the next second he was gone.

Shit.

I went to chase after him but was once again pushed back against the wall.

Silver eyes flashed with rage. “Oh no you don’t,” Trenton snapped at me. “Get out of here.”

“For once, do as you’re told,” Simon growled.

Double shit.

From the rage pouring off of them in violent waves, I just knew they’d heard the same thing Rain had. And now they were so far from happy, it wasn’t even funny.

They disappeared just as fast as Rain had, and for the first time since waking up in that stupid hole, I felt like I could take a full breath. I wasn’t alone anymore. With my dad and my bodyguards here, I knew nothing bad was going to happen to me, they wouldn’t allow it. Well, nothing else bad would happen to me.

But I couldn’t leave.

I couldn’t walk away from this. Not when I’d started it. I wanted to see it through to the bitter end. Even if it messed with my head later, and there was no doubt in my mind that it would, I wasn’t going to run away and hide while everyone else did the dirty work for me.

I wasn’t weak, and I refused to let them treat me like it.

I stepped around the corner and into the room. My feet skidded to a halt, and I stood there frozen in shock.

Jesus.

How long had I been huddled against the wall, giving myself a pep talk? These guys worked fast, and they were not fucking around. All of the men who’d been sitting on the couches and chairs had their throats slit. They were bleeding profusely but not dead yet. They’d get there though. They had been effectively neutralized and were unable to fight back.

The lady who’d been riding the one man was now on the floor, curled up in a ball with her arms wrapped around herself, and she was sobbing uncontrollably. I didn’t blame her, I’d be crying too.

I wanted to cry now, but I didn’t have the luxury of a breakdown at the moment. That would come later when I was home alone.

The beastly man who’d been going to town on Marcus was still alive. He abandoned Marcus and turned around to face off against Rain. His hands were raised and outstretched in front of him as if he were calling up his magic.

I couldn’t focus on that. All my eyes could see was his ginormous cock. The thing looked like he had a third leg dangling between the two he stood upright on. It was thick, incredibly veiny, and most definitely the largest cock I had ever seen in my entire life. It was terrifying, and I didn’t think there was anything worth letting that man put that sucker inside of me.

Perhaps I should be flattered. Marcus took that for me.

Instead, I just felt dead inside. My brain shut down in order to protect myself, and my emotions were capped off.

I stood there, blissfully numb, and watched as the man suddenly dropped to his knees as his legs gave out from beneath him. The ground felt like it shook with his weight and the force of which he hit the dirt. Blood poured out of his nose, the corners of his eyes, and his ears. He opened his mouth and coughed as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The air filled with the scent of pennies. The longer he kneeled there bleeding, the thicker the smell became in the air.

He closed his eyes, and his body slammed forward. He fell face first into the dirt and moved no more.

“Unchain him,” Rain snarled, and I jumped at the viciousness of his voice. Usually you had something to worry about when his voice went empty and dead, so I wasn’t used to hearing this kind of emotion coming from him.

Without hesitation, Simon and Trenton moved to do his bidding. They unhooked Marcus’s wrists and picked him up off the table. They dragged his body backwards, turned him around, and then unceremoniously dropped him like their skin burned just from touching him.

Marcus’s knees hit the dirt beside the now dead man with a massive cock. Unfortunately, this did not hide Marcus’s cock from view, and I hated to admit it, but I couldn’t stop myself from looking.

It made me feel like a goddamned pervert, but I couldn’t stop myself.

It wasn’t a bad cock, per se. It just wasn’t one that appealed to me, and his balls were a good bit on the saggy side. I hoped, for his sake, it grew a bit when erect.

He had wanted to stick that cock of his inside of me whether I’d wanted it or not. And there was no way anyone could miss the fact that under no circumstances would I ever want it. He wanted to stick his cock in me so much he kidnapped me and handed me over to Adrian because he thought that would get him what he wanted.