Page 14 of Breaking Sanity (Hell’s Asylum #1)

“Did you have some fun with the Little Devil when I left,” Gunner smiles like the Cheshire cat. If he is going to share her with anyone, I’m not surprised it’s Baron.

“I wouldn’t call it fun, but intriguing.”

“So she did it to you too?”

“Did what,” I inquire.

“She robbed me of her orgasm,” Baron supplies.

“What? How?” Vaughn looks at me in confusion.

“She’s done it since I have known her. If she doesn’t want to cum, she flips a switch in her brain and relaxes her body to the point the tension that was building dies,” Gunner explains. “It’s fucking maddening.”

“Ah, so that is who she is. The one you have stalked for fucking years?” Vaughn finally put the pieces together. Baron must’ve known when the contracts came in, but kept that to himself. Fuck, asshole didn’t even tell me.

“There has to be a reason why she knows how to do that. It’s rare, especially when her body is so responsive.”

“Well she is your guys’ claim, so I will wait,” I sigh.

I need her to pay first!! Therapy won’t help her after I am done.

“What room is she in,” Vaughn asks.

“I paired her with your feisty cat,” Carson answers, coming up by Baron. Gunner moves to my other side away from him.

“Why?”

“She attacked Melanie. I thought if she saw what happens to cats who don’t behave, her tune might change,” Carson shrugs.

“She did what?” I look at him in awe. I know Melanie is a raging bitch to the girls but everyone knows she is mine.

She’ll pay for that!

“Melanie went to drag her out of the shower and she just attacked.”

“What did Mel say to her?” Gunner steps towards Carson.

“Mel just yelled for her to get out but she didn’t even flinch or respond. Mel barely touched her arm and Alley swung.” Carson shrugs.

“Interesting.”

“Interesting indeed,” Baron utters.

“Melanie is in medical. Once the guards got both of them broken apart. They were escorted there. Alley was cleared but Mel was not. I had a guard take Alley to her room.”

“Damn it,” Vaughn heaves.

“Alley has to stay alive for now. Mel’s contract has been up for months, so if she dies it affects nothing.” I shrug. Melanie is useful and I can’t say I am not a little attached to her.

She is a fucking pawn and still needed. Alley should’ve never touched what wasn’t hers.

“Keep telling yourself that brother.” Vaughn winks.

He whisks Carson away, leaving Baron, Gunner, and I alone. I take a deep breath and throw my cigarette butt into the dark. If I am being honest, I’m not mad about Mel being hurt.

“Carson needs to stay the fuck away from Alley,” Gunner says glaring at their retreating forms.

“I am not sure that is possible.” Baron places his hand on his shoulder. “If not him, then he’ll try to use Vaughn to get to her.”

“What do you mean?” I join their conversations.

“Alley, from what I’ve read in her medical records, seems to have a savior complex. I am betting that one look at Annie, and she will protect her by any means necessary. It will pose a problem is all I am saying. ”

He knew what he was doing. The slimy shit was probably watching the cameras and saw Gunner’s reaction to protecting her. She is a threat to him.

“You’re right. Fuck,” Gunner concedes, turning on his heel and heading back to the compound.

“Is he back?” Baron leans back on the brick looking up at the stars.

“I am not sure, yet.”

“Yet?”

“Yes, yet.”

“This should be interesting.”

He pushes off the brick and stalks back the way he came. Leaving me alone with my own thoughts and his. My alter personality is back.

Caine has been dormant for a few years but I can feel him in full swing right now.

It’s hard to keep him inside when he is out and about.

I would describe Caine as a combination of myself and Gunner.

He could never have the patience of Baron, nor the structure of Vaughn.

Although he may rival Carson’s need to burn everything to the ground.

Caine at least lets me take the reins most of the time and when it comes to sex we are both there for the most part. He doesn’t usually come out for Melanie or even Piper for that matter.

I will for Alley. I want to feel her lips around our cock. Remember what Vaughn said, she didn’t even flinch when he jammed his fingers down her throat, just teared up. You know what that means?

“No gag reflex,” I think aloud.

Plus I am dying to get my hands on that body of hers.

I can’t say I blame him either. I want to get my hands on her soft skin again.

I don’t think I have ever seen anyone with a skin tone that practically glows in the sunlight like a reflective white flag.

Well it could be a finish flag with the amount of bruises that are scattered across her body.

I bet the worse ones are on her side from jumping out of the car.

I bet she cries if we tear into them like she tore into our side.

My free hand mindlessly starts to stroke the bandage covering her bite.

I want it to scar so that it gives me an excuse to do the same to her.

That is actually when Caine really came to life.

He started to quietly bitch when she fucking tagged me in the head with a rock, a first may I add.

Then when she maneuvered herself like her spine didn’t exist and bit like a starving zombie, he almost broke to the surface.

Probably to kill her, but now it’s both fuck and kill her.

“She’s not ours,” I gripe, lighting another cigarette for this conversation. “She is off limits until we get the official green light.”

If it happens, it happens.

He will be getting us both killed sooner or later but I’d rather it not be because I pissed off Gunner.

I have watched him for the past decade pine over her.

Shit half of purgatory is full because of his obsession with her.

I’ve seen the aftermath of losing some people he loved and rather not have a repeat.

That may have been years ago but it has had lasting effects.

“I won’t do that to Gun,” I sigh.

Fine, but after tomorrow I take the reins for a bit.

“Deal.”

I smash the cherry of my cigarette on the decaying brick and start heading back. I need a strong drink and sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day without the Little Minx. Much like Baron, I do now understand why Gunner had an attraction to her and his pet name for her is more than fitting.

Before I get a chance to get past the burnt remains of the house of horrors, my phone starts to buzz.

It’s odd for anyone to be texting me this late, which means it can only be one person.

He only reaches out if it’s serious or it’s getting close to our quarterly meet ups.

Taking a deep sigh, I reluctantly pull out my phone, unlocking the screen.

Dipshit K: I was told I needed to check on you. Are you okay?

Me: You care?

Dipshit K: Knock off the attitude, you know I do.

Me: I’m fine

Dipshit K: What did she do?

Me: Who?

Dipshit K: Seriously Nik, not tonight

Me: She threw a rock at my head, bit me, told me to do my worst, and licked my bottom lip.

Dipshit K: Fucking ballsy lol. Is she still alive?

Me: For now. We’ll see after tomorrow

Dipshit K: Don’t go overboard like you did with Michelle. Nik you had a hard enough time getting over that

Me: Drop it! I don’t need a fucking reminder. I won’t hurt the little minx completely.

Dipshit K: Completely? So he is back?

Me: Ah now I know who told you to check on me. She is Baron and Gunner’s claim.

Dipshit K: They’re sharing her?

Me: Apparently so.

Dipshit K: Baron doesn’t share and last time I checked neither does Gunner.

Me: You would know

Dipshit K: Fuck off Nikolas!

I have to laugh because the fucker knows I’m right. He and his little bitch boy are the reason Baron doesn’t like to share with anyone. Well, also after seeing what his dad went through and his mom as well. Gunner never minded sharing, well if he was sharing with another girl.

I’ve known Baron and Gunner for all my life and neither one of them have crossed that line. So why now? And why with her? Unless…

Nikolas, I need to take the reins now!

Caine starts to rip apart my carefully built wall between us.

I can feel his anger surging through me and there is no stopping him when he is like this.

Either I let him take control or he rips through me and throws me in the lock box.

I have no choice. I switch to my other text chain, closing my eyes I let him bleed through.

Me: I’m back.

Baron: We have a lot to discuss.

I: It’s been too long, Caine.