Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55792 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Brielle stands in the darkness. Even cast in the shadows, she’s beautiful. I know Kai and Valen feel the same. I can practically feel them vibrated with the need to make her pay. But this torture isn’t like the others we’ve dished out on disloyal subjects.
There is something vastly different about what we’re about to do. We conversed and agreed. Kai wanted to take the lead, but Valen stepped up. He’s been her friend since she arrived, which makes sense he should be the one to dole out the first round of punishments on our pretty little spy.
Val steps forward causing Brielle to step back. But when he crooks his finger, it’s as if she’s mesmerised by him and obeys. It’s an erotically exquisite sight to behold.
“It’s time,” he tells her and I allow him to move past both myself and Kai toward a room we haven’t used in years. I’ve only ever seen it in action twice before. Once by my father’s hand, and the second by my own.
Marco’s filthy whore he sent into my home to spy on me and the guys was dealt with in the only way we know how, by making her beg.
And Brielle will meet the same fate. The only difference is, she’s going to have to survive all three of us. And that’s definitely not going to be easy. The corner of my mouth quirks into a grin as we follow Valen and Brielle.
“Don’t enjoy this too much,” Kai whispers. “Someone might think you’re in love with her.”
I snap my glare to his, and he knows he’s walking on thin fucking ice in saying that. But then again, my best friends have known me most of my life, and they can read me like a book.
I haven’t allowed myself to say it or consider it. But I can’t deny it’s an emotion that’s slammed into me a few times since laying my eyes on her.
But I’ll fight it.
I can’t love a liar.
I can’t want a spy.
And I certainly will break her before she becomes my queen because even though I hate my father’s last wishes, I’ll never go against them.
The room we take her to was designed for something other than the violent torture we usually dole out. It’s been locked up tight for so long, I’m expecting it to be a mess, but I’m surprised when I find the tools shiny and shimmering.
“What the fuck is this?” Brielle snaps when her gaze lands on the large, wooden St Andrew’s cross which sits against one wall. It may look like a dungeon of a talented Master, but it’s far from it. Instead, it’s here for amusement.
We’ve not really used it for its true purpose. And perhaps Brielle will be our first.
“It’s time for you to tell us everything,” I say as Valen and Kai take the lead and bind her wrists to either side of the large X. Once her ankles are secured with the soft, leather cuffs, I can’t help but smile.
“I told you everything,” Brielle argues, her voice tight with annoyance. I’m surprised she’s not fighting us. Her gentle obedience is rather intoxicating, but it can’t be real. Her father’s email was clear to her—she’s infiltrating our home, sending him details that should never be known to anyone outside these walls.
“You see,” I start without looking at her. I keep my eyes on the table which is filled with implements to either bring pleasure or pain, depending on how they’re used.
And if I were honest with myself, I’m not entirely sure which I’d like to dole out on this pretty princess just yet.
Lifting my stare to hers, I smile. “I don’t believe you.”
“I don’t give a shit at what you believe or not.” Her fire is back, and it makes my dick hard. What I would like to do right now is to make her take my cock all the way down. I’d love to feel that slender throat constrict around my shaft, and I want to make her swallow every fucking drop of my seed. And when I’m done, I’d love to watch Kai and Valen take their turn with our pretty little toy.
I pick up the long, sleek blade that’s lying on the table, and I make my way toward Brielle. Kai is at my right, while Valen is at my left. The three of us stand silently taking in Brielle’s now trembling body.
“Are you going to be honest with us?” Valen says, his voice is void of any emotion. Even though he’s been the one to befriend her first, he’s realised that she lied to us. She’s hidden things we needed to know. Anger at my father for choosing her for my wife takes a hold of me.
“I only got that email last night,” Brielle insists, and even though I know that’s not a lie, there are things she’s still keeping from us. There is no doubt in my mind she’s got more intel about her precious father.