“I’m starving.”
He lifted his head and looked at me, blinking a few times in surprise before bursting into an infectious laughter. I joined him, laughing until my sides hurt and my bladder demanded to be emptied.
“Want to order pizza while I go pee?”
“Sure. Pepperoni?”
“Yes, please.”
He pushed himself off me, finally pulling his cock out and sitting back on his knees. I went to sit up but he stopped me, staring down with a satisfied smile as he watched his cum leak out of my pussy.
I sat up enough to watch him trail his fingers over my slit, then gasped when I saw his cock twitching back to life against his thigh.
“No, no,” I said firmly, shaking my head. “Down boy! I need to eat and pee before we go again. And make a phone call.”
“A phone call?”
“Yeah. I need to call Daniel and tell him I’m freaking engaged,” I squealed with excitement, rolling over and hopping off the bed before I dashed to the master bathroom.
When my bladder was relieved, I went back into our room and noticed Luke had already disappeared, probably in the kitchen ordering the pizza. I dug my cell out of my jeans pockets before letting them fall back to the floor and strolled out of the room naked. Luke was just ending the call as I entered the kitchen.
“Pizza will be here in half an hour,” he told me, turning around and groaning. “Unless you want to be fucked on the dinner table again, please put a robe or something on.”
I rolled my eyes and ran back to the room, grabbing his discarded t-shirt and pulling it over my head before I went back out.
“Better?” I asked with a raised eyebrow as I scrolled through my contact list for Daniel’s name.
“Hell no. That’s worse.”
“Too bad,” I said, sticking my tongue out at him before holding up my phone in view of my ring.
“What are you doing?”
“They say that a picture is worth a thousand words,” I mumbled as I snapped the photo and hit send. “I’m curious to see what words I’m going to get out of Daniel.”
“Want to place a bet?”
I laughed and shook my head. “No, because we’re probably expecting the exact same thing.”
The phone rang and I looked down at it, not at all surprised to see an incoming call. I pressed the speaker button before pressing accept.
“You motherfuckers!”
Luke and I roared with laughter over the sound of Daniel’s indignant cries of ‘When the fuck did this happen?’ and ‘Oh my god, I better be the maid of honor or someone’s gonna get hurt.’
Yeah, I’d say my life turned out pretty perfectly.
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THE END
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Amber
“So, what has John told you thus far?”
“That my boyfriend of almost a year was about to sell me into slavery,” I said dryly before leveling my stepbrother with an icy glare. “Is it true?”
“Sort of. He was actually going to trade you to pay off the debt he owes to the Sanchez family. Then they would've sold you off.”
“Or kept you,” John muttered under his breath and I bristled at the implication.
“Is this for real?” I asked incredulously, looking to Allen for answers.
“I'm afraid so,” he said sadly. “I'm sorry.”
I wiggled uncomfortably in my spot, wringing my hands together while I avoided the gazes of the two men in the room. How exactly was I supposed to respond to this? Was I supposed to say it was okay? That I wasn't heartbroken by the idea of Chris, a man I once thought I love, trading me for a debt? That I wasn't terrified by the thought of being captured and sold as a slave?
Or worse, my mind reminded me, the mental image of being tied up and raped by that man— Dante— popping into my head unbidden.
“What am I supposed to do?” I asked desperately as I looked between the men. “Are they going to come looking for me?”
“Yes,” Allen confirmed with a sharp nod. “But they won't take you.”
Fear was coiling in my stomach, mixing with dread and panic as I asked, “How do you know that?”
“Because you're not leaving this house until the threat is over,” John cut in.
“And John and I are going to take care of the threat,” Allen added.
They seemed so sure of themselves, but I couldn't wrap my head around the thought of my stepbrother and his best friend somehow managing to save me from this.
“How do you plan to do that?”
Again, they shared a silent look and I felt myself getting irritated at being left out of the loop. But then, Allen turned to me with resignation in his eyes.
“Because this is what we do. You can trust us to take care of it. To take care of you.”
His promise was earnest, but my mind was stuck on the first part of his sentence. “What do you mean by ‘this is what we do’? What exactly is it that you do?”
“We're hitmen, Amber.”
I turned wide, incredulous eyes to John, blinking owlishly for a moment before cutting my gaze back to Allen. He didn't move— just watched my face closely for reaction.
They were serious.
My stepbrother was a hitman.
Shock didn't even begin to describe what I felt in that moment.
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