“Where do you want to go?”The tall woman asked carefully.
“Home.My home.Please.”
Maybe it was her tears or her shattering heart, but the guard took pity on her and drove her home.
What a fool she had been.
The one time when she gave her heart away was the one time it got stomped on so cruelly that she would forever carry around its broken pieces no matter where she went or what she did.
She couldn’t stay in the country anymore, though.That was certain.Once she got her passport, she wanted to board her private jet and just disappear.Forever.Just like she had wanted to do the night before she met Emerson, Darien, and Austin.
She wished she hadn’t laid her eyes on them.
Trembling with hurt and anger, once home, she tore her dress off and stepped into the shower.She needed to wash their touch off her body, their scent, their cum.She scrubbed so hard at her skin, it started to burn.
Without properly drying herself, she put on a pair of jeans and seater then rummaged through her drawers for her passport and a stash of cash that she would need while she found a proper place to hide for the rest of her life.
She was just so tired.Falling in love was never something that was going to happen to her.It shouldn’t have happened, and that was why it didn’t work out.The men she fell in love with had only been using her.
There would come a time when she would call herself stupid, but right now, her hurt was so great that she thought she was going to die.
When her phone buzzed, she tried to ignore it, but it was Peter.
“Adrienne, are you all right?I just heard,” Peter said out of breath.“Desmond Morton’s head is sitting on a dining room table in one of the Petrov Bratva’s mansions.They asked for a cleaning crew to come and pick him up.”
Adrienne felt as if she were broken.She kept glitching trying to process Peter’s words.
“Your SEALs, fucking hell.They didn’t come to play when they said you were theirs—”
“Adrienne?”
She spun around at the sound of a voice.How had they gotten here so quickly?How had they gotten into her house and her bedroom so silently?Oh, right, they were SEALs.And betrayers.
By the dampness of their hair and their change of clothes into jeans, it was obvious they’d taken the time to shower as well before coming here.
“Peter, I have to go,” she said then faced them.Be strong, she reminded herself.
“You used me,” she said, afraid her anger was going to cause her to be torn asunder.“I was just a pawn in your sick game to get back at your...at your father?Oh, my god.Desmond Morton is your father,” she said in utter disbelief.She still couldn’t believe everything she’d heard in that one minute in Desmond’s house.
Desmond Morton was their father.
She didn’t know the proper logistics of it all, but what difference would it make about the fact that they had used her?None.Absolutely none.
“I can’t believe how stupid I’ve been.You played me from the start, didn’t you?Being at the auction was not a coincidence.Was I really so pathetic that you knew I would pick you?All three of you?My god, I’m such an idiot.”
“Stop that, Adrienne.We’re not going to stand here and allow you to say those things about yourself.But when we explain everything to you, we’re going to do so inside you.All three of our cocks, spreading your pussy and your ass apart.”
Her treacherous body heated up, infuriating her further.
“You will never again lay a finger on my body.The little pride I have left, I plan to keep.Now get out of my house.”
“You belong to us, pretty lady.We’re not going anywhere where you aren’t.”
“Get out.I never want to see you again,” she shouted, only for them to stalk toward her without a care in the world, self-assured, and dominant, uncaring that they’d destroyed her whole world.
"No!"she shouted, trying to halt their approach.She picked up a vase and flung it at them.Then another and another.Ornaments and lampshades sailed through the air, and not one of them made contact with the floor.Emerson, Darien, and Austin caught each one in their hands and then placed them down again.
She had exhausted herself, and silly tears flowed down her cheeks, and nothing she did could stop them.
