What is going on?
“Good, now tell the beautiful princess you wouldn’t dare speak to her again—no contact, no texts.Nothing.Tell her you’re unworthy to be in the same ether as she is, let alone breathe the same air she does,” Alex says.
The mafia man again does as instructed.He's slobbering in fear over his words, but he gets them out.
I still don’t understand what is happening.
“Tell the beautiful princess, Skye, it will be your absolute pleasure, an honor so deep that from now onward, no matter where you are or who you’re with, you’ll protect her name, her person, and anyone else who’s important to her to the death,” Kai delivers.
“I swear, I swear upon my heart, my family, my children, may god strike everyone I love dead if I don’t keep to my word.My family and I swear our allegiance to you, Princess Skye, until the day each of us draws our last breath,” he says, tears rolling down his face, as he lowers himself even further at my feet.
“Good, now off you fuck,” Eason says, effortlessly hauling the big man up from the floor of the corridor of my apartment building and pushing him toward the exit.
I’m still too stunned to react; minutes go by with us just staring at each other.Them, larger than life, completely obscuring my door, with their hands in their pockets.And me not knowing what to do.
No.I do know.They lied to me.But how do I explain them finding The Sledge Hammer, bringing him here to apologize to me, on his knees?I only mentioned one thing; that my legs were going to be chopped off by some mafia guy if I didn’t pay up.Why did they do that...for me?No.No, I tell my heart forcefully.Am I forgetting whose daughter I am?
I grasp my doorknob, ready to shut it in their faces, when Alex puts a foot out and prevents me from shutting them out.
“What do you want?”
“You, princess.We want you,” Alex says.
I shake my head, ready to close the door on them again.
“May we come in?”Eason asks, but all three bypass me and step into my apartment anyway.
“Excuse me.”Indignation spikes in my voice.They shouldn’t be here.They can’t.Not when I want to throw myself at them and beg them to keep me as their own; I can’t because I’ll mess it up.I know I will.
“We want to marry you, Princess,” Kai says.
“So we can date you,” Alex continues.
“And get to know you better,” Eason adds.
My trembling is going to give away what’s really in my heart.
“Normal people do it the other way around.”
“It’s already been established we’re not normal.Also, we like to secure our investments upfront,” Eason says, giving me his bone-melting smile.
“What if you get to know me better and realize you don’t like me?”
“We like you plenty already.In fact, we love you.”
“But you don’t know me.”
“We know enough.We know you’re strong, resilient, smart, kind, caring, and loyal,” Alex says.
“We know what the inside of your body feels like around our cocks when you take all three of us.We know your taste, the sounds you make when you come.We know what it feels like when we’re fucking you so hard, but you cling to us, trusting us, without even knowing it,” Kai says.
“We know all the important parts already.We just need to learn the other stuff.Your favorite color, your favorite TV show, food.That kind of thing, hence marriage, dating, getting to know you,” Eason says.
“Marry us, Skye.Be our princess for the rest of our lives and beyond into eternity.”
“What if I mess it up?”
“You won’t.You’re allowed to change your favorite color at any point,” Alex says.
