“The game where you run and… we hunt.” My breath hitches, I look between the three of them and shake my head.
“Run, Jenna,” the one in the middle growls, making me tremble. There is just something about him that scares me. Without overthinking it, I dart left and run for my fucking life.
Forgive me Father for my previous sins. I promise not to allow any man to tie me up, fuck me like a whore and use my body for their pleasure if you help me get the fuck out of here!
CHAPTER TWO
VLADIMIR
I crack my neck side to side and allow the thrill of the chase to roll through me. I look over at the other two and smirk behind my mask. Vegah and Dimitri may wear contacts just like me, but I can see the hunger in their eyes. We’ve been waiting for this moment for a long time. She thinks she’s smart and a step ahead of us, but the truth is, we’ve always been five steps in front of her. You don’t become the biggest mafia family in the country by being sloppy.
We knew the moment she opened a case against our family and have been trailing her ever since.
“Let the hunt begin,” I growl. Dimitri nods and takes off in the same direction as she did. I attempt to follow after him but Vegah places a hand on my shoulder, keeping me in place.
“Don’t forget who the fuck she is.”
I scoff. “There isn’t any need to worry about me, Uncle, I have no plans on catching feelings for the bitch. It’s your boyfriend you should be worried about,” I snap as I brush past him, and purposely drag the pipe along the floor so she can hear me coming after her. I follow the sound of Dimitri’s bat clashing against the walls and find him standing in the middle of the hallway. I come up beside him and smile at the sight of her tryingthe handles on the doors. She keeps darting her gaze back to us as she runs to each door. She only has two left to try before she’s forced to admit defeat.
“Motherfucker!” she snarls when she reaches the last door and realizes it’s locked. I bite down on my lip at the sight of her ass cheeks. That black thong fits perfectly between those creamy cheeks, the garter belt and stockings just add to the sex appeal. Her tits are the perfect size to fit in my hands and squeeze. Her long brown hair is tied up in a high ponytail, the perfect style for when you’re fucking her from behind so you have something to grip onto.
“Surrender,” Dimitri grits out. I watch as her back tenses and her shoulders stiffen. She slowly turns back to face us with a cold look in her blue eyes. I love the fire in her. She isn’t like most girls who cower at our feet just because of what my last name is.
“Never!” she snarls.
“Fine,” I say smugly, then both Dimitri and I run at her. She stands there with wide eyes, clearly shocked, snapping out of it too late. She tries to push against us and fight our hold, but it’s useless. We overpower her without breaking a sweat. Dimitri pins her arms behind her back. I stand in front of her, grinning behind my mask until she spits in my face. My anger spikes. The bitch is fucking lucky that shit hit the mask or I would be punishing her.
“Fuck you! I’ll fucking kill you?—”
“Save your threats, prosecutor,” I say, cutting her off, then turn and lead the way. We pass Vegah in the foyer, who falls into step behind us as we climb the stairs and head up to the second floor. I take the hallway on the right and place my thumb against the wall, which makes Jenna gasp when the door opens. I look over at her and wink.
“Bastard,” she snaps.
“You never stood a chance. You’re in our world now, prosecutor. Time to learn how to play on the dark side and break some fucking rules,” I say as I step inside. I stand off to the side, allowing the others to enter. The moment she does, her eyes widen and her mouth pops open. In the center of the room is a large wooden pole with handcuffs nailed into the top of it. She tries to fight against Dimitri, but he just ignores her struggle and pushes her forward. Vegah and him each grab an arm and pull them above her head, so her wrists can be secured by the cuffs.
“I’m gonna make sure you all spend the rest of your pathetic lives behind bars,” she yells as they take a step back.
“Not before we fuck you and fill your dirty cunt with enough darkness that you begin to question your morals,” Vegah claps back, rendering her mute.
“You have a choice, Miss Powel,” I say as I move across the room and flick the light switch that illuminates the rack of toys. We have gags, floggers, crops, whips, vibrators, nipple clamps… you name it and this room has it. Every room in this place is equipped with something different, but this one is one of my favorites. “How would you like to begin?” I ask as I skim my fingers along the wall over each item.
“Make a choice or we’ll do it for you,” Dimitri barks.
Her face scrunches and I can see her fighting against her body’s reaction. She wants this, she fucking loves it, but her analytical brain is trying to convince her that giving in to three strangers and letting them fuck her senseless is wrong.
“The crop,” she rasps out. I hum my approval as I retrieve the item and slap it against my palm, making her flinch. She keeps her focus on me as I slowly make my way toward her, loving the way she trembles as I draw near. I reach out and press the crop against the side of her neck, making her gasp and tense. I drag it down her body slowly and only stop when I reach the top of her thong.
She presses onto her tiptoes, shifting the crop slightly, so I draw it back and use it to slap her pussy through the lace. She cries out.
“Tsk, tsk, Miss Powel. You know how this works. You remain still and take what we give or you are punished,” Dimitri warns as I begin to circle her pussy with the crop. Her breathing turns choppy. I drag the crop back up her body and drag it across her tits, the bra may be padded but I can see how hard her nipples are through it. I slap her right tit with the crop. She gasps. I do the same to the other side, making her whimper. She bites down on her lip, trying to remain silent.
Vegah growls and stalks over to the rack. She tries to follow him with her eyes, but Dimitri shifts, blocking her view. When Vegah returns, he produces a strip of silk. She opens her mouth to argue, but snaps it closed when he secures it over her eyes.
He leans down and whispers in her ear. “This cunt is ours. This doesn’t end until you surrender to us completely. Give in to the darkness and pleasure will be rewarded, Miss Powel.” To drive his point home, he cups her pussy, making her jerk against the cuffs and moan. “I can feel how fucking wet you are,” he growls. He pulls back, grips the front of her thong, then tears the fucking thing off her. She gasps but is silenced almost instantly when Vegah shoves the ruined garment into her mouth. “Taste how fucking wet we have made you already.”
Dimitri steps up to her and yanks the cups of her bra down, making her squirm and moan around her makeshift gag. He pinches her nipples, making her arch her back and scream. Her cry of pleasure is muffled but the sound alone sends all my blood rushing south.
“Part those legs, rabbit,” I hiss as I step forward and run the flat of the crop over her slick folds, making her tug on the cuffs. Vegah grips her hips. then turns her so her back is to us. Both Dimitri and I shoot him a glare, but he ignores it as he tugs thecrop from my hold, then draws his arm back and slaps her ass. She screams in pain but he doesn’t stop. He continues to deliver blow after blow until her ass cheeks are a bright shade of red and welts can be seen.
