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I squeeze my eyes shut as my body quivers, almost curling into itself as I become smaller.
“Look at me,” he snarls, and my eyes flutter open, carefully dragging up until I meet his as the smell of cigarettes wafts over me. “Be grateful the boys are here. Go wash your hands and behave!”
I don’t dare to flinch or cower further since that fuels him even more. In my mind, I constantly question what I’ve done wrong to deserve such a hateful man as a father, but I get no answers. I’m always left withno answers.
Is it because my mom is gone? Is it because I’ve disappointed him? I’m sure he’d prefer to have a son over a daughter, but how’s that my fault? All I’ve done is try to be a good person and a good daughter, but that’s not enough.
Nothingwill ever be enough for him.
He walks away without another word, flinging the door open to the kitchen to finish up dinner.
Tears prick at my eyes as I hear all their muffled voices coming from the kitchen and I hurry toward the hallway that leads to my bedroom. How can I feel like a stranger in my own house?
It’s wrong that these three football players feel more at home in my house than I do. I shouldn’t be surprised, though. Wherever they go, they rule over everything.
Knox, Jaxon, and Dimitri fill any room that they’re in. Their presence is dominating. Suffocating. No matter how far away from them I am, I still feel them lingering.
I’m so distracted by my own thoughts that I don’t even hear quiet footsteps behind me until goosebumps trail over my skin, warning me of the predator behind me.
Large hands cover my eyes, my breath hitching as a strong chest presses against my back.
His warm breath fans over my skin as he speaks. “Guess who.”
My heart pounds heavily. The sound fills my ears and complete darkness obscures my vision. Adrenaline races through my veins. The warmth of his hands. The deepness of his voice. The strong smell of his cologne.
“Knox.”
Knox chuckles softly, his breath tickling my ear. He just can’t seem to leave me alone, but I also can’t get them and their torment out of my head. “Good girl.”
His words make me swallow hard, my entire body going rigid. As much as I want to, I can’t pull away from him or shove him off. He’s far too strong anyway, and like with my dad, fighting back just spurs them on.
They want me to fight back just to have an excuse to torture me further.
“Taking a while to ‘wash your hands’, don’t you think?” Dimitri’s amused voice sounds behind me, followed by Jaxon’s chuckle.
“Her dad is too busy getting another six-pack from the garage to notice,” Knox replies as he turns me around to face the others, his hands grabbing my upper arms from behind.
A cold sweat threatens to break out as I know nothing good happens when my dad gets his hands on beer, but there’s no stopping him. Like there’s no stopping these three from taking whatever they want.
They live to torment me, and I have no idea what their obsession is with me. What have I done wrong?
“Let me go,” I say, my voice coming out weak and breathy.
“What was that?” Dimitri asks as he steps closer to me. His frame might be a bit shorter than the others’, but he’s all muscle and still towers over me.
My mouth goes dry as he glares down at me. “I want you to let me go and leave me alone,” I say.
Jaxon moves to Dimitri’s side, reaching over to grab my chin in his hand. He smirks as a soft whine leaves me. “It’s cute that you think you can tell us what to do.”
My eyes uncontrollably train on his tongue piercing, my gaze skimming over the additional snake bite piercings and eyebrow piercing.
“What do you want from me?” I ask them, sensing Knox leaning closer to my ear from behind me.
“We know what you do at night, sweetheart.” Knox’s voice comes out husky and teasing, threatening to make my knees weak.
My eyes widen as my ribs tighten.No, they can’t know. How? Do they think they can do the same?
With my chin still in his hand, Jaxon leans close, the air growing thick around us. “We’ve always known what a dirty little thing you are. We’ve seen what you like. How you moan when you ride Coach’s cock.”
