CHAPTER 2 — FEYRA SMINORV
I don't remember much about yesterday in the shower, I ended up falling asleep, apparently. Agreement on Luther's side. I sit on the bed, gripping the sheets. I don't feel anything, so he must not have done anything to me while I was sleeping. So I hope.
— Stay calm, we're just sleeping — he stretches out next to me, totally beautiful, swollen eyes and messy hair, and chest showing and when my eyes go down further, I can see the tent in his sweatpants, I quickly look away. Sh*t. He noticed my look and smiled. — Just that… I'm not a rapist. And, on top of that, there's the issue that if it's mine, it will have to be my brothers' too.
What? They divide women…
He runs his hand across my face in a caress. I get nervous when he tries to take my hand and take it to his dck, laughing as I pull my hand away in fright and try to get away from him. And what a dck he has, I couldn't help but notice yesterday as he got up to get the towels for both of us.
But what?
— We shared everything, except women… until now. — So I would be the first... — It seems like you have something that makes us want to try it — Luther runs his tongue from my ear to the corners of my lips. — There's no point in despairing and running, this will happen, one time or another. You are ours now. And we want everything we can get. So… is it going to be here or down there, Feyra?
—Wh…wh…what? I ask, swallowing hard.
— Have breakfast — he answers me, smiling.
— Here… here… here. — I answer, I don't know that I want to have to face the eyes that looked at me with disgust and meet Heros, his gaze on me giving me chills.
I fell into the wolf's den, or rather the pack's den.
— But sooner or later, you will have to come down, my love, but if you want to remain locked in this room, feel free. — He gets up, stretching and leaving me focused on the muscle in his back. — I just thought that after days of being locked in that basement, I would want to go down a little.
He shrugs and makes his way to the bedroom door, jumping out of bed.
— Wait! — I say, stopping him, he smiles — I need to go to the bathroom first, wash my face and get a brush to brush my teeth.
He walks past me, giving me a wink and takes me to the bathroom, handing me a new toothbrush, before leaving and leaving me at ease. When I return to the room, I see him sitting on his bed with his cell phone in his hand.
— Now it's my turn! — he gives me another wink and goes to the bathroom without bothering to close the door, I look away from the door and look at his room, noticing things that I couldn't notice correctly yesterday.
We went down for breakfast, finding all of his brothers sitting at the table, except the one with the translucent green eyes, Heros.
He's the one I'm most afraid of. His look is always so cold and cruel.
- Wow! Now yes! It doesn't even look like the same girl as before — the dark-haired, dark-haired Zedekiah. — He gives me a smile and lewd look back, and all my instincts tell me to stay the hell away from him.
And the kitchen throughout the house was huge and with dark tones, making it elegant and a little dark. The house has a lot of them, but that wasn't the only thing I noticed, every time there was a gun hidden somewhere. With discreet access that is easier to use, perhaps in case they have an enemy attack on your home when they are caught off guard.
My eyes roam over the people I've barely had contact with in the last few days. Everyone has similar shades of brown in their hair, except Heros, who has dark blonde hair with some lighter highlights, and Zedekiah, whose hair is as black as night.
One of them, the one I discovered to be Noah, has the lightest skin of all of them, a more pinkish white, with some small freckles on his face. His eyes are blue in a darker and more vivid tone, his hair is short and messy with bangs falling into his eyes. He appears to be the oldest among his siblings.
I can't help but notice each one of them, they are each more beautiful than the other.
— Where's Heros? — Luther asks them, walking past me.
— In the office! He asked you to come up after you had your coffee. — Zedekiah, looks from him to me, giving me a wink. I ignore him, waiting for Luther's approval to serve me and eat my breakfast.
— Feyra — I look at the one with freckles in front of me, Noah — It's white here... — points to the side of my cheek, I run my hand wide-eyed and embarrassed, trying to find the dirt.
Is it the toothpaste? Luther didn't tell me anything.
— He played green and you fell. There's nothing there! — Luther says from my side, sipping his iced coffee with milk — Now they're going to think you sckd my d*ck, love. — he whispers to me and I bet my face must be red with embarrassment.
— Dmn, Luther! You really fck*d her, didn't you? — Zedekiah asks him, looking from me to Luther, with a smug smile on his face.
This guy is starting to annoy me.
— No, nothing happened, we just took a shower — he answers with a roll of his eyes.
They talk about me like I'm not even here.
— We have a rule, Luther. — Lohan reminds him.
— Lohan, I didn’t fckng fck her! It was just an innocent fck*ng shower,” he fumes.
— Yes, but the rule is simple — he continues — If you are going to touch it, we have to be aware and in agreement.
— If you take her as yours, we will take her too — Zedekiah looks at him, who denies it and snorts as he rolls his eyes once again.
— It's true that we are all attracted to her — Noah opens his mouth for the first time — But before we did anything, we agreed to discuss among ourselves first what we would do about it. And we don't take any hasty action.
— Heros doesn't want her — Lohan looks at me and returns her gaze to him — But the three of us want her and we don't mind if we have to divide her between us.
They talk about me as if I had no choice and was an object for them to play with and share between them.
But what the f*ck do they have in their heads?
I try to say something, but the dark-haired man, whose blue eyes are similar in tone to Lohan's, but which stands out even more because his skin has a more tanned tone, speaks first.
— Sht, man! She's hot and has this angelic look and yes, she makes me hard. — Zedekiah, she looks at me and bites her lip — And I can't get her dressed in that uniform out of my head; but... hell Luther, letting yourself get attached to a virgin pssy from an enemy country? Do you know what we risk by bringing her here? If the Bratva discover that we've kidnapped an inhabitant of their country, right under their eyes, we will be annihilated before we even act. — He leaves his glass of pure milk on the table, half full.
They talk openly forgetting my presence here.
— It's too late for us to think about that, she's already here with us — he runs his hands through her hair, then through his beard. —And what do you expect us to do now? I don't think that of all the inhabitants of Russia, the Pakhan, will care about a simple girl.
— For me, Heros would have let her go… or killed her right in that alley. — Zedekiah adds, going back to eating breakfast calmly. — I still don't understand why Heros brought her with us, besides him noticing her obvious interest in her.
— He thinks she could be a great bargaining chip with Pakhan. — Noah, responds and everyone looks at him.
— Why does he think that? She's just a girl, barely eighteen, why would he think she's worth anything to him? She is very likely to end up shooting her in the head, to show us that she is nobody to him. — Lohan.
— In his mind, she could be a spy sent by Pakhan... — Noah says, before finishing his breakfast and getting up.
A spy?
From the mafia?
— I'm not a spy, much less am I part of the Russian Mafia. This is ridiculous! — I stop eating the rest of my breakfast and face each one of them — I'm just the only daughter of a busy woman, who raised me practically alone because my father abandoned us when she was still pregnant with me.
— And what would be the other option? — I am ignored by them when Luther asks again.
—Kill her! — Heros says, appearing in the huge kitchen.
What?
Sh*t.
I'm really screwed.
They want me, don't they? I just need to convince Heros and Zedekiah that I don't offer anything dangerous to them, and if I have to use my body for that, I will do it; at least until I get what I want, get out of here, live!