CHAPTER 3 — FEYRA SMINORV

Kill me? Sh*t. I need to make them want me and change their minds about killing me. If Heros is their leader, his decision will be the one that prevails. I looked at them scared, shaking my head. I get on my knees and beg, the one with green eyes.

— No, please! I'll do whatever you want. — Those words would be wrong, for the wrong people, if that weren't my intention. — I just want to live!

— Everything really? — he looks at me from above — If I say: take off your clothes and lie down on this counter, I'm going to f*ck you... hard. Are you going to do this? — I swallow hard and lose my voice. If I really do this, I know I won't be able to go back. — Kill her, Luther, today! She has seen our faces and knows our names. — he says, turning around, about to leave. I look at the others who were looking at me waiting for my answer, not wanting to follow their leader's order. Luther runs his hands through his hair, annoyed.

— Yes. I do! — I scream.

He stops walking and looks at me.

— I don't see you naked and lying on the counter, sweet. I think, deep down, he doesn't have the courage. — he continues staring at me, challenging me.

I know I'm going through a test, they want to make sure I'm not a spy for the Russian mafia but just an innocent teenager afraid of them.

Then they will test all my limits.

I slowly get up and start to undress, my hands shake a little as the set of sweatshirts that Luther gave me fall at my feet and I stand naked in front of them.

— Holy crap! — Luther exclaims — Heros... — he tries to intervene.

— D*mn! — Lohen, run your hand through his hair.

— D*mn! — Noah, bite your lip.

— Fck! — Zedekiah, squeeze your own dck.

But Heros keeps his impassive eyes on me, staring into my eyes, not even looking away from them to look at my body.

— You know the rules, don't you? Luther must have already told you. If I f*ck you here, everyone will. — he approaches and this time looks at me from bottom to top and runs his tongue across his lips — Are you a virgin, Feyra?

— I-I am — I want to hide, cover my nakedness from your hungry eyes.

Of all of them.

— I'm going to break that rule for today. Once I take your virginity, there will be no turning back — he gets closer to me, circling me like a wolf, about to devour me. — It will be ours to do with as we please. You can still give up and you will die quickly. Better than wandering around an unknown city where no one knows how to speak your language, unless they know ours.

They were always speaking Russian to me, and I rarely heard them speaking to each other in their language. What they don't know is that I was understanding everything they were saying. I am a polyglot, I learned to speak other languages ​​as a child. So, I understand their English very well, but they don't need to know that detail yet.

He remains waiting for my answer. I didn't imagine losing my virginity right now, but... if I can take advantage of it and benefit myself, I will take advantage of them just as much as they are taking advantage of me.

I nod at him, who stops in front of me again, his hand, lifting my face by my chin making me look into his eyes.

—What were you doing in that alley? — he questions me, fixing his gaze on my eyes, as if hoping to discover a trace of a lie in them.

— I was thinking about finding a shortcut to get home faster, after being forgotten by my mother again at the school door. — I say, keeping my gaze on his eyes as he watches me.

He sighs, lets go of me and takes a step back.

— Get dressed! And you — he points to Luther —, come with me to the office! — he says to the other using the commanding voice, giving him an order, like Don. O capo dei capi (“boss of all bosses”).

The Green family is famous for eliminating all other mafia families spread across the United States. Of the five families, they became the only and most powerful of all time. I feel lucky that they are being so generous to me, perhaps winning the sympathy of three of them, allowing me to stay alive.

They come out, and I quickly get dressed, somewhat relieved that nothing happens here and now with all of them keeping their eyes on me, as if they could devour me in just one bite.

— Now I begin to understand why Luther is so obsessed with her. — Zedekiah stares at me, running his tongue across her lips — Maybe it won't be so bad having you here, flower.

He calls me flower, in English — thinking I wouldn't understand, perhaps — before giving me a wink. I ignore him, going back to eating my breakfast. I feel the eyes of the three of them still on me, and I have to ignore them while I'm eating.

— I thought you would resist more than a virgin, because of accepting to have all of us fckng you so quickly… — Zedekiah says again, his gaze glaring at me, analyzing me — What are you up to, flower?

— I just want to survive… — I have to be careful with him and Heros, they are the two most difficult people to conquer and according to their cold eyes, the most cruel too.

— And will you be prepared to have us all? — He continues to test me with his questions. — Because once you take that step, there will be no turning back. — He gets up from where he is and approaches me, stopping at my back, his hands take my hair from my right shoulder, moving it to the left. — We won't be gentle, don't expect vanilla sx, or for us to make love to you. We are rough, we like wild sx and fckng hard! — he whispers in my ear and I feel his teeth catch my earlobe.

I swallow hard, and I can't stop my body from tingling with his tongue over my ear, and his teeth biting and sucking my earlobe once again.

— And guess what, flower... I'm the most sadistic among them. — He bites the skin behind my ear, before pulling away, making me moan in pain and run my hand over the place he bit. — I'm going to sharpen my knives, I might need it later. — He winks at me with a sinister smile that makes me shiver, before leaving the kitchen without looking at me, leaving me with just Lohan and Noah.

I can't even eat anything else after what Zedekiah said. Am I really prepared to have the five of them fckng me, however and in any way, they want? I've never had s*x with anyone and I still don't know what it feels like to have something inside me, imagine two at the same time, and five in the same day?

One part of my mind, the naughty one from reading a lot of adult storybooks, tells me that it might be nice besides staying alive and buying more time to get rid of them and the other tells me to deny it and accept a quick death.

— Don't overthink it, baby, I can see the smoke coming out of here! —Noah, tell me. — Now, if you're not going to eat more, come on, I'll leave you in Luther's room.

I finish my breakfast, taking the dishes to the sink, before following them to their brother's room. They are brothers, but they look nothing alike, their father is a person who had a relationship with several women at the same time, having five children; one of each, or are they actually adopted siblings?

I can't find Luther, imagining that he must still be talking to Heros. What must they be talking about so much, am I the subject? Probably because of Heros' face and the way he looked at me before going up with Luther. Would I really have gotten up on that bench and given him to me? To them, since as they told me, if I gave it to one downstairs, I would have to give it to everyone. I've never had s*x with anyone and suddenly, I'm giving it to five people?

Forty-five minutes later, Luther enters the room and finds me looking at his book collection, which I end up noticing for the first time, I didn't know he read, for such a powerful mobster, it's a big surprise.

—What are you looking for, a way to escape? — he asks me as he approaches me.

— I didn't know you liked reading — I avoid the subject.

— I haven't read since I was a teenager. — His hand runs down my arm slowly, until his hand finds mine, and he pulls me to sit on his bed.

— What it was? Are you here to kill me? — I ask with a lump in my throat — If so, do it soon! — I close my eyes tightly, expecting the worst.

— No! But we decide what we will do about you, love. — I swallow hard, he told me he's not here to kill me, so what is it for? To… — I look into his eyes and lie down on the bed, waiting for him with my heart racing.

He laughs. And he pulls me to sit down again.

— No. That's not the reason I'm here either — he holds my hand, caressing its torso. — We won't do anything against your will, we're not rapists, Feyra.

— So that means I can go... — I start to get excited, but he interrupts me, continuing to speak:

— You will be able to move around the house freely without having to be locked in my room all the time, but you will not be able to leave it. It's stuck with us love, it's ours now. — he looks into my eyes, his amber brown, looking at me intensely — The only way to leave this house is to die.