Chapter 2

Maya

"Get here, Pigeon!"

His command sent shivers through my body, and his intense gaze made it clear that if I didn’t hurry, he would either drive off or run that black beast over me just to crush me into pieces. I knew they both preferred the latter option.

With a sigh, I made my way to the car. Typically, on days when there weren’t "events" happening in the backseat, I’d sit there. But today, I knew my place was in the front.

I opened the door and settled into the front seat beside Maximus.

Their cologne, a scent that had overwhelmed me from the start, filled the car, but I also caught a faint whiff of strawberry perfume from the new woman. She looked unfamiliar.

Did they pick her up off the streets?

Fuck! Why was I even interested in knowing about her?

Glancing at the rearview mirror, I saw Leonardo shifting in his seat, his large hand gripping the girl's blonde locks as her head bobbed up and down on his dick. She nearly choked each time he pushed her down onto his large member. The sound of her gagging, mixed with his grunts, filled the car.

No matter how familiar these scenes were—whether it was Max or Leo—it always made me uncomfortable.

Suddenly, our eyes locked in the mirror, and I quickly looked away.

Damn it! Now both of them knew I’d been watching. This was beyond embarrassing.

Shit! Shit! Shit!

"See something you like, Puppet? Want to be the one sucking my dick?" Leonardo chuckled, his hands pushing the blonde deeper. He threw his head back, a few strands of his black hair falling over his gorgeous face as he dryly licked his lips.

He was clearly enjoying himself.

"Leo, can’t we just get going?" I stammered, trying to sound indifferent as I buckled my seatbelt.

I hated to admit it, but both twins had god-like features, a stark contrast to their devilish behavior. Despite being identical, I could easily tell them apart—even from a mile away.

Sharp noses, plump and attractive lips, chiseled jawlines, thick brown hair, eyes darker than coal, and incredibly well-built physiques that could take anyone’s breath away—they were the dream of every woman in the pack.

But to me, they were nightmares, haunting me even in broad daylight.

"Why?" Max’s deep voice cut through the silence as he looked at me. "Your mother’s been whoring around for our father, so why do you think it’s unfair to expect you to do the same for us?"

There it was again...

Their torment.

"I am not like my mother, Max, and I’ll never whore around for anyone," I snapped, my jaw clenched despite the gnawing fear. "So don’t cross the—"

Before I could finish, his hand clamped around my jaw, forcing me to face him. His grip was so tight it felt like he could shatter my bones.

"And… who the fuck do you think you are to command me?" He glared, fury blazing in his eyes, his warm breath too close for comfort. "I’ve warned you to stay in your lane before, haven’t I? Do I need to remind you of your place?"

God, this was terrifying.

"I believe we should, Max," Leo grunted from the back. He pushed the blonde woman out of the car, zipped up his pants, and locked his gaze on me—eyes I desperately wanted to avoid. "Get in the backseat, now."

"Leo, I—"

"Do you think you have a choice, Maya?" Max raised an eyebrow. "You’re just a slave, nothing more. And what are slaves meant to do?" His grip tightened, and a pained hiss escaped my lips.

I didn’t want to say it. I didn’t want them to control me like this... but what choice did I have?

Leonardo’s voice cut through my thoughts from the backseat, "I think he’s asking you something, Puppet. You better answer if you don’t want to make things worse."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I finally confessed, "They… obey."

A sinister smirk crept across Maximus’s lips. "Good. Now get in the backseat."