Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70525 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 353(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
I swirl my fingers in our mixed cum and bring it to my mouth, groaning around my fingers at our taste.
“Fuck, baby,” Apollo growls. “You’re so fucking sexy.”
We lay there, totally blissed out. My hand has fallen into Samuel’s beside me; he squeezes my fingers and whispers how stunning I am when I come. I shudder again.
Apollo rolls off of me the gentle pressure of his weight gone from my body. I’m floating, liquid, satiated for now listening to them breathe, feeling as if I could drift off to sleep.
“Samuel, did you drink all the prosecco?” Apollo’s voice carries through the haze.
I smile. This was a perfect break from reality after hearing Cox’s plan. I just hope my men can find away to keep me alive so that I have a lifetime of fucking like this to look forward to.
I sit up and look at them both, biting my lip. But what if I don’t? I don’t have any time to waste. I need to fuck like my life depends on it. And maybe it does.
I reach down to my stick, cum-coated cunt and start fingering my clit. Their eyes are on me.
“Ready to go again?”
Chapter 11
Caroline
Kaden and Ares are driving me to my father's estate in Westchester County so that I can ask him a few questions. It’s our last-ditch effort to try to resolve things peacefully and keep me out of the grips of Archibald’s hands. There is a slight chance that my father has the money and that’s he’s been concerned about me.
Even though I haven't seen or heard from him since Christmas Eve when he let me go into the hands of my captors like I meant nothing to him. Little did he realize how much I would love being with the men he sent me to.
But it doesn't change the fact that my father left me to die and I still might if he doesn't pay what's due.
Kaden turns to me and says, "Caroline, you have to just get it through his head that you’re in danger. He needs to cough up the money because there’s no other way."
"I'm not sure he cares enough about me to do that." It’s the sad truth.
"It's okay," Ares says. "With us there, he’ll understand the impending threat. Archibald isn’t just gonna let this go. Whether you pay with your life or not, he’ll get his money. That’s how he operates. It's too much to lose."
"You think?" I ask, a glimmer of hope flickering to life. God, I want him to be right. "I hope that with you two there he might see that what I have to say is serious. I know I can't count on you to get me out of this mess. It's my father's fault. He needs to help."
Kaden looks at me from the driver's seat. "If he's not cooperative, we'll break all his bones." I don’t doubt it for a second. But that’s not how I want to do this.
"No, you guys, promise me you won't say a thing. Just let me handle it, okay? If he's not cooperative, you can break his bones at another point after he's paid. We need him in one piece if we’re going to get the money."
I can tell the thought of holding back irritates them, but I know they’ll grant me this wish. As crazy as it seems, I'm starting to feel like they would do anything to see me happy.
"Promise?" I prod, determined to do this my way.
Kaden doesn’t answer for a minute, then finally heaves a deep sigh. "Fine."
"Yeah, okay," Ares agrees reluctantly.
I summon my courage as we walk up to the door of the mansion I'm so familiar with. It's supposed to be home, yet all the pieces of my old life are crumbling before me. I've never had to ring the bell of the mansion but here I am doing it, flanked by two gorgeous men. A week ago, I never could have imagined I’d been in this situation.
My father answers.
"Hi, Daddy," I say with a hopeful expression. If he’ll just pay what’s due then I can get out of this mess and be free.
"Oh, hi." He barely gives me a sideways glance before looking up at the towering forms of Ares and Kaden. They don’t look happy.
"Um, Daddy… So, I'm still here, being held prisoner by these men, and I need you to pay them. If you don't..."
He cuts me off. "I’ll have the money when I have it. Until then, there's nothing I can do. I'm afraid you've driven all the way out here for nothing. My hands are tied."
His tone is very nonchalant, and he doesn't seem to care at all that I am being held for ransom.
"But Dad, this man named Archibald Cox said that if you don't pay him, I’m going to die."