Chapter Seventeen
Sadie
One Year Later
I shut off the water and wrap my hair in a towel before pulling the shower curtain back. I let out a shrill scream and nearly fall when my three men are standing there.
“You fucking assholes,” I choke out as they laugh hysterically at my reaction. “My God, are you trying to give me a heart attack?”
“Morning,” Lance says with a huge grin.
“Morning,” I say bitterly. I step out and go to grab another towel, but Dean tuts at me. A smile stretches across my face when it dawns on me that these three men are about to attack me. The last time they did this, my pussy was sore for days.
“Tell me something, Little Demon,” Mason leans and whispers in my ear. “Tell me why you think that you can get away with calling yourself fat around Todd?”
“I didn’t call… ohhhh. Yeah, I did,” I giggle. I was hanging out with Stacy last night at the house she shares with Todd before we went to dinner, and I made an off-hand joke about how my fat ass didn’t need to be eating pasta for dinner, when a pasta restaurant was suggested.
“Mhmm. So, you have a choice to make,” Dean says coolly. “You can either accept your punishment like a good girl… Or we can make sure everyone knows just how hard we fucked you.”
“Okay… Let me dry off and brush my hair first, and I’ll cooperate,” I say smoothly.
“Good choice,” Lance says with a smile. I return his smile and wrap myself in a towel. I step past the guys and move around like I’m doing as I said I would. Only I’m not. Since when do I cooperate?
When they all look away from me, I run out of the bathroom, pulling the door shut behind me. I used the guest bathroom, so I didn’t wake the guys. I start pulling doors shut, slamming them, on my way to the master bedroom. I want to confuse them about where I am.
“We will find you, Sadie, and God help you when we do,” Dean calls out. I lock the door and take my hair out of the towel. I giggle when they try to open the bedroom door but can’t.
“I will kick this door in,” Mason growls. “Then I’ll take it out on your ass for having to do it.”
I’m feeling extra bratty today, so I say nothing. As promised, the door slams open with one solid kick. My three men walk into the room, and they look pissed. They spread out and make calculated steps to surround me. My eyes are darting around, looking for weaknesses in their formation.
“Aw. Look at her,” Mason says with a smile, yet no humor in his tone. “Our cute little whore thinks she can escape us.”
“You’re just so much fun to run from,” I say, moving slowly around the bed. I don’t look toward the bathroom, but it’s my goal. That door is much harder to get open when locked.
“The more you fight, the harder we fuck you,” Lance growls.
“Pinky promise, Daddy?” I ask, dramatically biting my lip and whimpering a bit. Lance cracks a smile, and I giggle again.
“You’re a silly little brat, ya know that?” Mason asks.
“I do,” I smile. I grab one of the guy’s shirts off the dresser and pull it on. I am changing my plans, hoping it will work. They are all expecting me to run to the bathroom next, so I trash that idea.
I dart toward the bathroom, but at the last second, I pivot and slip past everyone. I then sprint through the house, only to run into all of our friends in the living room.
“Ah shit,” I laugh.
“Sadie,” Lance booms through the house.
“Uh oh. Sadie is in trouble,” Todd snickers.
“Fuck you, Todd,” I joke as I slip through them to get to the front door.
“She called herself fat,” Todd says.
“Then proceeded to only have a side salad for dinner,” Stacy adds.
Right as I get to the front door, an arm snakes around my waist. I squeal when I am lifted and moved back towards where my men are standing.
Jake sets me in front of Dean, and I try to promptly turn and run, but I don’t get far. Dean snatches me by the hair, then slings me to the couch.
“Dean!” I screech when he pulls my arms behind my back and pulls the shirt up to slap my bare ass. “Not in front of everyone.”
“If they have a problem, they know where the door is. If you have a problem… well, too fucking bad,” Dean growls.
He smacks my ass again and again, making me yell out with each hit.
My legs are jerked apart, and three fingers are roughly shoved into my already dripping pussy.
They start to fuck me with their hand, hard and deep, while Dean has me pinned to the couch.
Mason grabs me by the hair and pulls my head back. He says nothing before grabbing the sides of my face and forcing his cock down my throat. He fucks my mouth, putting every bit of his anger behind the thrusts. Tears are streaming down my face from the brutality of his movements.
I scream again when a belt slaps across my ass. They do it again, and my pussy clenches from the burn. “The fucking grip this pussy has when you hit her with the belt,” Lance says as he wiggles his fingers inside of me. The feeling makes me moan and whimper.
Something is tied around my wrists to keep me restrained as Mason pulls out of my mouth. I gasp for air as I am pulled up and placed in Dean’s lap on the ottoman. He lies back and takes me with him, but I scream out again when he slams his cock into me.
“Fuck,” I yell. Mason pulls my head up again and starts to brutalize my throat while Lance joins in by pushing into my ass.
I forget about our audience and enjoy my punishment, even though it feels like they are trying to break me in half.
My muscles shake as I come, but the guys are still moving at an unrelenting speed.
When they all start to come, my body tenses as I fall with them. We all moan together as they fill me.
Things are a blur as I am taken to the room, cleaned up, and dressed. When I open my eyes, I am curled up in Mason’s lap. I am facing toward him, so I stay where I am and relax.
“How often is she skipping meals?” Stacy asks.
“Sometimes daily,” Lance says. “It got worse when she got the letter.”
“Has she not opened it?” Del asks.
“No,” Dean says. “There is no return address, so she doesn’t know who it’s from.”
“Tomorrow is the first anniversary,” Todd says. “Is it related? It can’t be a coincidence that she gets a letter on the first anniversary of the video.”
“Yeah, probably don’t bring that up around her, though,” Mason says.
“Why?” Jake asks.
“She hasn’t talked about that day since Paul died,” he answers. “If it’s brought up, she will flat out ignore you. If you push it, she gets mad and disappears for hours.”
“That’s… not healthy,” Ben says.
“Yeah, it’s not something we are willing to push, though. It’s not been until now that she’s had any issues. I know she’s just ignoring it, but we don’t know how to bring it up,” Lance says.
“She knows we are worried about her,” Mason says. “She’s just not ready to process it.”
“Why do you think that is?” Stacy asks.
“Because Leo is still out there,” he says simply. “As long as she thinks that he could come back, she won’t move past his betrayal.”
I glance up slightly, and Mason is looking at me. He says nothing as he readjusts me so no one else can see that I’m awake, then gently strokes my hair.
“We’ve been looking for him for months,” Lance says. “He will pop up somewhere random, then disappear again.”
“Where was he last?” Del asks.
“His newest credit card was used at a gas station five miles away, a week ago,” Dean grumbles. “I checked the surveillance, and it’s him. He has a beard now.”
“Does she know?” Jake asks. “That he’s close by?”
“Yeah,” Mason says, looking at me. “Yeah, she knows. When she gets stressed, she stops eating.”
“I could have been helping find him,” I whisper.
“What do you mean?” Mason asks me.
“I ignored everything and pretended it never happened,” I say. “I forced myself to be okay, and now he’s back.”
“You don’t know that he’s going to come after you, though,” Stacy says.
“I opened the letter yesterday morning,” I sigh. “Before everyone woke up.”
I get up and walk to the office to get the letter from my desk before coming back and handing it to Mason. He shakes his head immediately, but then clears his throat to read it aloud.
Sadie,
It’s been nearly a year since I had you.
Have you been thinking of me? Thoughts of you consume my mind no matter where I go.
I have tried to get you out of my head, but the sounds of your moans as we made you come play on a loop.
I have tried everything from booze to pussy to gambling.
I can’t get rid of the anger I have for you murdering my cousin.
For being so smart, you really are a fucking idiot, Sadie.
You’d figure that after being tricked by a hidden camera once, you wouldn’t make that mistake twice.
What do you think would happen if I leaked the video of you kicking the chair out from under my cousin?
Who would people sympathize with when they see the video of him slowly dying while all of your accomplices watch?
I always get what I want, and what I want is you. Come to me when I call, and they won’t be punished for your sins. I will rid you of your demons once and for all. Together, we can finish what Paul started.
Your friend,
Leo
“Fuck,” Todd sighs.
“Think he really does have a video?” Stacy asks me as I sit up.
“Look, guys…” I say. “I am going up to the police station tomorrow…”
“The fuck you are,” Todd snaps at me. “Have you lost your fucking mind? That is a first-degree murder charge, Sadie.”
“You don’t think I know that?” I ask calmly. “You don’t think I have imagined over and over again what it’s going to be like to die in prison?”
“We don’t even know if he actually has a video, babe,” Mason says calmly.
I sigh and grab my laptop off the coffee table and open it up to my email. Last night, before I met Stacy, he sent it to me. I click play and set my laptop down so everyone can see it, then I get up.
“I’m going to the police station,” I say simply before turning and walking to the kitchen.