THE ESCAPE

The vibrator came to life inside of me once again. Apollo gripped his cock, as it was now bulging against his pants.

A moan escaped my lips as he amped up the speed on the vibrator.

The door suddenly burst open. My eyes widened as Ares and Atlas barged into the room. Their hungry gaze paused on my pussy, being violently assaulted by the vibrator.

Ares walked up to me, tilting my chin with one of his large hands. His gaze held a dark mixture of jealousy and greed.

"Look at you, dripping for a machine. You look beautiful when you're being broken, Livia. Almost makes me want to keep you like this.

Atlas stepped into the space behind me, his body casting a shadow over my trembling form.

"You're making so much noise for him. I wonder if you'll scream that loud when I take his place and show you what a real man feels like compared to a vibrator." He uttered, his voice sounding low and gravelly.

"Apollo," I whimpered and he smirked before turning the vibrator higher.

"Come for me again, Princess. As a reward, I might use my fingers once you're done." Apollo uttered, his voice a vibration in the quiet room.

Atlas stepped into Apollo's space. "You always were a cold bastard, Apollo. You take her from our bed and put her on a rug just to watch her like a science experiment."

"Since I bought her, with my money, I can do to her as I please." Apollo snapped at his brother before walking over to me, placing a firm hand on the side of my head.

"She's ours," Atlas argued, roughly removing Apollo's hand from my head.

"If you wanted her, you should have taken her like a man," Ares spat at Apollo. Their bickering drowned out the sound of the vibrator as it still hummed inside of me.

"Stop being a control freak and turn it off." Atlas coldly demanded.

Apollo turned his icy gaze on his brothers. "I'm doing what neither of you had the spine to do. You two were falling for her, I saw the way you held her. Like she's something to be protected."

"She is under our protection," Apollo uttered in a warning tone.

"She is a Graves asset. And I am the one ensuring that she knows where she fits into our hierarchy." Apollo shot back.

"We spent all night claiming her, and you treat her like she's nothing?" Atlas asked before turning to face me again.

He pulled the vibrator out of me and a soft whimper left my mouth. "This is where she fits in," he said as he lifted me off the ground to hold me in his strong arms.

"While you two were getting soft in the guest wing, I was out drawing blood to keep her brother from burning our house down. If I want to spend my morning watching her unravel at my feet, I've earned that right." Apollo coldly argued.

A loud shot coming from outside broke through their argument. A cold shiver ran down my spine.

The brothers exchanged a look, Atlas instantly carried me down the hallway.

"Secure the perimeter," I heard Apollo tell Ares as Atlas carried me down the hallway.

Then it hit me. Graves' estate was under attack. Could it be my brother who came to get me? It had to be him, he promised that he would come back for me.

Outside, gunfire opened, and the sound of windows shattering replaced the silence inside the mansion.

Atlas opened a door at the end of the hallway, inside was a giant vault. He punched in the code and the door opened with a heavy click.

He pulled the door open and my eyes widened at the money and gold, stacked inside the giant vault.

"I'll come back for you, Love." He uttered before leading me into the vault. I helplessly watched as he closed the heavy door behind him.

As the door clicked shut, the sound of the gunfire faded.

A tired smirk rested on my face. I leaned against a high pile of money. I memorized the code.

I could escape. I could finally get out of this cage that they created for me. I could get out of here without the help of my traitorous brother.

Though my legs were still shaking, I carefully stepped forward. I punched in the code and the door opened with a soft click.

A breath of relief escaped me. I stepped out of the vault, my feet meeting the cold marble floor.

I grabbed a vase from off a small table, I emptied the flowers and water onto the floor, before making my way over to the door.

They must've placed a guard outside the door.

I placed my hand on the door handle before pressing down on it. I carefully pulled the door open while hiding behind it.

A man dressed in a black suit stepped into the room, unaware of my presence behind the door.

Just as I suspected, they placed a guard in front of the door.

I bit into my bottom lip before sneaking up on him from behind. I swung the vase, and it slammed into the back of his head with everything in me.

Blood dripped from the man's skull; he slowly dropped to the ground with a soft thud. The weapon dropped from my now trembling hands. Without waiting I ran out of the room.

I made my way into the next room. It was empty. But Ares's scent lingered everywhere. I made my way into his closet, grabbing a shirt and a pair of shorts from it.

I quickly pulled the clothes on. I carefully stepped out of the closet, and I saw an open case filled with guns sitting at the foot of Ares's bed.

I grabbed a gun and a magazine clip before running through the door. I knew how to use a gun, my brother taught me how to defend myself from an early age.

I quietly moved down the hallway. I made my way down the hallway. I reached the bottom of the staircase and Apollo's voice suddenly echoed through the house. I opened the hall closet before stepping inside.

"I'll get Livia, tell John to prepare the safehouse." He told someone, likely one of his brothers. I stayed inside the closet until his footsteps couldn't be heard anymore.

I had to leave before they noticed I was gone. With that, I pushed the closet open.

I froze in my spot when my eyes landed on Atlas who was heading in my direction.