~Rylee~They took my weapons, my phone, and every accessory I had on, even my jacket.‘Consider this my act of kindness, Rylee,’ Kara murmured. She did the frisking on me while Juaquin, Leandro, and his men watched her strip me of every means I had of escaping. ‘Since you’re my sister, I will let you keep your engagement and wedding rings,’ she said. Her boyfriend, Juaquin, made sure there was no tracker on them.‘Thanks,’ I spat. ‘That’s very kind of you, Karadine. Let’s consider all the sacrifices I made for you paid by this deed, shall we?’She grimaced at my sarcasm.They didn’t keep me in Montredon. When Kara finished her job, they dragged me to the beach, where a yacht sailed as soon as we were on board. They kept me in the engine room the entire cruise to our destination and blindfolded me as we docked. I followed willingly. There was no use in fighting, since our destination was unknown to me.In the darkness, I had no sense of time, no sense of direction. I could only focus o

~Rylee~Confused, Berenice’s frown deepens. Her teeth chomped down on her lower lip. “What do you mean? Tony said I’d be safe here from Markus and Klaus.”‘Dominguez went that low?’ I thought, keenly studying her.She was young, so young I felt protective of her. I want to make Dominguez kneel before her and beg for her forgiveness. He ruined her for good. It will take a lot of work to bring back the light in her eyes. It was clouded with fear, uncertainty, and confusion. Too far from the pictures Markus showed me on my wedding day.“I am on Markus and Klaus’ side. Telling you it’s Dominguez that you should fear will be ironic, so I won’t be convincing you to believe me, Berenice,” I muttered, voice soft and friendly. “But you came here for a reason. You have questions. Ask me.”A ghost of shock traverses across her face. Swallowing hard, she cleared her throat. “Uhm… I want to know what it is that you do for them? I recently learned that you got married to Klaus. Before that-““I am

~Rylee~I felt his anger, frustration, and relief as he kissed me. His grip on my jaw was tight enough to keep me in place, his free hand curling around my waist, holding me flushed against him.His fingers smelled of the familiar rustic scent of blood; a fresh sticky mess weaved into my hair as he gripped the back of my head. My hands came up to his chest, fingers trembling at feeling his heart drumming against my palms.I never realized how much I missed him, how terrified I was of not seeing him again. All these realizations were dawning on me like a raging flood from high up the mountain, washing away the fearless facade I had put on since meeting Carradine in the cafe.A whimper tumbled past my lips as Klaus pulled away, giving me air. I stood on the tips of my toes, curving my arms around his neck, pulling his lips back down to me.Klaus sighed, kissing me tenderly. His rough approach melted as my tears rolled down my cheeks.“I’m here,” he said, pressing our foreheads together.

~Rylee~The rigid veins of his cock massaged my vaginal walls as he pulled out, painstakingly slow, and drove back in.Klaus smashed his lips against mine, devouring my cries of pleasure and pain as he punctured me with his stiff rod. I coiled my arms around his body; my nails drew blood on his skin with every punishing thrust of his hips.“Still going to defy me, wife?” He mocks, biting my lower lip, towing it.“I… ah! I didn’t defy you, Klaus. I was protecting you,” I finished in between sobs and moans.“Keep thinking like that, mia rosa,” he murmurs in my ears, gripping my wrist and lifting them above my head. Soon I felt another leather cuff binding my hands together.“Klaus-““Shh.” He nibbled my earlobe. “Did I ask you a question?”“N…no.” My insides were still quivering from my previous orgasm. My legs are trembling, and my walls are still too sensitive. I bit down hard on my lip, not wanting to prolong my punishment. His hips took an unforgiving speed, each thrust wilder than

~Klaus~Whatever dad’s response was, I didn’t hear it. I shoved my phone in my pocket, leaving the line open.Kino, my treacherous cousin, walked to where I was. Five armed men followed behind him. My eyes drifted to the captain’s deck; Gomez was nowhere in sight. I’m afraid he left this earth earlier than his time. He was a good man; he had been with the mafia since I was a kid. Leandro and Juaquin stood on each side of my wife. Dressed in the shirt I made her wear, hair still disheveled from our coupling, she stared back at me. The determination in her gaze could liquefy steel.“You know the drill, cugino,” Kino murmured with a straight face, planting his foot firmly in front of me. “Do as I say, or they’d hurt your precious wife.” (cousin)My hands itched to wring his neck. Oh, how easy that would be. He was so close that the stench of his betrayal upsets my equilibrium.Hands tightly clenched on my side, I stepped forward. His men, all five of them, pointed their guns at my head,