Ours to Ruin, page 24
“I’ll make sure she’s begging for death this time,” Ezra said, grabbing the fork and giving me the go-ahead.
This was my life as their loyal bitch. Speak when asked to, get naked when told to, eat when ordered to.
Just thinking about what they wanted made me lose my appetite. I was getting paranoid as I played with the food on my plate.
“She’s not interested in eating,” Roy said when Ezra glanced at my plate.
“I’ll take care of that later,” he answered while the maids swiftly cleaned up the table.
They tossed their jackets aside and then Roy took out a box, plopping it on the table.
The box was pretty, with fancy red ribbons wrapped around it, and I totally knew what was about to happen.
I could feel my breath becoming faster and shallower as I anxiously awaited their next move.
I was trembling and looking all around when Ezra’s eyes locked onto me, making me do what he wanted.
My fingers were twitching as I untied the ribbon and opened the box.
I was met with the sight of two dazzling diamond bands intricately fused together, bearing the names Ezra and Roy engraved inside.
As I tasted the saltiness of my tears, I became aware of my shuddering body, while their unwavering gazes remained fixed on me.
My bones rattled with fear.
“You see those happy tears, brother? We can bed our wife as of next week. She’s so happy to be our wife,” Roy mocked me, but I angrily shoved the box away.
“You both have fucked me, tormented me, harassed me without this ring. I don’t think I need to be your wife for this. I’d rather be your whore than be married to you two. You are despicable phantoms from hell in human skin, unworthy of my love. I’ll never love you both. You both repulse me.” Now they knew what it felt like to taste their own medicine.
Chapter Fifty-One
Veronica
I woke up to the sound of shuffling as Ezra carefully positioned me onto the coarse mattress, lifting me off him, while I groaned and turned my head in the opposite direction.
Ezra got off my bed, and I was suddenly flipped, and the duvet was snatched off my naked body.
Roy’s hungry eyes prowled over my naked body while Ezra threw on his pants. Roy was dressed up in one of his fancy suits, with a really scary look on his face.
“If you keep staring at her, you won’t last long. It’s about time you let go of that she’s not my woman anymore drama.” Ezra laughed out loud seeing Roy yank my hair and pull me in for a kiss. As his kiss grew more feral, his hands ran down my butt, igniting a burning passion between us. His tongue explored every corner of my mouth.
He was just about to throw me on the bed, but then he abruptly stopped. His fierce gaze bore into me, and sensing his intentions, I hastily scrambled and put on my clothes.
“Be at the dining table in ten,” Ezra ordered, and gently pecked me on the cheek while Roy stormed out of my room.
As soon as they left, I hurriedly dressed and rushed to the kitchen to make sure their plates were set.
After I had checked that, I walked out of the kitchen, but my movements stalled when I noticed Dorothy seated next to Roy and they were engrossed in a conversation.
She giggled when our eyes met, mocking my existence. Ezra was calmly watching Roy and Dorothy with his eagle-like eyes, probably calculating something.
I made my way to the seat next to Ezra as the maids brought in the plates and all the food. Ezra dug into his scrambled eggs with alfalfa sprouts and sipped his protein drink.
Roy looked pretty vexed. He was not even cutting his meat, just straight up stabbing it.
I noticed how Dorothy moved her chair closer to Roy’s, her hands tenderly caressing his cheeks. She was rubbing it in my face, and there was nothing I could do about it.
I thought once we got back from the island, I’d get a taste of hell firsthand. But Ezra didn’t seem to care that I said no to his ring, and Roy just started ignoring me.
It had been three days, and Roy didn’t want me in their mansion anymore, so I was moved back to the servant’s quarters. Ezra didn’t bother stopping Roy because they never questioned each other.
His exact words were, “Since you decided you were better off as my whore, then you will be treated like one.”
After that day, no words were exchanged between us, while Ezra had stayed quiet.
I just knew this was the silence before the storm, just one slip-up, and I would regret that day.
Before the proposal night, Roy and Ezra used to make my body submit to their commands together. But now it was only Ezra, since Roy no longer spent his nights with me.
I missed him so much that I regretted not wearing that ring, but Ezra was so indifferent.
Roy was over me because I refused his ring, and Ezra just used my body whenever he wanted. Ezra didn’t give a damn.
I had a feeling they were keeping something from me.
I lost my appetite seeing how close Dorothy was sitting to Roy. Roy wasn’t even stopping her from touching him, so I grabbed my plate and went to the kitchen, ignoring Ezra’s chuckle.
He couldn’t care less about my feelings and emotions. All that mattered to him was that I was there to warm his bed every night.
While I was clearing my plate, I felt a rough nudge on my shoulder. I turned around to see it was that bitch Dorothy.
I saw the handprint on her left hand and the finger marks on her throat.
“One of the many reasons why I love Roy is the way he fucks me passionately, chokes me into submission, and makes my body scream his name all night.” Dorothy said those words right in my face, moving closer to me.
“R-Roy d-doesn’t ch-choke.” My muffled voice cracked, and I was a few seconds away from breaking down right here.
“He probably never showed you his true self because, let’s face it, have you even looked at yourself in the mirror? I’ve known Ezra and Roy since we were kids. Roy always liked his things expensive. About time he left you. Just a few more days, and Ezra will ditch you too. Ezra loses interest in things his brother dislikes. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re treated well as their whore after I marry them.” Her words were a stinging slap to my face. I didn’t even realize tears were streaming down my face.
“Save those tears, babe, because in just a few days, it’s going to be blood that you’re going to cry.” She chuckled, walking off while I raced to my room.
“Come here,” Ezra’s voice boomed as he caught me trying to walk past and avoid everyone.
I didn’t want to, but I knew I had to.
Ezra was waiting next to my chair when I approached him. He pulled out the chair and brought his plate closer.
“Fucking eat,” he growled, and I quickly grabbed the fork, eyeing him.
“I don’t eat with whores,” Roy grumbled, getting up and adjusting his suit jacket.
“Jealousy is an intense emotion, Roy. I would shred her body apart if I saw her with any man that was not us. I’ve been nothing but patient, so don’t fucking test me.” Ezra glared at Dorothy, which was enough for her to bolt out of the dining hall.
Out of nowhere, Ezra pulled a dagger from his shoe.
“If you are mad at her, you show your umbrage this way, Roy.” Ezra brutally stabbed my ring finger with his dagger and smashed a plate on it. I was convinced my ring finger was grated.
“If you don’t like something she did, you fucking put her back in her place like this. If I had done this four days ago, she would be without our ring for fifteen days. She fucked up with me, and I did that to her, simple. Wait for two days until I get those damn reports and then fucking see. Do you think I am a nitwit who is just hate-fucking her?” Ezra barked, carrying me to his home office, leaving Roy behind.
I was sure I’d black out in a few minutes. My ring finger was bleeding and staining the exquisite marble floor.
In a flash, Serenity walked in—she was the new doctor for the estate—and hurried over to me.
Ezra was sitting at his desk taking calls while Serenity checked out my hand and cleaned up the cuts.
“It’s deep and I’ll have to sew it up,” she said, pulling out a syringe. I was crying my heart out, but her eyes didn’t even twitch watching my hand shudder in pain.
“You didn’t ask me to come here just to watch your woman sleep in your lap,” a very familiar voice hissed as I struggled to blink open my eyes. The pain in my ring finger wasn’t so bad anymore.
The moment Ezra’s scent hit my nostrils, I could sense his strong grip around my body, his other hand tenderly raking through my hair.
“Now that you’ve woken her, I won’t let your little demon sleep peacefully once he is here,” Ezra grumbled when I whimpered at the sight of the person in front of us.
“I don’t know the gender of my baby, but I’m damn sure it’s a girl,” Don Azrail said, grinning.
He could smile?
“Nope, I’ll have a girl first. Yours is a boy,” Ezra asserted.
A gasp escaped my lips listening to these two dangerously unhinged Mafia bosses discuss babies.
“You need a bath, baby. I’ll be there in an hour,” Ezra said, getting me on my feet.
“Pretty little lady, can you get a maid to bring me my coffee?” I was yet to figure out why exactly this crazy cousin hadn’t offed anyone yet. He was notorious for taking lives every two minutes.
“I’ll even send Bolanle’s parcel. She forgot to take it when she was here last time,” I muttered.
“I wonder what my pregnant woman tasted here. Her cravings are absolutely nuts. Veronica, is that a person I have to slice open to take home with me, or is it just an animal?”
“It’s just her favorite fish,” I whispered, trying to steady my pounding heart. He was batshit psychotic.
Just as I had finished speaking, the doors slid open and, huh? Why was he here??
“I hope I’m not late.” Don Vlad sighed, taking a seat next to Don Azrail while Ezra rolled his eyes at him.
Why were all the dangerous Mafia Dons here today?
“Keegan has got us on our toes lately,” Don Vlad said.
Suddenly, an unsettling silence fell upon the room, creating a hair-raising atmosphere.
Ezra, Azrail, and Vlad got up from their chairs to show respect to the person who had just entered.
After all, he was the bosses’ boss.
My heart skittered when this massive guy swaggered over to Ezra’s chair and claimed it like he was royalty and owned the place. He was so huge and intimidating.
“You think that tiny girl’s mouth won’t open to spill our shit, or should I just sew her mouth shut?” He grimaced.
“Arjun, she’s Veronica, my woman,” Ezra introduced.
“She is one little kitten and Roy will never know about this, right, Veronica??” Ezra added, and I mumbled a small yes.
This was the first time Ezra had told me to hide something from Roy. And I had a feeling it was about Don Nikolas.
“Wish mine was a fragile kitty like yours, not a wild and untamed tigress.” I could hear Don Arjun’s sigh of disappointment as I made my way out.
“Your Doctor Shreta and her tantrums, I tell you.” Azrail cackled.
So he was the real boyfriend? And Don Nikolas had kidnapped his woman.
Chapter Fifty-Two
Veronica
I figured it was best to get Roy away from Dorothy. Before he couldn’t keep his hands off me for a few hours, so I was completely stunned discovering his indifference toward me.
I was mistaken in my assumption that he was always a raging, psychotic beast. It turned out he was a composed beast who didn’t even bother to give me a second glance. Though I knew they would never cheat on me, no way, I was still pissed seeing Dorothy so close to him.
If they wanted, they could fuck any woman they desired in front of me, and I could do nothing about it, but these two were madly devoted to me.
I still had to figure out why I was even alive. The stars seemed to be in my favor these days.
I told Ezra I needed to grab some groceries and other essentials we didn’t have in our miniature kitchen.
Besides the huge kitchen of the estate, the brothers had their private kitchen connected to their room, where I’d occasionally cook for them.
Since he was with those scary dudes, he told Sergio to go with me and sent me away.
I did eavesdrop though.
Tonight I was going to give Dr. Shreta a call and fill her in on the discussion, especially about Don Arjun.
They spent half their time planning attacks on Don Nikolas and Don Lorcan’s mansions.
I grabbed the fish broth packets, checked the dates, and strolled to the checkout.
Roy loved Irish Seafood Chowder. I made a list of the ingredients according to the recipe because I was forgetting half of things lately. The plan was simple. Feed him his favorite food in his favorite dress and then offer myself to him. If I took off my dress in front of him, he wouldn’t be able to resist.
Sergio was sweating profusely when he rushed over to me, grabbed my hands, and started pulling me out of the store. He snatched my bag and chucked it to the floor then started dragging me away.
“What’s wrong??” I asked him, noticing a rare flicker of apprehension in Sergio’s usually stoic eyes.
“Malaysians are going to attack to get you.” We were on our way out of the store when I picked up on a strange deafening noise that froze my movements.
Then I was knocked to the floor, and the world around me turned silent as my ears rang. For a split second, my vision was completely obscured. I saw people running behind me, trying to get out, while lots of people were on the floor, like me, many of them dead.
“There’s another bomb right by the payment counter. Move the lady out of there.” Was this an explosion?
In an instant, everything went black.
I jostled awake when freezing liquid was poured on me, and before I could even see where I was, someone grabbed me by my hair and threw me across the room.
I glanced at the man; he was terrifying. He appeared so ghastly, with two nasty scars, like dagger imprints, etched on each cheek.
As I sniffed the liquid that was thrown on me, I realized it was alcohol, not water.
Who was this man? And where was Sergio?
He came prancing at me, and I didn’t think before trying to back off, only to feel the sharp sting of broken glass slicing into my legs.
I sobbed when the guy coming at me burst out laughing.
“There’s no way this innocent girl is Roy’s whore. Are you Veronica?” He was all up in my face, asking me questions with his noxious breath.
I tried to gesture but I was so terrified of the man that I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
“Are you mute or something?” I nodded frantically.
I still couldn’t talk to strangers, even though I was going to therapy. I just couldn’t talk to people I didn’t feel comfortable with.
“My name is Snake, and if you lie, I’ll bite!” He was about to grab my throat when I knocked my right leg across his face to push him away.
“So you’re indeed Roy’s whore.” He chuckled, holding onto my hurt leg, ready to snap it open when I screamed.
“I-I would-wouldn’t do that if-if I were you!” I stuttered. “R-Roy will k-kill y-you if he finds out about this,” I added, and his brows creased.
“Let me go, and I won’t tell Roy,” I mustered up the courage to warn him, but my bravery soon disappeared when this scary guy pressed the cold barrel of a gun against my forehead.
“I’ll take you to Malaysia, and my boss will take revenge for his sister. You’ve got two options: either walk with me or me and my men will take turns raping you.” He chuckled.
“I’ll walk,” I told him as he brushed my cheeks.
“Good girl. I’ll let my boss have you first.” He snickered, pulling me up and dragging me along.
Looking around, it was just me and a few of his men in a secluded basement, and I wasn’t dumb enough to fight him. He straight up threatened to rape me.
I was limping as he hauled me along, when the basement door burst open. Since it was dark, I couldn’t see the person coming toward us until he was right there.
My eyes were about to pop out when I saw Don Arjun.
Snake let go of me and made a hasty retreat.
“Don, you shouldn’t be here.” He panicked, looking for his gun.
While he did, Don Arjun scooped me up, one hand under my legs and the other supporting my back.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his impeccable face, completely star stuck, until he glanced down at me.
My cheeks grew hot as he chuckled, and at that exact moment, the lights flickered on.
I had no clue when Don Arjun’s arms got swapped with Ezra’s.
“Sweet little girl,” Don said as Ezra looked me over for injuries, but he didn’t find any except for my badly bruised leg.
Satisfied that I was alright, Ezra and Don Arjun turned their attention to Snake and saw him holding his gun to his temple.
“Dons, I thought she was only Roy’s whore! I had no idea you both were into her. Please, I won’t ever show my face to you two again.” He broke down, his hand trembling, his finger dangerously close to pressing the trigger.
“I’ll send my men to Malaysia,” Don said, turning to me.
“Tiger adores you like her little sister, and that’s why I do too.” He patted my cheeks and walked off.
Wait, did this mean that he and his tiger—I mean Dr. Shreta—spoke? Damn, I wonder what kind of wrath Don Nikolas had in store.
“What did he say to you??” Ezra asked as he glowered at Snake.
“He threatened to rape me then take me to Malaysia and parade my naked body around, filming it all for you and Roy,” I blurted out, trying to balance my words between truth and lies.
Ezra’s eyes were locked on me, the magnetic pull of them making it impossible for me to look away.
I looked at Snake when I heard his loud wails.
