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“Fuck. She’s wet,” Zac said, he sounded angry frustrated, and defeated at the same time. He handed her panties to Reid, and Reid handed them to Gage.

“Ah, fuck,” Reid said, rubbing his hand across his jaw.

Tension filled the air around them. She couldn’t breathe. She felt out of her depth, and she wanted to go home. They were too big for her, too overpowering and all-consuming, and her body, which had been on high heat since she met them, upgraded to an inferno.

She didn’t know what was happening to her. She couldn’t understand the need riveting through her for them to touch her. Suddenly, her virginity became a burden, and she wanted to give it to them. Only them. And not because they paid her for it.

Errant tears gathered in her eyes, but she sucked them up. If nothing else, she was resilient. Her mom had been like that. She had raised Allison all by herself after Allison’s father died before she turned two years old.

She wished she hadn’t gone to the ball. She wished Horse hadn’t found that one stray red piece of lace and turned her life upside down. And she was heartbroken. How could she be heartbroken? But she couldn’t deny the feeling anymore.

They had bought her virginity to protect her and nothing else. Fuck. How was she ever going to pay them back? They didn’t even like her and now they were twenty million dollars poorer because of her.

Oh gosh, for the first time that evening, the amount of money they had spent on her sank in.

She just wanted to go home, but then the limo stopped, and they got out and waited for her to alight. She frowned. This wasn’t her house. No, it was an architectural dream house—the likes she had never seen before—but it was not her little cottage.

“I’d like to go home, please.”

“This is your home from now onward,” Gage said softly.

“No. It is not.”

She tried to scoot to the other end of the car when Reid reached inside, but he was too fast, and he quickly grabbed her and tossed her over his shoulder, oblivious to her shouts to be put down and her sudden taste to bang her fists on his hard body.

The instant he set her down in the foyer, she was immediately bombarded by an overexcited dog.

Horse?

What was he doing here?

She hugged him as if she hadn’t seen him for years, and he showered her with so much love that she wanted to cry.

And then it hit. From the foyer alone, with its glass and chrome finishes and near-priceless art and ornaments, she could tell the rest of the house would be equally luxurious and inordinately expensively decorated. Horse could break everything in sight.

“He can’t be here,” she cried, panicking and holding onto him.

“We had anything removed that might trigger him, and the rest doesn’t mean anything,” Reid said.

“But I don’t understand. Why did you bring him here?”

“This is where he lives now, Allison. This is where you live now.”

“I can’t stay here.”

“You can until we figure something else out.”

“Roselie, our housekeeper will show you to your room.” As if on cue, a woman with the friendliest face imaginable appeared and quite expertly guided her onto the elevator. Horse decided to take the stairs and was there to greet them as soon as the doors pinged open.

The room she was shown took her breath away. Her clothes had already been unpacked, and she didn’t know how to feel about it. But, of course, they had paid an insane amount of money for her; they were not letting her out of their sight.

Trying to clear her mind, she took a shower, grateful when Roselie brought both her and Horse some snacks and curled into the ginormous bed.

She may have slept for an hour before her heavy heart woke her up. What was she doing here? She couldn’t take it anymore. They either had to get their money’s worth or let her pay them back, but either way, she wasn’t accustomed to feeling this level of sadness. And she couldn’t understand why she was so sad in the first place.

Although deep down, she knew why.

Chapter Ten

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