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Elio steps in, his expression stern. “Stop being an ass. We’ll have dinner together first before anything happens.”
Renzo scoffs, but he doesn’t argue. Still, the way he looks at me like I’m a piece of meat he can’t wait to sink his teeth into makes my stomach churn with a sickening combination of dread and anticipation.
Dinner is a tense affair. I can barely eat, my stomach is in knots. Renzo keeps shooting me these looks, his eyes dark and hungry while he plays with the mask on the table. Every time I catch his gaze, I feel a jolt of electricity shoots through me.
Elio tries to keep the conversation light, but it’s a losing battle. The air is tense, with the unspoken knowledge of what’s to come. I don’t know how I will survive this night, but I know I don’t have a choice.
As the meal ends, Renzo stands up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. He stalks over to me, his movements predatory. I shrink back in my seat, my heart pounding in my chest.
“Time to play, bookworm,” he purrs.
I look to Elio, silently begging for help, but he just gives me a tight smile. “Remember what I said, princess. Be strong.”
Then Renzo grabs my arm, hauling me to my feet. I stumble after him, my legs shaking, while he leads me down the hall to his room. Elio follows us close behind. I don’t know what horrors await me, but I know there’s no escape.
31
ELIO
Ihesitate outside Renzo’s door, my heart pounding. I know what lies beyond - a twisted playground of blades and restraints, a testament to my brother’s sadistic desires.
Taking a deep breath, I turn the handle and step inside. The room is dimly lit, the air heavy with anticipation. Camila stands in the center, already naked except for her lacy panties, her eyes wide with a potent mix of fear and curiosity.
Renzo circles her like a predator, his gaze intense and hungry. “Welcome to my domain, bookworm,” he purrs, trailing a finger along her jawline.
Camila shivers at his touch, equal parts terrified and electrified.
I watch as he guides her to the bed, his strong hands pushing her down onto the mattress. He secures her wrists and ankles with expert precision, the ropes biting into her soft, tanned skin.
Camila whimpers, but there’s an undeniable flush of arousal on her cheeks.
“You want this, don’t you?” My brother taunts, selecting a small gleaming knife from his collection. “A part of you craves the pain, the surrender.”
He drags the blade lightly across her collarbone, leaving a thin red line in its wake. Camila gasps, her body arching off the bed. I can see the conflict in her dark eyes. The desire to submit warring with the instinct to fight.
Renzo leans in close, his breath hot against her ear. “Be a good girl for me,” he whispers. “Let me show you pleasure like nothing you’ve ever imagined.”
She bites her bottom lip, looking into his eyes. For a moment, I wonder if she’s going to fight. But then, the last of her resistance crumbles as she nods.
Renzo grins, triumphant, and brings the knife to her throat.
I step forward, my own desire mingling with a fierce protectiveness. “Easy, Ren,” I caution, my voice steady despite the tension thrumming through my body. Seeing him hold a knife to her throat flares my need to protect her.
“Don’t worry, brother,” he assures me, his gaze never leaving Camila’s face. “I know exactly how to play with our little bookworm.”
I stand behind him, watching as he toys with Camila. I should feel disgusted, outraged even. But instead, a twisted heat coils through my body. My cock is so fucking hard it’s ridiculous.
Renzo trails the blade down her body, leaving thin red lines across her breasts and stomach. Marking her perfect skin, Camila whimpers with a sound of undeniable pleasure. I watch as her cunt is so wet there’s a visible patch in the gusset of her panties. Ren was right. She’s built for this. Her reactions spur him on, his expert knife skills eliciting gasps and moans.
“That’s it, princess,” he croons. “I want to hear every sweet sound you make.”
He brings the knife to the hem of her panties, slicing through the delicate fabric. Camila is laid bare before us, trembling with anticipation. Renzo’s eyes gleam as he takes in the sight of her glistening cunt.
My breath catches at the raw vulnerability on display. I palm myself through my pants, shocked by my body’s reactions. This wasn’t part of the plan. I was supposed to protect Camila and gain her trust. Instead, I’m as captivated by my brother’s twisted games as she is.
Renzo’s fingers dance across her skin, his touch gentle and cruel. Camila arches into him, craving more even as the blade nicks her thigh. A thin trickle of blood wells up, and Renzo’s tongue darts out to lap it up. The sight makes my cock throb.
“You taste exquisite,” he murmurs against her skin.
