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Dread crept up my spine when they both stopped in front of my cage. Tears threatened to erupt when it finally dawned on me why I was here. I’d been afraid that Avgust would kill me or make me work for the bratva as a whore, but what he had planned was much worse. Everyone knew that violence and lust often went hand-in-hand, and it looked like I was going to be the reward for a job well done by the bratva’s worst. Whatever leftover aggression that still existed after their kills was going to be taken out on me, and now it made sense why Avgust had been so certain that I’d end up trying to kill myself at some point.
“How wonderful that Christmas has come early,” the second guy remarked as his eyes raked me up and down.
My back slid up the wall until I was standing up, desperation clawing at my neck because I knew that there was no way that I’d be able to win against one of these men, let alone both of them. They both towered over me, and probably outweighed me by a hundred pounds.
“Pakhan said that she wasn’t an enemy, so that could only mean that she’s here for us,” the second guy went on.
“We do not know that for sure,” the first guy said.
“Of course, we do,” the second guy insisted. “Otherwise, why would she be here? If she mattered, then Pakhan would have housed her somewhere else.” His green eyes sparkled with malice. “I think that she’s here to keep us entertained while we take care of business.”
“I’m not,” I lied, my voice shaking a bit. “I’m just here as a prisoner.”
“I think you are lying,” the first guy said. “We have other places for simple prisoners.”
The second guy chuckled darkly. “Granted, we never have prisoners for long, so perhaps you are a gift from the Pakhan.”
“I’m not,” I insisted, panic threatening to take over.
“Pakhan said that you didn’t require any special attention, but he did not say that we could not pay any attention to you,” the second guy went on. “Plus, you are to be fed. Why else would Pakhan want to keep you alive if not for us?”
My heart started thrumming inside my chest as I watched the first guy walk over, then open one of the four cabinets in the room. Fear gripped my insides as he pulled out a ring of keys, then started dangling them tauntingly in his fingers. I could feel bile threatening to come up, the reality of my situation hitting me hard.
Trying again, I said, “Avgust said that none of his guards would harm me.”
The second guy laughed. “And I am sure that he meant it. However, we are not bykis, dorogaya. We are kryshas.”
I knew enough Russian to know that he had called me sweetheart, and I hated the way it had sounded coming from his lips. However, what I didn’t know was what a byki or a krysha was, so I had no idea what he was talking about, or why it even mattered.
To his credit, the first guy said, “Maybe we should make sure that she’s here for us before we do anything.”
“If pussy doesn’t interest you, then just hold the bitch down for me,” the second guy laughed darkly, making my palms begin to sweat.
As soon as the first guy unlocked the cage door, I wrapped my hands around the bars, bracing myself, needing the leverage to kick at him. No matter what happened, I knew that I couldn’t let them get me on the floor. If they did, then I’d be done for.
“Now, all that you have to do is play nice, and we won’t hurt you,” the second guy lied.
“Never,” I vowed.
Standing my ground, I had expected him to reach for my body or clothing, but he didn’t. Instead, he swung his right fist at my face, hitting me with enough force to send me flying across the cage, the cuff on my leg pulling me back, preventing me from cracking my skull on the metal bars.
I turned to my side, spitting out blood, and that’s when I felt his hands on my legs, pulling me towards him. Even though I knew that no one was around to help me, I started yelling for help anyway. I let out a blood curling scream, praying to God that someone might come to stop this, but as I felt hands on the waistband of my jeans, I knew that it was too late to rely on someone else to save me.
I started kicking and fighting with everything that I had, no matter how pointless. Though this was a losing battle, I’d rather die than just give in. “Get off me!”
“I love it when they fight,” he grunted above me.
“Rurik, I think-”
“Get out if you don’t want a piece of her,” the guy named Rurik snarled. “If not, then hold her down, Vlad.”
“I am not going to hold her down,” Vlad spat. “If you want to rape her, you will do it with no help from me.”
“Please!” I screamed. “Please help me!”
Rurik punched me in the stomach for my troubles, and as I struggled to breathe, he tore my shirt at the neckline, exposing me to the room. “Look at her tits,” he cackled cruelly. “Pakhan chose well.”
“Stop it!” I yelled as I continued to fight. “Stop it! Get off me!”
