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Saint freed my lips, and I pleaded, “No, no, please, I—”
“So pretty when you beg,” Saint interrupted before he took my finger in his mouth and bit down on the tender flesh.
A cry of pain tore up my throat as his teeth embedded on the other side of Sin’s bite mark, but lips devoured my sore ache. A sizzle of heat rose through me, and the coil twisted tightly in my belly. Pleasuremixed with pain as Sin kissed me and Saint sealed the deal. My phantoms marked me forever.
“There will be no more denying, no more arguments.” Sin breathed against my mouth and his lips brushed mine. “We are yours for the rest of your life.”
My heart pounded in my ears, pain radiated from the open sores. Saint released my finger with a pop and blood tinted his lips. I watched him lick the red color away, and a possessive smile took over his face.
“Ours.”
“Fuckers! You bit me!” I glared as I pushed them away and licked at my wounds.
They only laughed. The familiar evil sound coated my soul and embedded my heart. I tasted blood as I scrambled for Sebastian’s ring and reached for it on the floor. Only for Sin to press his shoe down onto my hand until it hurt.
“Stop it, Sin!” I shouted, tears blurring my eyes.
My voice echoed down the hallway and was sure to catch onlookers’ attention. It was only a matter of minutes before someone came to stare, but I didn’t care. I was hurt. They had harmed me, and I had disappointed them, too.
“Look at me,” Sin snarled.
I looked up at him and cried, “Leave me alone!”
Sin kneeled down and Saint glanced over his shoulder. The heartbreaking image would never leave mymind. My phantoms peered at me with desperation in their eyes, but they were certain I’d be theirs for an entire lifetime. This moment would etch into my memory long after I became Mr. Chamberlain’s wife.
“We won’t ever let you go, Liv,” Saint assured me.
“No man will put a ring on what is eternally ours. We’ve scarred you for life. Not even death will part us because we’ll haunt our wife into the afterlife.”
Sin lifted his shoe, and I pulled my hand away. Slowly, I stood while I vibrated all over, but I couldn’t turn away. I had to make them stop. I must break them.
“I’m marrying Sebastian,” I said and stood tall. “Not either of you. Sebastian. He’s my future.”
“No, you aren’t,” Saint snarled with a twitch in his upper lip.
“You aren’t, Liv,” Sin growled with possession. “The only princess cut diamond ring on your finger will be ours. Not his.Ours.”
I had got to them—cut them open and bruised them deep. Their wounds would never heal without me, and I hurt everywhere when I left them behind. My heart tore apart as I turned my back on them and walked away.
I headed back to the table where my parents sat while the men I loved went back to being my shadows. Where they watched and waited for me to make mynext move. Their eyes were on me when I let Sebastian’s engagement ring fall into my purse, but I kept my hand in my dress pocket. My freshly scarred marks of ownership would remain our secret from the rest of the world.
Fifty-Four
Their Obsession
Liv
Iwas livid. Over the top out of my mind and ready to throw a punch at my target: Sebastian’s smug-ass face.
“What the fuck are these?” I asked and waved papers in front of him.
I had found a legal document Sebastian had drawn up, and he had already signed on the dotted line. A prenuptial agreement to protect his beloved estate from me and keep all his assets to himself. The greedy fucker didn’t want me to see a penny of his money in case of an impending divorce—a split I had contemplated in my head several times, and I still wasn’t sure I’d have the balls to go through with it. But he made the answer simple. I wouldn’t have to marry his sorry ass.
“A marriage contract to keep your gold digger hands off my money,” Sebastian answered.
I found the prenup after I made my morning brew. Sebastian had been clever and left the paperwork out where I’d see it on the morning before our wedding. When I realized the stunt he had pulled, it shook me up and added to my already rattled nerves. I drank my coffee in two minutes and didn’t even feel the burn on the way down because I was boiling with red, furious rage.
My nostrils flared as I stared into the eyes of the man who had kept me chained to him and beat me down whenever he pleased. This arranged engagement had all been for nothing, and I wouldn’t stick around one minute longer. I was taking my control back and to hell with Sebastian Chamberlain!
