Wicked Revenge

by Heather Beal

“Every single inch of your body, mind, and soul, they’re all mine. You are all of ours. Do you understand that?”

“Good boy,” Alek whispers,

“Welcome to The Playroom.” My voice is excited.

“You are mine, Angel,” I growl possessively. “Your body. Your soul. Your heart. Your past, present, and future. All fucking mine. I’ll share you with my brothers, but no one else will ever touch you again. And I will kill every motherfucker who has ever laid a hand on what’s mine. We will level this entire fucking town to the ground if that’s what it takes to keep you safe. And then we will fuck in their blood as it runs the streets red with your revenge. I promise you this with every fiber of my being.”