The Very Rude Boys Next Door by Chloe Kent

Chapter Nine

 

Anastasia stirred in her sleep and became instantly aware of her deliciously achy body. But the coldness in the room, despite the warmth of the morning, had her springing upright from their bed as she cast her glance around, looking for them.

It had been over three days since she’d been ensconced in their bed, three days since she had stepped over the threshold into their house and made them the offer that she would pay one of them to get her pregnant.

But then they had turned the tables on her in such a shockingly devious manner, she was still reeling from it even though her body seemed to crave more and more of them, like an addictive drug.

She vehemently shook her head and scolded herself for being immature. Just because they took her virginity in such an earth-shattering way then continued her ravish her night after night, didn’t mean she had to lose her head.

It was a job. She was paying them. There weren’t going to be any attachments of any kind, she warned herself.

It was supposed to be quick and clinical, and yes, maybe it had ended up being none of those things, but that was how she had believed it was going to happen if she was going survive it.

No, surviving it sounded as if some part of her had been on the line the moment they touched her. No, she reiterated, she wasn’t going to behave like some starstruck girl who instantly fell in love with the first man to take her. Or in her case, the first three men who touched her.

She had every intention of getting dressed and leaving. She couldn’t just stay here all day and all night. She needed to put some distance between them so it could start looking like the clinical task she had intended it to be.

Determined that she had made a grown-up decision, she showered and donned the same clothes she had worn three days ago but as she looked out of the window, to the house opposite them, her heart felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

Callum, wiping his hands on a cloth, his t-shirt covered with car grease was talking to someone she had met already called Old Jim and the elderly man seemed so in awe of Callum she couldn’t help but smile.

Ben was on his haunches fixing a wheelchair on the porch of the same house and it wasn’t long before Kane was carrying out Old Jim’s wife, Aretha who had her arms clasped tightly around him as she looked adoringly at him. He placed her in the wheelchair with such gentle care, she sighed.

When Ben prompted, she tested-out the wheelchair, her shriek of joy as she was able to make full circles had Anastasia spilling a tear. Aretha grabbed Ben by his cheeks and kissed him on the forehead just Kane brought her a tray of éclairs.

She had since discovered that Kane was on a mission to make the perfect éclair and as far as she believed he had already perfected it. She would know, she had done nothing but eat his éclairs. He naturally still bit her ass for it.

But that whole picture before her became doused in darkness and violence and bloodshed.

What had she done?

Yes, she had told them the possible risks upfront they would be taking if they agreed to help her. They even said they had heard of Boris Yveltin. While the police couldn’t pin anything on him, he was a vile man who had zero respect for life and was known to drag out his torture on his victims.

They had heard about him and still agreed.

Oh God.

It wasn’t them. It was her. She had made a mistake asking them. They were too good and suddenly she was certain Boris would find her and them…

She would rather face insurmountable hell than have anything happen to them.

She had to leave. She didn’t know if she was pregnant, and it would take some time before she did know but she had to leave. To protect them.

Using the kitchen door which led her to the back of her house, she ran straight into Janine who had come looking for her.

“Janine. I was wondering… would you be able to drive me to the city? Please?”

“Of course, dear. Are we going shopping? I’ll just get my purse.”

“I’ll come with you. I have an appointment that I forgot about, and I don’t want to be late,” she added a smile to mask some of her agitation. She didn’t need anything else, just her phone.

“Not a problem.”

She hated that she hurried Janine along, but her paranoia which seemed to be a constant friend told her that danger was heading their way and they were going to pay for it.

Finally, she sat next to Janine in the passenger seat, but her pounding heart missed a beat when, suddenly there was a knock on Janine’s car from behind and they hadn’t even had a chance to leave her driveway.

“Oh, it’s the boys,” Janine said happily, rolling her window down. “Well, hello there. What can I do for you three handsome boys? I was just taking Anna into the city, she has an urgent appointment,” Janine added when Callum stood at her window and Ben and Kane at hers.

“No, she doesn’t, Janine.” Ben said with a calm he seemed to be struggling to hold onto.

“It is true,” she insisted frenetically. She was doing this for them. “I’m leaving. Our business had been conducted and now it’s over and I’m leaving.”

“It’s over when we say it’s over,” Kane delivered before he opened the door, easily even though she tried to hold it closed on her side.

“Get out of the car, Anna.” Callum instructed. She could refuse. She could make a scene, but she knew they would just topple her over one of their shoulders and carry her back. She had learned the hard way when they asked her to do something and if she didn’t do it the way they wanted they would spank her and put things into her asshole. The same men who had taken her virginity and shown her paradise whether, they were fucking her or making love to her.

Poor Janine remained silent, her head tossing from her to them.

She had no way out.

“I’m sorry,” she said to Janine then climbed out of the car and intended to march away furiously mad. Instead, Callum caught her arm as she passed him.

“When we get home, we expect to find you on your knees in the bedroom. Naked and waiting.”

Every sensation they had shown her surfaced. Her traitorous pussy spasmed and her body melted even while she forced herself to fight them. But she was fighting a losing battle.