Chapter 24

Samara~

A s soon as I'd said the words, I'd wanted to take them back. After what I'd endured earlier, it was wrong of me to discuss such a thing so flippantly. Nevertheless, my hurt was in control right now, and I wanted to hurt Avgust just as much as hearing that he was married had hurt me. Though it didn't make sense because I had no right to feel anything when it came to Avgust, emotions weren't obligated to make sense. In fact, they rarely made any sense at all.

Avgust's hazel eyes looked like prisms of fire, and I knew him well enough to know that I had probably just pushed him over the edge with that last declaration. Still, I was in that destructive place where I'd rather go out fighting than admit that I could be overreacting.

My heart started pounding erratically in my chest as I watched Avgust walk over to where the keys to the cage were kept, and the cabinet door was ripped off its hinges as Avgust flung it open to retrieve the ring of keys.

I could feel my mouth go dry as Avgust violently unlocked the door to the cage, and I silently cursed my stubbornness for putting that damn cuff back on my leg. Honestly, I hadn't expected this kind of reaction from him, but that was my fault for hoping that he might still be the same Avgust that I'd been in love with fifteen years ago. He was a different Avgust Kotov, and I needed to quit forgetting that.

As soon as Avgust entered the cage, my back was pressed up against the bars as his fingers grabbed my chin, then squeezed painfully. His eyes were alive with fire as he said, "If you want to be a whore for my men, then I don't see why we can't start your training right now." My eyes widened, but I couldn't speak with the tight grip that he had on my jaw. "Not sure if you know this or not, but our whores are the best, Razh. They are trained to take more than one man at a time, and they are trained to do it with smiles on their faces. They also know how to swallow cock without those delicious choking sounds, and they also know how to take it up the ass without any preparation."

Letting go of my chin, Avgust whipped me around until my cheek was pressed up against the bars, and I let out a strangled cry when I felt his hands yank the over-sized sweats down my thighs. However, before I could make any move to save myself, Avgust gripped the back of my neck, keeping me anchored to the metal bars, and no matter how hard I tried to push myself off, it was no use.

"Don't do this, Avgust," I bit out, my arms burning with the strain of trying to free myself.

"Don't do what, vozlyublennaya?" he growled behind me. "Don't fuck you like a whore? I thought that's what you wanted? I thought that this was what you preferred?"

Before I could answer, Avgust's other hand was already sliding in between my legs, and I wanted to hate him for what he was doing, but because I was nothing but an idiotic woman that felt too much, I chose to be angry about what was really upsetting me instead.

"Do you treat your wife like this?" I sneered.

Without an ounce of shame, he slid two fingers in my pussy, his breath hot on my neck. "You had better believe that any wife of mine will take my cock however I choose to give it to her," he growled ruthlessly. "This is my favorite form of punishment when it comes to disobedient wives, and the more that I have to get my point across, the better."

The bastard wasn't even denying that he was married, and that hurt worse than it should, which made me the biggest hypocrite on earth. I'd been the one to walk away from him all those years ago, so I didn't have the right to feel anything about him being married. Yeah, I had the right to be pissed that he'd made me one of the many other women in his life, but I had no right to feel hurt or jealous because he'd chosen to move on with his life.

I let out a shameful cry of pleasure as Avgust's fingers finally found their way inside my pussy, and the wetness that he found there shouldn't have existed. In fact, after everything that'd just happened, I should be angry, frightened, and traumatized. I should be feeling anything other than this need that only Avgust could pull from me.

"Yeah, feels like being one of our whores is exactly what you want to be," he snarled in my ear. "Why else would your cunt be so fucking wet, baby? Why else would you be getting off after Rurik just attacked you?" I let out another cry as Avgust slid a third finger inside me. "In fact, I am beginning to wonder if I killed him for nothing."

"You bastard," I hissed. "You fucking bastard."

"Perhaps," he conceded. "However, at least I am honest about what I am, Samara. Can the same be said for you?"

To my utter horror, it wasn't seconds later that I was cumming on Avgust's fingers, and shame threatened to swallow me whole. My body shook with the aftermath of desire, and it was enough to make me hate myself. This entire ordeal was enough to make me sick inside, and I had no idea how I was ever going to be able to look myself in the mirror again.

When Avgust finally pulled his fingers from my body, he let go of my neck, finally allowing me to turn around. With his hazel eyes still blazing with rage, he put his fingers in his mouth to lick them clean, and because he was a real sonofabitch, when he was done, he said, "Delicious. Too bad that's the last time that your cunt's going to taste so pretty."

With tears of loathing in my eyes, I quickly pulled up his sweats, and for whatever reason, him making me cum without using me felt worse than if he'd taken me on the cement floor.

Nevertheless, before I could say anything, Avgust was pulling the keyring from the door, then tossing it at my feet. "Unlock yourself," he ordered.

Though my hands were shaking, I still managed to unlock the cuff, the heavy metal falling loudly onto the hard floor. Still, I didn't move because I wasn't sure what this was. I had no idea if he was just going to let me walk around freely, if he was going to move me to another cage, or if he was going to take me out to kill me somewhere. With Avgust, it was anyone's guess.

Then shock raced through my system as he said, "Viktor will be here soon. He will be driving you back to the city."

I felt blood rushing through my ears like a tidal wave of horror. "Wh…what?"

He put his hand up to stop my panic. "No harm is coming to your sister," he stated, making me let out a choked cry of relief. "However, it will be your responsibility to see to it that she never speaks of what happened the other night to anyone. Ever."

"You swear?"

The look that he shot me would have leveled a lesser person. Still, he said, "On my word as Pakhan, no harm will come to your sister as long as she keeps her mouth shut."

"What…what about…me?" I asked, still not sure why he was letting me go back home.

Though his shoulders sagged a bit, his chin went up with the arrogance of a man in his position. "We have enough whores, Samara," he said brutally. "We do not need another one. Especially, one that does not know her place. While your pussy is the best that I've ever had, it's still not worth the headache that comes with it." I felt his words like a slap in the face, and tears sprang to my eyes with self-loathing. I mean, how many times was I going to allow this man to hurt me? "You are free to go, and you will be safe as long as you do not speak to anyone about these past couple of days."

"So, I'm free to go?" I asked, needing more. "Just like that?"

"Yes," he answered. "Keep your mouth shut and continue to honor our agreement from fifteen years ago, and you'll be free to live your life however you choose."

He never wanted to see me again.

That was the agreement that I had abided by fifteen years ago, and Avgust was making it clear that he still preferred things that way. His words hurt all over again, making me wonder what it was about this man that made me an absolute idiot.

However, before I could say anything to that, he said, "By the way, Razh…" A sinister twinkle appeared in his eyes, and I knew that this was going to be the nail in the coffin. "I am not married, nor do I have any children. What you overheard was Maksim just being Maksim."

The tears finally started streaming down my face, but Avgust hadn't bothered to wait around to witness them. As soon as he'd dropped that little bomb on me, he had turned his back, walking out of the room as if I were no longer worth his time.

I slid down the bars as the doors opening and closing echoed throughout the building, and when I wrapped my arms around my knees, I felt confused enough to feel like I was drowning with it. Like a tornado that had no respect for anything that it destroyed, Avgust had come back into my life, ruining everything good about it, then just walked out like his work here was done.

I was in love with a psychopath, and so what did that make me?

When I finally heard sounds of life again, I looked up to see Viktor standing just outside the cage, and all I could do was apologize for manipulating him. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be," he replied kindly. "I've seen what he does to his enemies. I would have done everything that I could to save myself also."

If anything, his words just made me feel worse.