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Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 30 : Long Ride Home
Eden's POVThe brothers don't sleep, and I don't blame them. They pack up our bags in absolute silence, moving fluidly through the small, beachside hut while I watch on in downtrodden exhaustion. Part of me knows I should have answered Ryder's question, but the other part of me is so upset that they would even think to ask such a thing of me! They should know by now that Asher Donahue means nothing to me, and they're my entire world.But after the gunfight in the club tonight, it made me too terrified to even think straight.How could they not believe my actions?I still hear the gunshots in my head, pushing out the glass doors and sinking my feet into the sand, I force myself to accept reality while my mind just wants to whisk me away to nowhere. I don't want to go home, I don't want to be accused of loving a man I don't, and I don't want to leave this beach.Sitting in the sand, I think of my last foster family.I'm sure Patrick is out there somewhere, leaning over a
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 31 : Sleeping Alone
Eden's POVIf the taxi ride to the airport wasn't terrible enough, the drive from the airport to the Golden Estate is even worse. They're not just upset with my words now, they've been wounded by what I've said about them, and what they think I feel toward them. I've f*cked it all up now.I'm the last one inside the house, my bare feet sink into the lawn while I think about how horrible everything has become. I've messed up my one true purpose in getting close to these brothers.I never ever wanted to hurt them.I scan the darkness of New York, the evening just beginning here after the time change. I miss the sun, and I can't sleep even if I want to, but going inside doesn't seem to be the best idea either.Mason stands in the front doorway, his brows furrowed as he looks at my odd, unmoving spot in the front yard. "Eden, come on. It's getting cold outside."I didn't even notice the dropping temperatures, feeling so hot with frustration that I guess it doesn't matter. My he
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 32 : Roleplay
Eden's POVDante pulls me into the shower before the sun even rises. Even though we were naked all night, the wounds and the adrenaline from the day before had caused too much tension for anything fun to happen. I'm okay with it though.For once, our serene silence was enough for me to feel secure between them both.Dante takes over the task of washing my hair while Ryder sleeps in, per usual. He finally stalks out of bed, wearing a pair of pajama pants that hang just under the muscles that carve a trail right toward his arousal. My heart sputters in my chest.Having Dante press into my back as he draws soapy hands down my sides doesn't help. His erection is sputtering as well, brushing against my lower back.They're both smiling and relaxed. I am pleased with their delight after having such tension between us for so long. For once, maybe just this time, our blissful streak will carry on uninterrupted.Ryder comes close, ready to yank free of his clothes and join us, but hi
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 33 : Rob Me
Eden's POVSomeone cuts my wrists free, and I feel a little relieved at first. I thought it would bring back the memory of the heist, but in reality, the brothers work at securing my hands behind my back, and another plastic tie loops around my wrists again.My eyes go wide behind the tie."Can't have you doing anything rash," Dante teases.Ryder joins in the snickering banter, "We know how you like to move the blindfold off your eyes."And thank god I had. Without doing that, I would have been kicked to the curb after the robbery at Grand Dominion Bank. I would have resorted back to my old, miserable life with Jack Ward. Taking that blindfold off in the car was the best decision of my life.And they're right—I'd do it again if not for them beating me to the punch and restraining my arms behind my back. I inhale sharply, the little tatters of clothing being picked off my body, piece by piece. They admire my white lingerie, pulling and adjusting and caressing my body in the
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 34 : Leave A Voicemail
Eden's POVEvery night since the Golden brothers and I roleplayed the robbery has been amazing. We are closer than ever, and to my surprise, they have been taking more and more time off of work and ignoring phone calls when they come late in the evening or too early in the morning.The only issue is, I am being eaten alive with guilt over not telling them how I fully feel about them both. I can't stand holding onto this secret, but then again, I doubt it's much of a secret. I can't get enough of them, and they can't seem to get enough of me either.I fall backward into the office chair, bored out of my mind, and curiously I begin going through the desktop computer they keep in here. It's the middle of the night, and I can't sleep with my thoughts racing like they have been for days now.The brothers are downstairs, sleeping away in bliss after I managed to crawl ever so carefully out of bed. I scroll through the Internet and check my email, poking around to kill time until morn
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 35 : Room 612
Eden's POVThis whole state is impossible to navigate, but thankfully the car I took from the estate has a GPS embedded inside of it. Carol slept through the trouble this morning and woke up to a mess and an empty house. Hopefully, she hasn't already told the brothers I've left the estate.I can't have Ryder and Dante making this war worse.I race through the Lamont Lounge, looking through the bar and the nearly empty dance floor—it's too early in the afternoon to be in a dance club getting drunk, but I had to double-check. Making my way into the elevator, I keep a careful eye out.Erik Donahue still wants me dead. Being in the city with that threat overhead isn't really wise, but the weight of the flash drive in my pocket is so heavy that I forget about the threat against me right now. I make my way to the room I've been inside before and knock lightly.Asher throws the door open and yanks me inside, slamming it shut seconds later while he looks as furious as Ryder and Dante
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 36 : Mercy, Please
Eden's POVThe wine cellar is freezing cold.I huddle in the corner of the cellar, between shelves of red and white wine, all of which are more expensive than the bottle before it. I can't even have any to drink, or anything to drink at all, with my hands still bound behind me.My wrists have raw, exposed cuts, and I can't even feel the sting of pain from them anymore. My face is throbbing with bruises, along with my neck and the rest of my body over the last few days of viciousness and neglect.I'm wearing a long dress shirt that Asher has managed to put me in between random beatings and atrocious lines of questioning. I try to keep my lips sealed about where Ryder and Dante are, but it won't last long. I'm breaking slowly, and the cold, relentless torment of my body is starting to wear me down even further.The door opens across the cellar, and I try to appear small, almost non-threatening, and maybe that will curb their appetite to hurt me further. I haven't had food or wa
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 37 : Having Her
Ryder's POVAnother sleepless night. Another wordless day.Carol makes dinner, but the smell of it alone is enough to set me off. Nothing tastes the same since Eden left. I can't feel warmth and comfort until she is back in my arms. Everything aches, and I'm sore with a stiff rage that boils under the surface, waiting to be lifted up so the pressure of the steam can be unleashed.If I were to fully release like I want to, I may set the world on fire in my wake.I haven't spoken to my brother. I'm not sure when I will again. He sits beside himself in the corner of the room, overlooking the river. He's hardly moved since Eden left. Carol scolded him pretty terribly since she found out what happened, the state of the office, and how we treated Eden that morning.Carol wasn't too kind to me about it either, and finally, after her lecture, she had sat down, shrugged her shoulders, and said, you did this to yourselves.She was right, too.I turn away as she offers me a plate. I
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Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 50 : Ever After Sunset
Eden's POV"Come on," I plead, trying to escape both of their roaming, wandering hands. "It's going to be cold and—and what if a boat passes by and they—they will see—""They're in for a show," Dante breathes into my neck and shoulder.I melt at his many, pecking kisses there. "Agh, that's not fair. You know I love that.""I also know you love a lot of things, baby," Ryder hums, pushing my dress upwards and dragging his tongue up the inside of my thighs.I wince, overwhelmed."Come on, guys, please. Let's just go to the bedroom and—and—"My vision sparks spots as Ryder's mauling kisses have moved up my thighs. So far, in fact, that I can't help but dare to collapse as I hook a leg over his broad shoulder. Dante keeps me upright, one of his hands undoing the zipper of my dress.They can't be serious!I panic, looking around the dock and the river, concerned that someone for sure is already watching. I can only imagine the frenzy it would cause if there was a camera any
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 49 : Keep Or Sell
Eden's POVWe all stand around the kitchen island, unmoving and unspeaking, staring at the flash drive Asher had placed beneath the flowerpot before he died.It's evening now, which is nice because I feel like we do our best productive thought at this hour. We also have the most fun when everyone is asleep but it's not on our minds right now.I'm thinking of the money coming my way, the millions I can't even comprehend, while the brothers are left contemplating the flash drive Asher left behind when he saved me from his father's wine cellar.If they're anything like me, we're all thinking about how stupid we feel.It's been here all this time..."There have to be more Donahue family members," I breathe. "So that means they will come looking for it again, right? Or am I wrong?"Dante leans forward, staring through the drive like it's a foreign object they haven't spent all this time obsessing over selling and retrieving and getting rid of.Ryder hangs an arm over my sho
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 48 : An Intense Interview
Eden's POVThis police station is colder than the last one I was in. I inch back into my chair, clinging to Dante's jacket while Ryder manages to get me a cup of coffee from the break room. They hang back, pacing through the small interview room while I sit at the cold, metal table.My heels tap on the concrete floors methodically, and I hold the coffee cup just to feel the warmth of it in my palms. My head has been spinning for the last few hours.No one has come to talk to us since bringing us into this little room.I look at the mirror along the side wall, wondering who is in there, and why they are watching us. I can't imagine that this has anything to do with the bank heist, considering we're still near the estate out of Manhattan, but they could be here about the clothes on the yacht.I feel stupid for even forgetting about that stuff.I lay my head down, exhausted, feeling like this is what they want from me. It's working.The Golden brothers are less than worried,
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 47 : All Black Attire
Eden's POV"Come back here," Ryder snaps.I'd already gathered my robe and slipped inside it, but Ryder is charging through the room when he sees me doing so. I need to go outside, to breathe and process, or maybe pick up a rag and some furniture spray so I can distract my frazzled mind.Ryder loops his arms around my sides and pulls me back into his chest. I struggle to wiggle free and instead of setting me down in bed, he shoves me toward the shower and releases me, ripping my robe away."Ugh, come on," I pant, coming close to slipping on the tile and falling backward.Dante's hands wrap around me next and he pins me under the warm shower water while Ryder leans casually against the shower door."What did she do now?" Dante says in a heavy exhale."The news said the police found her clothes on the Donahue yacht," Ryder grumbles. "They are talking about her and the bank heist and being brought in for questioning again."Dante pouts slightly but manages a soft, gentle k
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 46 : Alone Together
Eden's POVI collapse into bed, still warm with both of their scents, and it swarms my mind all at once how much I love lying in bed with them both. I dare to go to sleep, a yawn pulling from my lips, but the brothers both make a growling, disapproving noise."You are not going to sleep," Dante huffs, slightly offended. "You better wake up, kitten, or I'll do it for you."Slightly tempted by such a salacious threat, I bury my face into my pillow and snuggle into the blankets. It's easy to tempt both of these affectionate men.Ryder steals the blankets from the bed, stripping it and stripping me next.I shiver, my bare back under their heavy glares, and I don't even have to turn around to know it is true. Dante climbs into bed beside me, and when I think he is going to flip me over so they can have their way with me, he instead grabs my wrists.I aim to sit up, surprised, but Dante yanks my hands behind the small of my back and ties them there. Panic sets in when I feel a ta
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 45 : From Sea to Land
Eden's POV"Trouble sleeping?"Carol perches on one of the chairs at the dining room table while I have my legs kicked up on the bench, pressed to the bay window that overlooks the river. I can see her through the reflection of the window, adjusting her silk robe and folding her well-manicured hands out before her."Yeah," I admit, though everyone knows it already. "Just got tired of lying there, I guess.""That's understandable," Carol hums. "How about I make some tea and we talk?"I sulk at the thought. She catches it."Well, I'll make tea and we won't talk. Sound good?"I blush but eventually nod long after she is already preparing water to boil over the stovetop. I sit back, eyeing the dark horizon and seeing it absent from the boat that was surrounded by police and coast guard and other boats with red and blue lights.They finally towed the Donahue yacht from hell out of the water after a fishing boat passed by and saw blood draining down the stern. It's been on ev
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 44 : Golden Bullets
Eden's POVErik Donahue yanks me out of my corner by my bruising, fractured ankle. I release a scream so loud that he snarls for me to stop, and even then, I don't abide until he drops my wounded leg in mercy.My thigh is burned from rubbing against the carpet so hard and my labored breath is causing a throbbing in my throat. The Donahue head boss looms overhead, twitching with a handgun pressed casually in his palm.He eyes me carefully, as I keep a close watch on his pistol. The room, the yacht—the world is silent."I knew you were rotten when I saw the bank robbery footage," he sneers, pacing around my shivering position on the floor. "I should have killed you then. Now, you've done nothing but stir up trouble. You turned my own damn son against me and have sent my ship into chaos."I stifle a reply, knowing if I piss him off right now, it will take nothing for him to kill me.Gunshots ring out downstairs, and I flinch on impulse, expecting one to pierce my body, but the
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 43 : Explosions
Eden's POVI lean into Asher's side, both of us curled up together in the corner of his room in the belly of the yacht. I feel safe with him, but I know that won't last forever. Eventually, with the sun going down, and there's still no sign of Dante or Ryder— Erik may grow impatient and kill me first.It's naïve to think I'm of any use anymore.Erik has the tracker, and we already managed to make a call to the Golden brothers, so they know I'm okay. If I die now, everything left unsaid will forever be the impression I leave behind."Can we call them again?" I whimper, biting back hefty sobs of defeat. "I'm scared, Asher.""I know you are, but we can't call them again, sweetheart. We don't know if they're already almost here or not. We can't blow their cover like that, Eden. We just have to wait."I turn my face into his warm, clean shirt. I still reek of tequila and blood, the welts on my arm and around my back from Erik's fury earlier broken open along the edges. This dain
Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers Chapter 42 : A Golden Girl
Dante's POVMy brother and I have gotten good at reading each other's minds over the years. Even when we've had our simple spats, we've stayed intertwined with one another. But this feels different, we are different, and being away from our favorite girl has changed everything.Ryder is laboring over his computer set up in our downtown office, trying to catch a ping off the tracker we had sewn into most of Eden's shorts.She wouldn't have appreciated us doing that, but after she ran off from us the first time, and then was taken by Erik Donahue and returned so beaten, we had to do something. So Ryder had little buttons replaced on her shorts and jeans to track her location at any time, but something is wrong.I can't tell what specifically. Ryder flexes his knuckles at the sides of the computer, working in plain, tensile silence.I take to pacing, Mason halfway across the office, his head buried in his arms. He never liked Eden to begin with, but that seemed to be changing, c
