All Chapters of Trapped Between the Mafia Brothers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Eden POVThe man marked in heavy tattoos moves first, pressing me into the backseat with a mighty shove. Whoever is driving the car doesn't veer or even flinch, as both of the handsome bank robbers grapple me into submission.The plastic ties are cut, replaced by a set behind my back. The cloth tie is reinstalled over my eyes where it is tightened this time around.I gasp, a cold coercing set of hands shoving me to sit down between the robbers. It was hard not to memorize their faces in that brief split second glimpse I got of them. They're different, but similar, their eyes bright and their auras thick.The one on my left with bright blond hair adjusts my skirt, the fabric riding up my thigh. I shudder, his fingertips dragging up my leg and pressing into my cold skin. He muffles a chuckle at my unease, the other with dark hair and darker tattoos only snarls in response."Enough teasing. She saw our faces; we have to abandon our initial plan.""Oh, brother. Relax. She's har

Eden"What the hell were you two thinking?!"I shudder behind the security of the bedroom door, watching a man who just arrived throw a fit of rage in the living room. Dante is lounging leisurely in a chair, flipping through the news on the TV that repeats my photo over and over again. Whoever this man is, he obviously wasn't clued into my abduction."We had to act quickly, Mason. Settle down," Ryder barks, sipping on a crystal glass full of scotch. He turns to peer down the hallway, his eyes finding mine. He winks. I blush. "You woke up the captive, Mason. Care to meet her?" The lanky man in a suit turns, his jaw dropping when he spots me listening in. He turns quickly to address the brothers. "You let her walk around with free-will?""She's harmless," Dante snorts. "We have an understanding with Eden. Right?"I poke my head out of the doorway to nod, but Ryder motions for me to join them in the living room. I do so, making a point not to tug at my skirt like Dante so

Eden POVThere's a weird silence in this hotel room. I used to pray for the same silence in my foster family's home. Everything was loud and chaotic and ever changing. I would sit still while the world blurred in movement around me.This silence is different from that.This is a penetrating, bleeding silence that slowly cuts at my surface until I fall into a lump of shredded discard. There's nowhere to hide in this room, to feel vulnerable, and they see that."I told the police everything that happened," I say at last, breaking the tensile silence.Erik waves his hand in the air, swatting away an imaginary bug. "I'm aware of what you told the police, Eden, but I don't believe you."I swallow. "I don't know anything else; I promise.""So you're gone for three days, but you don't see or hear or know a thing about where you went? Let alone, who took you in the first place? You can see how that seems very unlikely, right?"Trying to avoid Erik's eyes, I look to his son, who

Eden POVThey're trying to prove a point of some kind, but I can't determine what it is, exactly. I think they want me to feel owned by them, by their lips that swerve all around my shoulders and neck. I breathe deeply, Ryder's hand massaging my inner thigh while Dante is focused on toying with my hardened, enticed nipples.Someone tears me out of my shirt, leaving me naked and at the will of the brothers.Dante pulls me around, pressing my chest into his so he can be at the perfect angle to meet our lips together. Ryder shifts to stand behind me, his throbbing erection begging to be cut loose out of his pants. I beg for it too, dreaming of this moment since Mason kicked me out of the bed."Please," I beg, unsure for what, but it doesn't matter.Ryder latches his hands onto my hips, pushing me even closer against Dante, pinning me between them until I can't breathe. Dante kisses the front of my neck, and I let my head fall back into Ryder's shoulder.Every single touch,

Eden's POVI wake up in Dante's bed, somewhere I know I didn't fall asleep last night. Ryder's bedroom is light in colors ranging from ivory to beige, while Dante's room sports dark gray walls and stark black bedding. No matter whose room I wake up in, I'm just happy I wake up with both brothers beside me.Dante has my back pinned to his chest, our bodies flushed together perfectly while Ryder has a light palm relaxed on my cheek, his touch so warm and electric. There's no easy way for me to get out of bed between them without waking everyone up at once.I stay put until Dante slowly awakens next, kissing the back of my tangled, brunette curls. He drags his hand up my bare thigh, and I realize that although we are under the warmth of his blankets, I'm the only one naked.We didn't do anything sensual after the blowout argument with Mason yesterday, but I think they like making me blush more than they like having sex with me. It works, too.I stop Dante's hand as it brushes my