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“If a harem is what you want, then that’s what you get, Baby Girl. None of us are going anywhere.” Reyes replies coyly with that same panty dropping smirk he always gives me.
“Why have one boyfriend anyways, when you could have three?” Damien adds mockingly in his usual playful tone. Reaching over, he starts tickling me, and soon Reyes joins in with him. Laughing, I rear back and punch Damien in the side. With an ‘oomph’ sound, he falls off of me and Reyes jumps back before I can slug him next.
“Damn, I didn’t know you’d get so violent over tickling. Noted. Also, did you know that you hit like a grown ass man?” Damien asks me as he groans out while sitting up.
“I jumped out of that line of fire just in time.” Reyes jokes, laughing as he helps Damien off the floor.
“Yes, I’ll throw hands. I can’t stand being tickled. Even if I’m ticklish. Guess you found out the hard way.” I spit cockily. I smirk as Luis busts out in a full blown laugh.
“I knew our girl could take us. Damn, sounded like she got you good, too.” He laughs, setting his laptop down on the coffee table.
“Let her punch you guys, outside of the ring, when she’s being deadass serious. Then come let me know how you feel.” Damien replies, grabbing me and pulling me into his side.
“Aww, do I need to kiss it all better?” I retort back and he cocks a brow at me.
“No, but I know something else you could kiss and it would make me feel better.” He jokes, causing all of us to laugh.
Leaning back against them, it finally sets in. I love them, and I don’t care if I have fallen in love with three devils, as long as they love me the way they love hell.
Chapter thirty-three
Raven
I spend a few hours driving around getting all the runs done for Eddie while the guys are doing their own thing. Luis had to reorder equipment to get the security system fixed, while Reyes and Damien had to catch up at the shop. I told them I didn’t need a babysitter to make runs. Marco tried to come with me, but I shot him down. I just need some space. All this shit is fucking with my head and I’m on the verge of snapping. The feeling of someone constantly watching you, or sending you messages, would fuck with anyone’s sanity.
Pulling up to the last few of my stops, I get out and take in the cool night air. Texas nights in the fall are the best, it’s not hot, but not too cold yet, either.It’s almost time for me to park my bike in the garage for the rest of the year.Ugh. Sliding out of my car, I start making my rounds through the cute little mom and pop shops, giving them their cut of what we’ve made and trying to help them stay afloat.
“Hola Raven, how are things, Mija.” Sylvia says, with her sweet elderly twang.
“Hey, Mrs. Rodriguez. I’m good, how are you?” I reply back, trying to keep my tone as polite as it can be.
“Oh good. I’m going to send this box of goodies home with you. You and Eddie treat us all so well, it’s the least I can do.” She says, handing me a big pink box.Fucking yummm.
“Aww, this is the best thing I’ll have eaten all week.” I chuckle.
“Make sure you share with the others.” She waves her finger at me, making me chuckle again.
“I’ll try, but I can’t make any promises. Your food is just too good to share.” I reply jokingly. Spinning on my heel and heading for the door, she stops me.
“Take care, Mija. Come by anytime and bring that friend of yours. Naomi, right?” She finishes and pulls me in for a hug.
“Yes ma’am, that’s her. I’ll bring her with me next time. You take care, Mrs. Rodriguez.” I say, walking to the door and back to my car.
Setting the box down in the passenger seat, I close it and walk to the other side when I’m suddenly grabbed from behind. A hand covers my mouth before I can even let out a scream. Pinning one of my hands to my back, I feel hot breaths along my neck as they push me against the car.
“Fuck, I’ve waited a long time to get a hold of you, Sweetness. No one will stop me from taking what’s mine.” He whispers, and the sound of that nickname immediately makes me want to vomit.
“Fuck you, asshole.” I spit, reaching for my dagger with my free hand and grabbing it. Spinning it between my fingers and slamming my hand back, I make contact with his skin. I feel the blood seeping onto my fingers before pulling it out and jamming it back in again. The impact causes his grip to loosen on the arm he’s holding. Turning around, I notice it’s the same guy from myvideo camera feed, I just can’t make out who it is through the fucking ski mask.
“You little bitch.” He seethes, gripping his side where my dagger went through. Swinging his arm out, his fist makes contact with my face, but I right myself quickly. Holding my dagger in my hand like brass knuckles, I swing back and hear a crack sound when my punch lands its mark, breaking his nose.
Spinning on my heel, I jump in my car, shutting and locking the doors as quickly as possible before starting the car and peeling away from the curb. It feels like my heart is beating out of my chest. Driving down the highway and running my hand over my face, it feels like it’s throbbing. Looking up in my mirror, I notice my face already turning colors.Well, this will be fun to explain.
Twenty minutes later, I’m pulling through the gates to the house. Quickly parking the car and grabbing the box from Mrs. Rodrigues, I walk through the door and bypass everyone as I set down the box and head straight for the bathroom to hop in the shower.
In the middle of rinsing the soap off my body, I hear the door creak open. Not wanting to look up and see who it is, I ignore it.
“You really think you could just walk in here unnoticed?” I hear Luis’s voice as he opens the shower door and gets in fully clothed, spinning me around and pushing me up against the cold tiles.