My Stolen Life - Steffanie Holmes Page 0,62

of our business. Clearly, whatever hole you’ve been in the last four years hasn’t taught you any manners. We don’t want twisted psycho bitches at our school, and it’s time you were put in your place.”

I don’t understand how Queen Boudica could’ve possibly been in Alec’s ‘business,’ but I can’t find the bravado to mock him about it. It doesn’t matter. We all know why we’re here. I branded him, made him mine. He might have got the best plastic surgeon in Emerald Beach to repair the damage, but he can’t erase the picture I shared. Everyone at Stonehurst knows that I owned him.

And now, he’s brought me out here to return the favor.

“Bend her over the hood,” Alec barks.

The two guys holding me slam me on the hood of Alec’s sexy-as-fuck Shelby Cobra, forcing my hands wide and my neck down, searing my cheek against the hot metal. My phone flies from my pocket. I kick up my legs, but someone else grabs my ankles and pins them, too. A whole new kind of terror grips me as Alec grabs my ass, digging his nails into my flesh.

“You started this war, Malloy. You’re only getting what you deserve. You’re going to take each one of us until you know your place. You walked into Stonehurst like you owned the place. Today, I own you.”

His hand slides down my hip, toying with the hem of my skirt, and I can’t help it – a whimper escapes my mouth.

CRACK. Alec’s hand slaps my ass, and the sound tumbles across the barren desert, reminding me how fucking alone I am. He cackles like a comic strip witch, and the sound is glass shards under my skin.

“Fallen isn’t wrong – you grew a damn fine ass, Malloy.” Alec leans over the hood, his body covering mine, sealing. “I’m going to make it mine today. Would you like that? My big cock sliding in your ass? That’s what you get you for messing with my face.”

Alec’s tongue slides across the back of my neck, wet and cold like a snake. I can already feel his poison slithering around inside me, poisoning me. I brace myself, searching my mind for a dark place to retreat into, far away from Alec’s hot breath and his cock against my thigh and his gross fingers dragging my panties down down down—

He pulls back. I dare to hope he’s had a come-to-Jesus moment. Hell, I’d settle for a come-to-Cthulhu moment if it meant he never touched me like that again.

“Noah!” Alec claps his hands. “You can do the honors.”

Fuck no.

Please no.

Not Noah. Not those coal eyes and those cheekbones that could cut skin. I can’t—

But nothing happens. I’m stuck, my skirt yanked up, my panties around my ankles. I twist my neck to watch them. Noah stares at a spot on the horizon, his shoulders rigid, his expression carved in stone.

“Noah? Bro, you listening?” Alec shoves Noah toward me. “Mackenzie Malloy on a platter. I did all this for you. This bitch broke into your house, she embarrassed you at Daphne’s party. She killed your brother.”

“I know that.” Noah’s jaw is so tight I could bounce a quarter off it.

“So?” Alec gestures to me. “She took something from you. Isn’t it time you repaid the favor?”

Noah shakes his head. “This is fucked up, Alec. You said we were going to scare her, make sure she never came after our families again. But not like this. This isn’t right.”

“It’s justice,” Alec hisses. “This bitch branded my face. She deserves to be full of our cum.”

“That’s your idea of justice? Raping a girl?” Noah’s gaze swivels to his friends, and the darkness in his eyes is unfathomable. “You’re sick. All of you.”

“Yeah, Alec,” Mark pipes up from the back of the crowd. He has a hand to his cheek, blood seeping between his fingers. When he lowers it, I see the slash my knife made in his skin. “Come on, this is fucked.”

“Dude, I’ve got an athletic scholarship to Stanford. No way am I putting that on the line for this bitch,” adds Chad, dropping his hold on my wrist. Of course, the most important thing is the athletic scholarship, not the fact his friend is trying to get him to rape me. But I’d take it.

“Look at her. She’s scared enough as it is.” Noah shrugs. “You’ve had your revenge. Let’s take her back.”

Alec glares at his friends. “You fucking pussies. Fine, more for me.”

And before I can cry out,

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