Roman opened his eyes and looked at Novella. She was still asleep. He studied her face. She was beautiful to him. He sat up and looked down at her ankle to make sure the chain was still in place. Even though she would never make it out of the house alive, he kept her chained up over night. He didn't want her to try to escape. It was too soon to let her go.
He got out of bed and left the room. She could sleep a little longer. She needed her strength back after what she had been through last night. He went to the bathroom to empty his bladder, and then walked downstairs to the kitchen where he found Seth.
"Good morning," Roman said cheerfully.
"Is it good?" Seth asked.
"What crawled up your ass this morning?" Roman asked.
Seth sighed and placed his coffee mug down on the table.
"Are you sure it's wise to keep her?" Seth asked.
"We've kept women before," Roman answered. "Is this about Becky?"
Seth sighed again and looked down. He didn't want to say it and he didn't need to either.
"It's not my fault that she played you to try and escape," Roman said.
"He was your cousin," Seth said.
"Exactly. He was my cousin. And where is Jimmy now? Do you want me to go dig up his head so you can scream at him and get your frustrations out?" Roman asked.
Seth shook his head no. He knew it wasn't fair to bring up Becky and Jimmy and compare the situation to Roman and the woman upstairs. It wasn't Roman's fault what had happened back then.
"Her name is Novella," Roman said.
"Okay," Seth said.
"And she's mine," Roman said.
"I know," Seth said.
"Make sure everyone else knows too," Roman said.
"Of course. They all heard you last night but I'll remind them again. No one's gonna touch what's yours," Seth said.
"Where did you put the blonde?" Roman asked.
"I think she's still in there," Seth said.
"You didn't take her down?" Roman asked.
"Things got crazy after you left. Everyone was drinking, and there was only one toy to play with. I'm not sure if she's still intact," Seth said.
Roman walked out of the kitchen with Seth right after him. They walked into the big room where the gang always gathered, and found the blonde still strapped over the barrel.
"Is she still alive?" Roman asked.
Seth walked over the the blonde, grabbed her hair, and lifted up her head.
"Barely," Seth said.
"Morning, guys," Jey said.
Roman turned around and looked at his cousin.
"Bring me a big bucket and a kitchen knife," Roman said.
Jey turned around and walked out of the room to get the requested items. Roman walked over to Seth and placed a hand behind Seth's neck. Seth stood still, knowing this gesture could go either way. Roman was always in control, and feeling his big hand behind his neck had Seth feeling scared although he didn't show it.
"I killed my own cousin for you. I still punish my other cousin for what his twin did despite him not knowing. For fuck sake, he was the one catching on to what was going on. When is it enough, Seth? When will you allow me to cut Jey some slack? When will you finally trust me completely again?" Roman asked.
They heard the sound of a bucket hitting a knee when Jey came walking back. He walked over to them. Roman took the knife from Jey.
"Hold the bucket under her head," Roman said.
Roman grabbed the blonde woman's hair and lifted her head up. Jey held the bucket under her. Roman slit her throat. She made a gurgling sound behind the gag ball. Roman kept his eyes on Seth while the woman bled out down into the bucket. He finally let go of her and placed his hands on Seth's shoulders. He still had the knife in one of the hands and it was dangerously close to Seth's face, yet Seth didn't feel fear this time around.
"I am sorry for what happened with Becky and Jimmy. I truly am. I am sorry that you fell in love with her and that she played you. I am sorry that my cousin fell in her trap and tried to help her escape. I am sorry that we both lost people that we loved that day," Roman said.
Roman leaned down and placed his forehead against Seth's forehead.
"I killed my own flesh and blood for you, Seth. For you, you stubborn piece of shit whom I love like my own brother. There's only so much I can do before my patience wears thin," Roman said. "Do we still have a problem here?"
"No," Seth said. "I love you like a brother too, Roman. You know I do. I'm sorry for taking my pain out on you like that."
"It's okay," Roman said.
"I'm sorry, Jey," Seth looked over at Jey. "Don't punish him anymore, Roman. He's your cousin. Not your slave."
"It's all good," Roman smiled. "Jey, make someone else clean up in here."
"Will do, uce," Jey said. "It's alright, Seth. I'm not mad. I understand. We're alright."
Jey smiled at both men. Roman smirked at his cousin. He knew him inside out and could see something was on his mind.
"Spit it out," Roman said.
"I've been following this set of twins on social medias. Brie and Nikki. They're so called influencers," Jey said. "I really like Nikki."
"Let's bring them in," Roman said.
"Yes!" Jey said happily.
"Arrange it and tell me who and what you need," Roman said. "After you make someone clean up this mess. Fuck, that pig could bleed."
Roman laughed and pushed the dead woman's head. Jey disappeared out of the room to find someone to clean up. Roman looked at Seth again and nodded.
"I'm gonna go see if my girl is awake," Roman said.
Roman walked back upstairs and found Novella standing by the window looking out. Her arms were crossed as if she was trying to hide her naked breasts. She hadn't heard him come in and he took a couple of seconds enjoying the sight of her naked body in the sunlight.
"See anything interesting?" He asked.
"Just enjoying the sun warming my body," she answered.
She turned her head to look at him. Her eyes turned into fear when she noticed the bloody knife in his hand.
"Two of you arrived yesterday. Only one of you are still alive," he held up the knife. "Don't let your blood soil this knife too."
"I won't," she said lowly.
He stepped over to her and placed his free hand on her cheek.
"So beautiful. Your eyes speak to me. If I ever catch them looking the wrong way on one of my men, I'll personally carve them out," he said. "But let's not get to that. You're not gonna do anything stupid, are you?"
"No," she said.
"I told you last night how to behave. What are you gonna do?" He asked.
"What you say when you say it," she answered.
"Good girl," he smirked. "And no tears this morning. That's good. Everything is going to turn out great. Down on your knees, baby girl."
She sank to her knees. He placed the tip of the knife on her throat. She didn't dare to move.
"I want the best damn blowjob you've ever given before," he said. "If I feel teeth, I'm done playing nice."
He moved the knife away and let her take over. She pulled his boxers down, wrapped a hand around his dick, and leaned forward to take him in her mouth.
"Fuck, yeah!" He grabbed a fistful of her hair. "Just like that. Suck me, baby girl. Fuck, that mouth is heaven."
He started thrusting into her mouth. Feeling her lips around him almost made him cum faster than the night before. He pulled out in time, threw the kitchen knife behind him, grabbed her under the arms and pulled her up from the floor. He spun her around and pushed her upper body into the window. He grabbed her hips and pushed inside her.
"Fuck!" He prolonged the word. "I didn't get to fuck this pussy last night. Big mistake. I won't make that mistake again. Fuck, fuck, fuck!"
He thrust in one last time and held still. He sighed happily and leaned forward to place a kiss between her shoulder blades.
"God damn it! What are you doing to me?" He mumbled.
She moved a hand backwards and placed it on his thigh. The soft strokes from her thumb meant more to him than anything else. She was trying. She was doing what she could to be his. He pulled out of her and spun her around to kiss her. He placed his hands on her cheeks and smiled as he once again took in those eyes.
"I've never seen eyes like yours before," he said.
"I hope that's a good thing," she said.
"It's the best thing," he grinned. "Okay, when you behave, you will earn privileges. Normally if we keep women around for more than one night, we just hose them down with cold water. Not you. You've earned a warm shower."
He moved the silver chain over his head that had the key to the chain around her ankle. He crouched down and released her.
"Follow me," he said. "Fair warning. I'm not gonna put any clothes on you. I want you naked. Of course, when you get your period, I'll give you what you need so you don't bleed all over the place. Maybe you'll earn clothes in the future but that's a big maybe."
He walked out of the room first. It was a test to see if she would follow him or try and make her escape down the stairs. He was happy when she followed him. She knew there was no escape. They entered the bathroom and he stepped under the shower with her. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight as the warm water ran over their bodies.
"I meant what I said last night. You're mine. If any of my men tries anything, you come tell me and I'll deal with them," he said.
"Will you believe me if that happens?" She asked.
"Ask around what happened to Becky and Jimmy, and see if I'm not a man of my word," he said.
