Monsters' Gift (Crude Hill High Book 2) by Sam Crescent (best classic novels .TXT) 📗

clue they were being filmed. I didn’t care about Ashley. The only person to hold my interest was the blonde. So beautiful. She’d lost way too much weight and even though she wore a little makeup, I saw the tiredness on her face.

Emily.

She needed us.

The video came to a stop.

“She is such a beautiful woman now. Ripe for the taking.”

“You piece of fucking shit,” River said, about to charge forward. As one, Gael, Vadik, and I stopped him.

Earl stared at us, the silence mounting with every passing second. “I don’t appreciate being attacked.”

“Tell us what you want and then get the fuck out,” Gael said.

“Simple. I can make it so you can have Emily. I know what your fathers did. The men they’ve got tailing her, waiting for the sign to kill. I know everything.”

“If you knew everything, why didn’t you come to us before now?” I asked.

“Simple, there wasn’t anything I wanted. Now, there is.”

“You’re not getting Emily.”

“Oh, please, she’s spoiled goods. When I made a deal with Crane, I didn’t leave any error for him. I wanted a virgin. An untouched woman. Emily has you four and I have no wish to follow you.”

I stared at him, waiting, wondering what he could want.

“Anyway, it took some maneuvering, but I was able to discover her friend. Curves, as I like to call her. She hasn’t had a boyfriend, isn’t serious about anyone, and she’s a virgin.”

“How do you know that? They’re in a city and could be screwing men every night,” Gael said.

Just the thought of other men sniffing around our woman filled me with rage.

Earl smiled. “I have my means.”

“You want Ashley?”

“Yes.”

“Clearly something’s going in here we’re not privy to. Why don’t you cut the crap and tell us what the deal is?”

Again, another smirk, which pissed me off. I didn’t like to be at anyone’s mercy and from the look of my friends, they didn’t want to either. I was angry. I wanted to hurt someone, anyone.

“I give you Emily, and I’m taking Ashley. I want her indefinitely, which means I won’t have you invading my time with her. She will belong to me. All of me. That is it. Simple.”

“Hold on,” Vadik said. “Let me get this straight. We get Emily, you have Ashley, and so long as we agree to leave you alone, we get our girl. No danger to her life.”

“Exactly.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to accept.

“We need to think about this,” Gael said.

Now that did surprise me. Out of all of us, why would Gael want to think about this? I looked at him.

“Then, gentlemen, my offer lasts until the end of the evening, which is an hour away. I will go find myself something to eat. The kitchen is still this way?”

None of us went to stop him as he left the room.

Chapter Three

Gael

 

“How did that fucker make it from England to here?” River asked.

“Time-zone difference,” I said. “Plus, he owns a private jet. It’s not like he has to concern himself with canceled flights.”

I ran a hand down my face, trying to clear my mind, which had fogged up from the moment Earl had entered our home. We all shared this place. The other three houses had been torn down and remained as ruins and reminders to all those who attempted to cross us.

I knew the nightmare we’d turned this place into. We’d created our own little playground. To a lot of people, our fathers’ reign was filled with peace, while ours were riddled with terror.

“We are agreeing to this,” Caleb said.

“I don’t see what the deal is,” River said. “We all want this.”

Vadik agreed.

I was the fucked-up one. The mess. The person who struck first and asked questions later. After Emily had been taken from us, I’d been sent to get one of our minions. He was a bookkeeper, but he’d been investigated and found to be stealing from us. I’d stabbed him in the head, carried his body through the street, and when I dumped him in front of our fathers, they’d shouted questions at me. I’d grabbed him and used him as a puppet. It was the last time they had sent me to go find answers.

The pain of losing something so precious to me. It had stuck and I couldn’t help it. Hurting people was my salvation.

I’d even hurt women. I’d lured them into my bed, taken their clothes, seen what dirty shit they wanted to do, filmed them, and destroyed them.

I hadn’t slept with a woman. I hadn’t allowed a woman to go down on me, nor to go anywhere near me. I know Caleb had. But I couldn’t do it. River hadn’t as well. Vadik kissed and teased, but I was the one who didn’t go that far.

Staring at my friends now, my brothers in pain and pleasure, I couldn’t believe I was the voice of reason. “Are you all fucking stupid?” I asked.

“Be careful,” Caleb said.

I laughed. He’d broken my arm a couple of years ago during one of our many spars. The physical pain had been a welcome relief. It hadn’t stopped me from starting fights.

“Emily is our woman and we know who she would protect with her life,” I said. “If we give him Ashley, we will lose our woman.”

“Not if we negotiate her life properly,” River said.

I wanted Emily back, but I didn’t want her to hate us. “If you make this deal with him, we will be fighting for her love.”

“I don’t care,” Vadik said. “I need her back. We’ll deal with the Ashley angle. She’s had our girl for seven years. It’s time we got her back, and if making a deal