Jersey Hamilton is a
Feisty independent woman hiding past abuse....
meets
The Washington Brothers Sebastian, Kristian and Tristan are
Her Three new step brothers, beautiful, strong, dominant men who know just what they want and always get it.
And...
(Jersey above) I stood at the door to the den and looked at my new stepbrothers, my spine straightened and I readied myself to face more abuse. "Stop hovering and come in here" a deep voice barked making me jump and my eyes met Sebastian's. "Now" he demanded and without thought I took a step towards them. Feral looking smiles echoed across all their faces as I moved towards them slowly until I was standing in front of where they sprawled on the sofa. "Hello little sister, have you come to play with us?" Tristan teased standing up and circling me. Running a finger across my shoulder and back as he went.
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(Picture of Tristan) "No" I said quietly "my mother told me to get to know you, I'm not here by my choice and I already know you want nothing to do with me" I tensed as he continued to circle, releasing a dark chuckle at my words. "Now who said we didn't want anything from you" he growled, coming to a stop behind me. My body stilled as a light shudder of fear ran down my spine at not being able to see him. My eyes moved to Sebastian as he too rose from the sofa standing in front of me.
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(Picture of Sebastian) "Are you scared" he taunted. I shook my head and looked down allowing my hair to curtain my face from his view. He growled and his fingers bit into my chin forcing it up and my eyes back to his "look at me when I am talking to you" he commanded. I shook in his hold before whispering "no" and pulling back from him, my eyes darting towards the exit, I needed to get away from them. "Don't you dare" Kristian growled making the other two focus on him. "What?" They asked together.
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(Picture of Kristian) I edged back further looking for a chance. "She's going to run" he warned them redirecting the focus back to me. Sebastian's hand shackled my wrist "no she's not" His grip tightened and I whimpered lightly in panic. XxX The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the hall outside announcing Michaels arrival before we could see him. Sebastian still had hold of my wrist and it tightened as I tried to move back behind him, shaking as Michael appeared. I could feel eyes on me as I tried to make myself invisible and sighed in relief as Tristan moved forward blocking me from Michaels view. Sebastian's grip loosened and his hand dropped to lace his fingers with mine, squeezing gently. "What do you want?" Kristian barked at Michael. I felt Michael scanning the room and I froze at his words "I'm here to escort Jersey to her room" he sneered. "Why?" Tristan asked. "I have a message to pass on from her mother" I gripped Sebastian's hand my other coming up to grip the back of Tristan's shirt, he tensed slightly at the feel of my hand but then relaxed. "Give her the message now, here, we have plans for getting to know our new sister this afternoon" Tristan told him. I could hear the frustration in Michaels voice as he backtracked "it can wait, I will let Madame know and pass it on later" "You do that" Tristan agreed "and Michael" Kristian added. His footsteps stopped "yes" "Shut the door on your way out" he finished. The slam of the door unlocked my body and I collapsed to my knees. "Jersey!" Three voices all shouted together around me. My hand was still linked to Sebastian who squeezed gently before another set of arms lifted me up from the floor, moving me over to the sofa. Sebastian knelt on the floor in front of me holding my hands trying to get my focus on him "Jersey" he said giving me a little shake as he had to repeat himself. "Jersey, can you hear me?" "Yes" I whispered. "What just happened" "Nn..oth..Ing" I stuttered out. He rubbed my small hands in his " that wasn't nothing Jersey, why are you so scared of him" I shook my head, a tear escaping down my cheek. I could sense them all looking at each other over my bowed head. If they asked questions I would break, I couldn't say anything. Tristan and Kristian sat either side of me, I was trapped between them but I felt safer there than anywhere near Michael. "I know it's difficult but you need to answer some questions" I shook my head trying to curl into Myself "I can't" I whisper to them. "Jersey, you will tell us what we want to know, do you understand me" Sebastian growled squeezing my hands. My eyes met his and I knew he wouldn't let me go until he had got his answers, I battled with myself, maybe they could help, without knowing me and with them hating my mother and my intrusion into their family, they had just helped me with Michael, would they do it again. "Do you know what he wanted?" Tristan asked I freeze before nodding slightly. "Are you scared of him?" Sebastian prompted. I nodded "Has he hurt you" I sob quietly and nod again. "How?" Kristian growls I shake my head unable to say the words. Gentle fingers wipe through the tears running down my cheeks. "Does you mother know?" Tristan demands I shake as I nod again but feel the tension in the men surrounding me. "Jersey, look at me" Sebastian commands me. I raise my eyes and his hand grips my chin "Tell me" he demands "keep your eyes on mine and tell me what he has done" I shake but allow myself to give into his commands, my voice quiet as I tell my story. "He has worked for my mother since my father died, he does the things she wants done, her dirty work, my my mother hates me, she blames me for my fathers death and when she us unhappy makes sure I am too" "Go on" he commands "At the start, It would just be locking me in my room without supper that's at first, then she told him to smack me one day, he backhanded me hard enough to knock me out......I was nine" I felt two hands on my thighs but Sebastian's grip on my chin prevented me from looking down. "After that he was more carefully to only hit me where it could be hidden under clothing, nothing could sully my mothers image, and I was more careful to, to be respectful, stay out of trouble until I was fifteen and I wanted to do what my school friends did, go out to a party, she said no and I argued. Michael hung me from the basement ceiling for two days in just my underwear, I had....." I gasped and shook trying to escape the memory in my head, they had almost killed me that time. "Tell me" Sebastian growled. "I wasn't fed for the time I was down there and Michael visited every couple of hours with a bucket of cold water to wash me down, it was February, it was cold, at the end of the time my mother came down to see me, she smiled and told me if I every argued again it would be worse, I believed her" "How did you survive?" Kristian asked softly. "I nearly didn't, Michael cut me down and dragged me up to my room, after I had cleaned myself up I dressed and tried to leave, I made it to the library where I passed out, when I came round I was in hospital and my mother was playing grief stricken mother whilst Michael stood guard. I wasn't left alone to tell anyone what happened he stayed through my stay there, when I came home she sent me off to boarding school" Sebastian's hands cupped my face "is that it" I shook my head "that's the worst, I moved out when I started college at 18 and received my fathers trust, I avoid her when I can but if she wants something and I say no she sends Michael, this time I came to avoid that but yesterday when we all met, I challenged her and that's what he's doing for her, her message will be my punishment from her" I hung my head, tensing as Tristan got up, I could sense their silent conversation but was too wrung out to care. "Come" The word shocked me "what" I squeezed. "We're going out, come on" Kristian took my hand and pulled me to my feet "Where?" Kristian looked down at me "Trust us" I searched his face, looking for a trick, worried about the abrupt change in them all "Just a little while ago you all hated me, why are you helping me now" "We've never hated you, you just threw us a bit and now we have seen you, you're stuck with us, we won't let you go easily" "What.." a finger on my lips stopped my questions "Come" he instructed holding out a hand, giving me the choice. "Yes" I whispered putting my hand in his.
