by Rachel Angel
HEIRS
The House Series #4
Rachel Angel
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Thank you for picking up HEIRS, the fourth book in the HOUSE Series.
This series is an RH New Adult Dark Bully Romance and contains bullying, sex, and some triggers.
Summary
It was his last will and testament.
For one week, four of us were to live together. Play nice to each other like we used to when we were kids.
Seb, Thomas, Ashford and me.
Three of Mr. Keystone's sons and me, the maid's daughter.
All those years, the three sons bullied and ridiculed me because I was the maid's daughter.
So, why was I back? Why did I cared to be in the same house as those three tormentors?
Because I was in Mr. Keystone's will.
He had always been kind to me, even if his sons weren't, so I could only honor his wishes. And he was like a father to me, and didn't treat me like the maid's daughter. But as soon as I could, I left to go to college. Two years ago. Meanwhile, the boys went their separate ways, too. Estranged from each other.
So why was I here having to live in the same house with his sons for a week?
I don't know, but I'm about to find out, even if it meant my old adolescent feelings for all three of them might surface again. And being in the mansion we called a house together might jog some memories of the wild nights we've had here.
It's just one week. I could survive that. Or could I?
**Heirs is the fourth book in The House Series, which is a Reverse Harem Dark College Romance recommended for age 18+ due to mature themes.
Prologue
Kaley
“Take me there,” I said to the sexy well-built officer in front of me.
“Kaley,” Sutton said, “It’s too dangerous for you to go to Keystone Manor right now.”
“If the Keystones are in danger, I’m not going to do nothing. I’m part of this, Sutton.”
Sutton looked confused at first. “Part of what, Darling?” He reached out to pull me into his arms. “Look, you may think you are part of their family after living with them for so long, but you are not part of their sordid dealings. You don’t want to be. You’re an angel, caught in their web, bending you to their will…”
“No, Sutton,” I said firmly. “I’m part of the will. A major part of it.”
Sutton shook his head. “Impossible. Why?”
“I would like to find out myself,” I said.
“As I said earlier, and now that you’ve confirmed, you may end up being more of the pawn Mr. Keystone wanted you to be.”
“Wouldn’t you want to know?” I asked.
“Hell yes,” Sutton said.
“Then take me back to the manor,” I said. “We would never know if I don’t continue on with the stipulations in Mr. Keystone’s will.”
Sutton took a sip of his coffee.
“Sutton?” I asked.
“I’m thinking,” he said.
Flashes of Seb, Ash, and Thomas hurt or worse, bloodied and near death, shot through my head. What if I was too late?
“I need to be at the manor, as part of the stipulations,” I said. “If not, then I’ll be out of the will, Sutton. Then we definitely won’t know what real role I was planned for.”
“Look, Darling,” Sutton pulled me onto his lap. “As much as I want to know, I won’t risk your life. You’re more important to me than any of that.”
I almost showed my disappointment in not getting Sutton to budge, but then I wiggled around on his lap, knowing full well what I was doing to him. “Oh Sutton, I didn’t believe you really did care for me that much.”
Sutton groaned, as I felt his hard-on growing harder as I rubbed against him with my rear. “You can feel for yourself, Darling, how much you affect me.”
“So you think I should walk away from possibly becoming the heir to Clay Keystone’s fortune and legacy?”
Sutton sucked in a breath as he tried to control himself, but he stood up, pushed me onto the breakfast table so I was on all fours, with my butt sticking out in front of him. He reached under my dress and tore off my panties.
I was so wet when he rubbed his fingers against my folds before sticking them into me. “God, you’re so ready for me,” he breathed.
“Yes, yes, I am so ready for you,” I moaned. “When you said you cared so much for me…”
“I do, Darling,” Sutton said, the tip of his hard-on positioned against my core.
“Show me,” I said.
“Much obliged,” he grunted, plunging into me, hitting my sensitive bud of nerves.
“Ohhh, Sutton,” I cried out. “Yes. Show me more!”
He kept thrusting harder and faster until I was clenching so tight around his thick throbbing dick. And his hands around my hips held me tightly, as he stilled and came so hard in me, I was vibrating from the force of it.
He collapsed on top of me as he held me on the table.
Afterwards, he kissed me and cleaned me with a warm wet towel.
“You really do love me?” I asked as he kissed my mouth.
“For well over two years, Darling,” he said. “I loved you the moment I first laid eyes on you.” He kept kissing me. “I’d do anything for you, Kaley,” he said. “Anything.”
“Anything?” I asked, looking into his eyes.
“With you looking at me like that, how can I refuse you anything?” he said, kissing me everywhere on my face including my eyelids and the tip of my nose.
“Then please allow me to finish my role in Mr. Keystone’s will. I have a feeling it has something to do with me, myself, not just the fortune.”
Sutton looked deeply into my eyes before he smiled and said, “Okay, Kaley. I will…but only if you let me keep you safe.”
“I’m supposed to live at the manor, Sutton,” I said.
Sutton said, “Damn. Then I’ll stay close by when you’re there.”
“Hopefully it’ll only be for a week, but now with this new development with Langley Enterprises…”
“Yes,” Sutton said. “That’s a problem. Especially when the Keystone sons are supposed to remain in the will to the end.” He quickly got dressed. “Baby, you’ve convinced me to do something about the Keystones now. Not that I care for any of them. But if they are needed for you to move forward with the will, I will check up on them. Let’s just hope it isn’t too late.”
Chapter 1
Seb
I didn’t expect the creeps holding Thomas, Ash, and me hostage in our own house to suddenly cut us loose from the rope bindings behind our backs.
From the looks of them, one huge bald man about seven feet tall and all muscles with a girly name like Barbie to the old man with pock marks and scars on his face, wearing a black and white suit with wide lapels screaming 70s; the creeps were something out of a mob movie.
I didn’t think people actually dressed like that, especially in the mob. But apparently, movies like the Godfather were based on real mobsters, and their sense of fashion were taken straight from the real mobsters.
“Look, kids,” the pock-mocked clown said, looking at me pointedly and then at Thomas and Ash. “I’m letting you live tonight. Count yourselves lucky. You said you will solve your father’s will in one week?” He looked over at Thomas.
Thomas said, “If everything goes well, and we are able to solve each piece of the puzzle at a quick pace. But with something like this… we probably lost a bit of time…”
“One
week and nothing more,” the old man said.
“But, like I said, we already lost a day or two,” Thomas said.
The big oaf stepped up, ready to throttle Thomas for speaking back to the Boss, when the old man said, “You will end up solving the puzzle and getting me you heirs’ inheritance?”
“Mr. Langley…” Barbie the Oaf began.
“Barbie,” the old man said murderously, “I’m conducting this meeting here. You step in only when I say to. Got it?”
“Yes, Mr. Langley. Sorry, Boss,” Barbie said.
“That’s more like it,” Mr. Langley said. He turned to Thomas again. “One week, Genius Boy. I know you’re smart like a whip. You can make up for lost time. One week and no more.”
Thomas nodded, keeping his eyes steady on Mr. Langley.
Mr. Langley turned to me and said, “In the meantime, you go and see what you can drum up from your dad’s business, like you said.” He leaned in to sneer into my face, his foul breath reeking of cabbages, sausages, and beer. I almost gagged.
“I’ll come up with something,” I said confidently.
“You’d better in case your brothers do not come through with your father’s treasure hunt,” Mr. Langley said. “In which case, I’ll kill them, and find it myself.”
I looked over at Thomas. I’ve never seen Thomas as scared as he did then. Gone was his poker face. He knew Mr. Langley meant business. He also knew there was a possibility he might not pull it off. Seeing Thomas lose his cool was scarier to me than anything.
Because being able to deliver what Mr. Langley wanted, was what was going to keep us and Kaley alive.
Chapter 2
Thomas
Not in a million years would I have thought that my dear old Dad would be tied to the mob.
It just wasn’t Dad.
Or so I thought.
But then again, Dad did make his will so cryptic that whatever he was hiding would be kept a secret until he was willing to reveal it.
What could it be?
Was it more than an inheritance?
I wished I had gotten closer to Dad over the years and made more of an effort to get involved with the family business like Seb did. Dad would have been able to trust his secrets with me instead of carrying them to the grave. But then again, Seb went to work for the family business, and Dad didn’t tell him his secrets.
Especially this one big secret – that the mob was after him and his heirs.
*****
I spent the entire night, racking my brain, while sweating bullets trying to come up with a way out of this whole mob business. Dad had taught me to remain cool under pressure. That was the lesson he instilled in me that day he questioned me about my science project when I was a kid.
He had liked my project, a model hotel built to withstand hurricanes set in the Caribbean, but he had cautioned me about the way I was flustered just by his line of questioning.
Watching the mobster Mr. Langley and his henchman Barbie worked the room, was like watching a King Cobra ready to strike. It was intense. You never know when he was going to let you have it or maybe someone you love like my brothers Seb and Ash.
But there was one thing I could count on from the way Mr. Langley handled Barbie – he liked to be in charge on every decision. Cross him, no matter how close you are, he was going to let you have it. The man had some kind of standard and decorum.
Like our father Clay Keystone.
They were almost cut from the same cloth.
I could work within that system. I knew my father and his ways. I spent a lifetime abiding by it. Now if Mr. Langley was reasonable and a man of his word, then we might get somewhere.
So far, he seemed reasonable, cutting our wrists loose and agreeing to let Seb go to work on Keystone Enterprises, while Ash and I solve the puzzles in Dad’s will.
But when he said if we can’t come through and he would kill us himself, and solve the will himself, I knew he would find out about Kaley and her important role in the will. A man as thorough as Mr. Langley would find out eventually. And more than anything in the world, bringing Kaley into this mess and getting her killed by Mr. Langley, terrified me like nothing else.
She was my heart.
She made me feel everything.
She brought out every feelings, every emotions I’ve ever felt.
Losing her would devastate me. Just the thought made me forget myself for a moment as Mr. Langley drove in his threat to us.
It was a moment Seb saw. He saw the fear in me. But then he nodded, silently telling me to man up as his face became stoic and strong. He wasn’t going to let his younger brothers down.
I took a breath to steady myself, steeling myself again when Mr. Langley looked into my eyes. I needed to be strong. I needed to show no fear.
He was watching me and observing. Was I bluffing about the puzzles in the will? Can I solve it in time?
“It wouldn’t be a problem, Mr. Langley,” I said confidently. “I already have an idea how to solve this will, and no doubt, we will get you the money my father owed you.”
“You better,” Mr. Langley said gruffly. “I can’t stand incompetence. And I do not tolerate failures.”
“We won’t fail, sir,” I said.
“Sir?” Mr. Langley started smiling.
“Yes, sir,” I said.
“That’s more like it,” he said. He looked closer at me. “Seems like you would be your father’s favorite, wouldn’t you? If so, that’ll help you find his treasure quicker than the other two.”
“I don’t know about being his favorite,” I said, “But I certainly tried to understand him the best I could.”
“Well, that’s a start,” Mr. Langley said. “A week. That’s all you get. If you don’t have my treasure for me, you’re all dead.”
“And don’t think you can get away from us,” Barbie added.
Mr. Langley glared at him, but he walked over to where Barbie was and turned around. “We’re leaving you to go at it, but we’ll be back. And we’ll be watching.”
With that, he pointed at each of us and walked out the front door like he was just done visiting.
Ash, Seb, and I watched the front door close so slowly behind him with bated breath.
When it shut, we were scrambling to get our phones.
“Any word from Kaley?” Seb asked the two of us. “I’ve got nothing from her.”
“Man, I was so worried when we couldn’t find her at the restaurant, but damn glad she didn’t come back with us too, to this!” Ash said.
“Do you think she really went off with Sutton?” Seb asked me.
“I don’t know for sure,” I said.
“Well, you were the one to see them two together… hot and heavy. Fucking!” Seb said angrily. “Does she still have the hots for him?”
The vision of a naked and wet Kaley in the showers with a hung-like-a-horse Sutton ramming into her from behind as he thrusted into her so hard, her boobs were flattened so damn sexily against the shower glass doors flashed before me. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. Her face contorted so beautifully into intense pleasure and passion.
Yes, that vision made me hard just watching her have sex, even with someone else. Kaley in the throes of passion was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.
“Let’s just say Sutton can give it to her pretty darn well,” I said.
Seb and Ash both frowned.
“So she ditched us to go with Sutton?” Seb asked. “Took the pie with the key to the puzzle’s first part with her intentionally so she can get ahead of us?”
“No, no!” Ash said, shaking his head. “Kaley wouldn’t do that. She agreed to work with me. She wouldn’t ditch me to get ahead on her own. I bet Sutton took her. Because why would she leave her purse and phone behind.”
Seb, Ash, and I looked dumbfounded. “Her phone!”
“Duh, guys!” Ash said. “That’s why she couldn’t call us.”
“Shit,” Seb said. “She probably tried, but she coul
dn’t. Sutton did take her. We have to get her back. We need to get her back.”
“What about Langley?” Ash asked.
“Screw him,” Seb said. “I’m going to find Kaley first.”
“He said he’ll be watching,” Ash said.
“Well, we still need Kaley,” I said.
“We’ll find Kaley first,” Seb said. “Her safety comes first. Then we’ll deal with Dad’s nemesis and whatever sordid secrets he had.”
“I’m beginning to think this heirs thing is more of a curse than a blessing,” Ash said.
Seb and I looked at him with a grimace.
“Depends on how we pull through this,” Seb said. “And we will.”
“That’s what being a Keystone is about,” I said, putting my arms around Ash and Seb.
“Yes,” Seb said. “Remember that, Ash. Dad wasn’t our father for nothing.”
Ash nodded. “True. Like it or not, he didn’t raise us to lose.”
“Nope,” Seb said. “And he wouldn’t entrust us with finding his treasure within the will, if he didn’t believe we couldn’t do it.”
“But with Kaley’s help,” Ash said. “Speaking of Kaley…”
“We won’t let Langley know about her,” I said. “Under no condition. She is not part of anything, but some college girl who is staying at our house. Langley shouldn’t know how much she means to us if we want to keep her safe and alive. She’s a friend who is just staying over.”
“Okay,” Ash said.
“We already can’t touch her like we want to,” I said. “That provision to not have romantic relations with her still stands. So, it’s not like we aren’t withholding ourselves already.”
“True,” Ash said.
“So… if Sutton is around her,” Seb said. “I hate to admit it, but it would make our story of her just being some friend staying over, and her romantic interest elsewhere more legit.”