Owen walked toward us slowly, his hands raised in front of him like he wanted to make it clear he wasn’t here to fight.
It didn’t matter.
“Get the f**k out of here,” Austin growled, his body already angled protectively in front of me.
“No,” Owen said. “Sasha and I need to talk.”
“No, you don’t,” Austin snapped. “She tried to reject you. She doesn’t want you.”
I tightened my grip on Austin’s arm, nails digging into his sleeve. Part of me wanted Owen dead just as badly as Austin clearly did, but I couldn’t let this turn into something worse. Not here. Not now.
“Sasha,” Owen said, looking past Austin. “Can we please just talk?”
“Hell no,” I shot back.
Austin’s control snapped a little. “You gang raped her,” he said coldly. “I know everything. Did you know she tried to kill herself aft
