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She shrugs. “Aren’t I?”
Signing up to be an initiate makes her the property of the Elite but fuck the rest of them. “I had you first.”
“Then take it up with Syn or get your name added to this thing.”
“You don’t seem to care.”
Something flashes through her green eyes, but it’s gone so quick and replaced by the weird Stepford Wife smile. “Do I even have the right to care? I’m just another thing for you to own, aren’t I?”
If her brother had never killed JP, this would be playing out much differently. I knew when I found her in the security room she was different. Despite all the people I’ve fucked, she’s the only one I’ve wanted to come back to for more.
But she is Cole Reynalds’s sister.
The sister of the guy who killed my best friend’s brother.
I’ll never have the opportunity to see how this could have played out differently.
And I can’t let myself care.
“What are you doing here?” I ask her.
“Feeding the chickens,” she says, deadpan.
I fold my arms.
“Washing the maid uniform for tomorrow,” she says, gesturing to the washing machine. “Or do you mean here in general? Because that reason hasn’t changed. My brother is innocent, and I’m going to prove it.”
“He confessed.”
“And I’m a virgin.” Tori folds her arms, mirroring me.
I wish she hadn’t, because all I can focus on now is her tits.
“Anyone can say anything, but it doesn’t make it true. And there’s no evidence to prove Cole’s innocence or his guilt.”
Jesus fucking Christ, this woman is either stubborn or stupid.
“You knew Syn was a student here before you enrolled, right?” I ask her.
She nods. “I thought I would be able to do what I need to and avoid him. Honestly, I didn’t come here with the intention of hurting him.”
Raking a hand through my damp hair, I sigh. “Even if you didn’t know until you arrived here, he’s made it very clear what he thinks of your brother—and you. And yet, you’re here in the house Syn lives in, looking for evidence to what? Exonerate your brother over his brother’s death?”
Before I even know what I’m doing, I step forward, placing both of my hands on her shoulders, only my grip is gentle.
“Tori, there are parts of the initiation that can be very enjoyable and fun, despite what you have to do, but the rest, no matter how it’s dressed up, it’s hazing. You’ve not seen the tip of it yet. But you’ve signed up to do all that shit by yourself, with a whole society who hates you. And that’s before Syn starts driving. This won’t get easier, and even if I help you, it’s not going to do much.”
She looks up at me, her eyes widening as she tilts her head. “You want to help?”
Ah, fuck.
“That’s not—”
“Why?” she asks.
The sound of the washer fills the room as I stare at her. She reaches up and cups my cheek, and I sigh. “Because Syn wants to destroy you, and Syn always gets what he wants.”
“Why do you care?”
