Page 52 of The Initiation


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She doesn’t respond. Instead, she sets off towards the church.

It’s cold out, so I’m wearing a sweater. Until tonight, I wasn’t sure I’d ever forgive Royal for choosing to play for the basketball team since that meant wearing this horrific outfit, but I think he’s just earned that forgiveness.

“Cold?” I’m making no effort to hide the fact that I’m staring at her nipples. “Or is the cold air on your cunt turning you on?”

Her knuckles whiten as she tightens her grip on the steering wheel.

The next couple of hours are going to drag.

“Your job this evening is to serve the basketball team. I don’t want to hear a single complaint from them, or you will be punished. I do not want their glasses to get empty. If they ask you to shake your pom poms…” I sigh and feign looking around. “Well, you didn’t bring them, so you’d better shake something else instead.”

“And if they ask me to bend over, I do that, right?” she asks.

The word that comes out of my mouth is the exact opposite of what I should say: “No.”

Before I have the time to wonder if I drank a little more whiskey than I realized, she glances at me, arching an eyebrow.

“You are an initiate. The only people you bend over for is a member of the Elite, which means, unfortunately for you, you won’t be earning any money, nor will you be getting a single orgasm.”

We arrive at the church, and she parks in our assigned spot. The doors are open, and music and drunk students are spilling out into the night, but I don’t miss her muttered comment.

“Bold of you to assume I think I’d ever get off with any one of the Elite.”

Before she can stand, I yank her into my lap, quickly hooking my legs around hers to force them apart.

She squeals, attracting the attention of a few of the party goers outside. Her hands grip my arm wrapped around her waist, trying to pry me off. She squeezes her legs against mine, like she’s trying to close them, but her exposed pussy is hidden behind the golfcart.

“Wiggle any more, and everyone will see your exposed cunt. Or is that what you want?” I mutter in her ear.

Instantly, she stops moving.

“You do surprise me,” I say, without sounding the slightest bit surprised. I release one arm, but only so I can push it under her skirt and between her legs. Her body jerks against me as I run my finger along her, over her clit. “I think I’d have you coming in seconds to this little audience in front of us.”

She clutches me so hard that I can feel her nails through my sleeve. “Syn…”

Lazily, I start rubbing her clit, and she starts squirming against me.

Fuck.

“Put on a show, and I’m sure you’ll earn a couple thousand. They might only be students, but they’re a richer than your usual clientele.”

All at once, she stops, her grip on me loosening as she tries to turn to face me. Although her cheeks are clearly flushed, her eyes are narrowed. “A woman who likes sex and enjoys sex does not make her a whore, Syn. I’ve only slept with five people in my entire life, and three of them are you, Royal, and Gemini,” she hisses. “And maybe you did make me come, but then again, that could have been because of Royal or Gemini. Or the fucking drugs you had me take. Or maybe it was just the fact that I was imagining it wasn’t you, because the only reason I’m letting you touch me is because of your stupid contract.”

While I’m trying to fight my anger long enough to respond, she manages to extract herself from me and get out of the golf cart.

I step out and grab her arm before she can walk away, forcing her to stop and face me. “Don’t delude yourself, Victoria. You’re desperate. Desperate for money. You’ve been in my house for long enough to know the truth you’re looking for doesn’t exist. It never did. And yet you’re still here. Why would you stay if you weren’t after me and my money?”

“Delusional?” she says, her eyes going wide. “Go look in a mirror, Synclair. You say you hate me because of my brother, and yet the first thing you did was stick your dick in me the moment you had the chance. You could have had anyone—everyone—in your stupid society do that instead of you, but you didn’t.”

My grip on her arm tightens. “Only a whore would want everyone to fuck her.”

There’s a crazed look in her eyes as she just laughs. “It’s been driving me insane, trying to understand why the hell you’re so set in your stupid belief about Cole and JP, but it’s not that you’re trying to hide anything. You’re either just an idiot, or deaf. Or maybe both. But you’ve not listened to anything I’ve just said anyway.”

Her laughter has anger churning up my insides.

I want to hurt her.

I want her to suffer.

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