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He prowls around me until he’s standing behind me. He lifts my hair, sifting it through his fingers and letting it fall back down around my shoulders. “So pretty and golden.”
“Get the fuck off me,” I snap as I step out of his reach. “Turn this off now.”
“I haven’t come yet,” Kirill says lazily.
“Turn it off,” I scream.
“Christ, Duchess. Dial down the drama. You’ll give me a headache.” Dom unfurls from his seat on the sofa and walks over to me, all loose-limbed menace.
“You filmed me?” I turn to Tino, trying to ignore Dom. “That’s sick.”
Valentino shakes his head. “No, it’s not. Look how beautiful you are.”
“Fuck you. It’s a crime. Literally. You committed a criminal offense.”
They all look at one another, and then Tino and Kirill burst out laughing.
Kirill sighs. “You have killed my orgasm.” He tucks himself away. “Good one, though.” He mimics me “You committed a criminal offense. You almost sounded like an upstanding citizen then.”
“I am an upstanding citizen,” I reply, though my stomach knots. That’s a lie. I’m a killer. A murderer. If only they knew… Maybe if they did, these fuckers might treat me with a little bit more respect. For a brief, glorious moment, I teeter on the edge of telling them, but then I remember it’s Mom who will suffer if I do. So instead, I try to give them a stern look. “What are you all doing? Have you lost your minds? You’re disgusting. Perverts. Sickos.”
“Weirdos,” Dom says, taking a pace toward me.
“Troublemakers,” Tino adds and steps nearer too.
“Freaks,” Kirill says and pushes off the sofa, heading toward me.
“Devils,” Dom whispers.
I shiver and belatedly realize something. These men aren’t normal students. They aren’t good guys. Or even slightly bad guys pretending to be good. They’re flat-out psychopaths, and I’m alone in a room with all three of them.
I edge back toward the door, though I’m conscious that Valentino blocks the way.
“Are you going to run?” Kirill asks me.
The way he asks that question makes me want to throw up. So casually interested as if I’m a science experiment.
“What if I am?” I try to keep my voice from shaking.
“We’d like that,” Tino says. “We like to chase pretty things.”
Oh, God, are they going to kill me?
I recall the words of the boy in the hallway—they like to break their toys.
“You’re all sick.”
I feel like throwing what I did at them as a threat—I killed the last man who fucked with me. Do they want to end up the same way? But that had been an accident, hadn’t it? Could I do it again?
“You’ve already pointed that out, Duchess.” Tino sifts my hair through his fingers again. “Didn’t you like your party? We enjoyed watching you, knowing that after you’d see our gift.”
I jerk away. “That’s irrelevant right now.”
“Didn’t you like your birthday present?”
My jaw drops. Is he serious? “Oh, you mean the porn film you made of me without my permission and are now showing your friends? No, I didn’t like it. Not one bit.”
“But you look so hot in it, Duchess.” He looks at Dom. “Doesn’t she, Dom?”
