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I was his heir. The one to take over his throne.

She panicked and nodded her head.

I let go of her head and she started to pant as if I’d actually attacked her.

“Emily doesn’t hear about this,” I said.

“I … what is this place?” she asked.

“This is hell. Either learn to play the game, Ashley, or you’re going to be just another dead body.”

I whistled as I left the library. There was no point for me to return to class, so instead, I went to the art class. I glanced through the window and saw Emily sitting to the side of one of the art boards. I caught sight of Vadik.

After opening the door, I picked up the closest chair, which happened to also have a kid sitting in it, but the force of me taking what I wanted had him falling to the floor with a thump.

“Mr. Parson,” the teacher said. “You’re not supposed to be in here.”

I ignored her and instead sat with my girl.

Emily glanced at me and sighed. “What are you doing?”

“I thought I’d come and hang out with you.” I looked at her drawing. It was of a house, with people standing in a field. “That’s great, if you’re like five years old.”

“Do not interfere with her artistic integrity!”

“Go away,” I said. “Or we might have no choice but to make it even more public about how you like to fuck parents.”

The teacher paled and scampered away.

“Really?” she asked. “That was mean.”

“Like you care.”

“I don’t care, but I also don’t need to keep being reminded that there’s another spy in my father’s camp. He’ll know about this.”

“If you want, I’ll come and make sure he knows to keep a wide berth from you.” I winked at her.

Vadik chuckled in the background.

Emily put down her pencil and turned toward me. “What is it?” she asked.

“What? Does there have to be anything? I just wanted to come and see you. Is that a crime?”

“It’s not a crime.” Her hands lay flat on her thighs. Her gaze traveled around the classroom. “People can watch.”

“Let them.”

Feeling her come on my fingers, watching her lose control, tasting her lips, it was all I could think about. One time wasn’t enough. I’d come to realize, when it came to Emily, nothing was ever enough. I wanted to fuck her so badly, all the damn time.

Not a moment went by when I didn’t want her. I craved every single part of her.

Standing up, I cupped her face, tilting her head back.

The classroom, the teacher, the students, all of it faded away until all that remained were me, Emily, and Vadik. My friends never disappeared. I always had them close to me. Never one to let them go.

“Gael,” she said. My name was a whimper on her lips, and fuck me if it wasn’t the most beautiful sound in the world. I wanted her.

I wasn’t gentle as I kissed her. Taking possession of her plump lips, I slid my tongue across her lip. She opened up to me. The moan echoed around me, filling me.

Her hands went to my waist, but I wanted her completely naked. I wanted to feel every inch of her curvy body pressed against mine, and she would be perfect. I wanted her pussy wrapped around my dick, taking every single inch of me as I fucked her hard.

Meeting her tongue, I made do with a single kiss.

Vadik cleared his throat and I knew it was a sign for me to pull away, which I did, to find most of the classroom had disappeared.

“The bell rang but you were too busy eating her face to care.”

Emily glanced over at the teacher and I saw it. The fear of what she would say.

No one made my girl scared. Not a fucking damn person.

I advanced toward the teacher, who already had a cell phone in her hand. I wrapped my fingers around her neck but this time, I didn’t go lightly. I didn’t make it an idle threat. I slammed the teacher up against the wall, cutting off her air supply. For a few seconds, I didn’t even say a word.

Emily called my name, but I didn’t hear it.

My only focus was on this woman. This slut.

I counted to ten and I let go, allowing her to get enough air inside before I squeezed again, letting her know without words who held all the power. She choked again, her nails scoring into my flesh, trying to get me to stop, but I didn’t. I was the one in control.

I waited again, only this time, I leaned in close. “You speak a single word of what you saw here to her father, and what you’ve just felt, I will make sure you feel for the rest of your life. I will make it hell. He can’t save you. I’m a Monster. It makes me more powerful than him. Your life can be handed to me just so I can have some fun, and believe me, I would love to have some fun with you. You’re nothing but a cunt. Do I make myself clear?”

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