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I don’t last long. I can’t.
When he wraps a hand around my throat and squeezes, I come hard. I bite Aiden’s shoulder to muffle the hoarse scream.
Aiden grunts against my neck, sucking on the skin, as he spills inside me.
We’re locked around each other against the washroom’s wall. Our breaths come in and out in a frenzy and the air mingles with the scent of us.
I can’t believe I just had sex in a public place.
I smile, a genuine happy smile.
I never felt so alive.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Weeks pass and with each passing day, I wander deeper into Aiden’s maze.
It’s not bad. It’s just... surreal.
Everyone has demons. Aiden’s are just darker and meaner.
It takes a lot to get used to his mindfuckery and manipulative streak. It takes a lot to see past the façade and into his true image.
For one, Aiden is the jealous type. When we sit for lunch, his teammates try to keep all contact to a minimum. All except for the three horsemen — especially Xander. I swear he doesn’t have any sense of self-preservation.
The three of them are actually fun to hang out with. They’re the only people around Aiden who aren’t scared of him and who don’t bow down to his royal decrees like the rest of RES.
Aiden carries my books as we get out of the library. A few students stop and murmur about us in the hallway, but I’m starting to get used to the attention.
His phone vibrates and since he has his hands filled with books, I sigh and retrieve it from his back pocket for him. “I can carry my own books, you know.”
He arches a teasing eyebrow. “If you do, you won’t touch me inappropriately at school like now.”
“Stop it.” I remove my hand from his trousers with heated cheeks. It’s a jab at me because last week after practice, I snuck with him to a dark corner near the locker rooms. At that time, I only meant to kiss him. That kiss ended up with me against the wall and him pounding inside me and muffling my screams with a hand to my mouth.
My body tingles in remembrance. There’s something about having sex with him. It’s never enough.
His lips quirk in that infuriating smile. “What? You’re thinking about it.”
I shake my head and my eyes fall on the screen of his phone. What the…?
It’s locked but since it’s a text, I’m able to see it.
Jaxon: Thanks for the tickets, son. Go, Gunners.
It can be a different Jaxon who also loves Arsenal and is thanking Aiden for the tickets.
But it’s very unlikely.
I stop at the corner of the hallway and thrust the phone in Aiden’s face. “Since when are you communicating with Uncle behind my back?”
“You make it sound like some sort of a conspiracy.”
“Are you telling me it isn’t?”
“It isn’t. He loves Arsenal, and I have backstage tickets.”
I narrow my eyes. “Stop trying to take my family away.”
