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I was too much like my father. If you asked him, I was miles ahead of where he was at my age. Give me algorithms and identity verifications any day. That stuff I could live and breathe and talk about for days.
“Come on.” Kat grabbed my hand and tugged me forward. “I bet I’m going to love that big, sexy brain of yours.”
“Sexy,” I barked. “Now that is definitely one thing I’m not.”
Her phone buzzed and at first, I didn’t know where she kept it, until her hand snuck into the side of her dress and pulled out her iPhone. “Come on, or we’re going to be late. Christ, I hate these early mornings.”
I didn’t have the heart to tell her that eight AM was a normal time, most people were already hard at work by now and the stock exchange was already buzzing.
My iPad let out ading.I lifted it and glanced at the message.
Psychology 101 - Weakness and Exploitation Techniques. Rooms 64 and 68, starting in five minutes.
Shit, if I didn’t hurry, I was going to be late on my first day of classes.
Kat let my hand drop as the main buildings came into view. “Catch you after class?”
Fear punched through me. “Wait, you mean we’re not together?”
“I have Kidnapping and Ransom Analysis, although,” she said with a scowl, “I’d much rather attendRunning your Fortune 500 Company. You?”
“Psychology.”
“Bummer.” She winced. “Maybe next time.” She glanced at the map on her phone. “Looks like I’m over here. Catch you later, gorgeous.”
“Later,” I agreed, watching her leave.
My own map pointed straight ahead, through the massive glass doors and out of the sunlight. I stepped up to the doors, but this time they didn’t open, leaving me to heave my weight against them and hurry inside.
The place was quiet,too damn quiet.A sweeping staircase was at my left, darkened hallways branched off to my right.Sixty-four…sixty-four…sixty-four.I hurried across the foyer, glancing at the signs at the entrances to the hallways, and sped down the second hallway markedRooms 60-72.
Dangerous guys.
Mafia Princes.
Finley Salvatore…he was stuck in my head as I raced past closed doors. The further I went, the darker the damn hallway became. I peered at the numbers on the door and then slammed the handle and burst in. “Sorry I’m late,” I apologized.
And was met with grunts and low, grinding moans.
My head snapped up and my gaze froze on the two people on the stainless steel table, a savagely stunning brunette and a tattooed hunk who was fucking her into next week. Her legs were splayed open, her ass squealing on the stainless table with every brutal thrust as the guy lowered his head and dug his fingers into her hips. “Fuck, you’re so wet.”
Red lips parted as her darkened eyes narrowed on me. “Oh, we have a visitor.” She grunted and licked her lips. “Come and join…I like girls.”
“I…ahhh…”I stepped backwards. “No thank you.” Jesus, I sounded so polite.
There was a look of confusion before she muttered, “Suit yourself.” Then she threw her head back and growled, “Harder, you goddamn pussy.”
I all but lunged back out the doorway and slammed it closed behind me.
“Enjoying the classes so far?”
I whipped around, finding Finley right behind me. “Fin.”
He shifted his gaze to the door behind me, where the guttural moans of heated sex filtered out. “The classes,” he repeated as he moved closer, lifting his hand to brace against the wall, leaning over to peer through the glass at the couple inside before shifting that dangerous gaze on me once more. “Did you need help finding them?”
The sounds of flesh smacking flesh rang out, only this time there were no broken bones, only moans of desire, making heat race all the way up my cheeks. “No,” I whispered.
“‘Cause I can help you, Anna.” He curled a finger under the point of my chin and lifted.
