Page 52 of Sinful Lessons


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Nat nods and continues to eat, but I sense she doesn’t quite believe me.

Adrianna gets up. “I’m going back to my dorm room as I’m tired and I’ve got a free period.”

I’m thankful that she hasn’t mentioned swimming, as there’s no way in hell I can get in to a swimsuit for quite a while, not after the wounds Professor Nitkin inflicted on me just this afternoon.

Eva sighs. “Lucky for some. We’ve all got law next.”

I’m thankful that we have law class with Principal Byrne next, as I don’t want to see Gavril again today.

Hell, I’m going to avoid him as much as possible.

Clearly, after his warning, he has no intention of letting me get away so easily, but it can’t be that hard to avoid him.

The academy is big enough and as long as I remain on my best behavior, there will be no reason for me to cross paths with him alone again.

I can’t understand why that thought makes my chest ache. Perhaps because, deep down, I want to cross paths with him again. I want to delve into depravity with a man who is clearly unhinged. That thought alone scares me more than anything.

18

GAVRIL

Igrind my teeth together as Camilla walks into the classroom without a glance in my direction. The blood lust she ignited in me can’t be quelled and yet she’s given me the cold shoulder ever since we fucked.

I thought it was supposed to be the virgin that gets hooked on the person who takes it after the first fuck, not the other way around. Clearing my throat, I force my attention away from the bane of my existence and get out the textbook for the anatomy class. It’s been an entire week since we took things too far and then she ran, too scared to face the truth.

That she’s as fucked up as me.

I tried to make it clear to her she will not be able to run from this that easily in the cafeteria the very evening after I claimed her virginity, but she clearly hasn’t taken me seriously. Since then, I haven’t had the opportunity to get her alone.

I showed her my true colors and what makes me tick and the fact is she loved every damn second of it until the endorphins wore off. And then she took one look at me with her blood smeared over my skin and ran like a scared rabbit running from a wolf who wants to tear its head off. She fled after I cut her skin, running from a crazed, blood starved beast that wanted to devour her. There’s a part of me that wanted to take things further, leaving her broken beyond repair.

I stand up as the bell rings and the last of the students take their seats, trying not to focus too heavily on Camilla, as she won’t even look me in the eye since that day. It’s driving me crazy as all I can think about is Camilla and how perfect our fuck session was in the basement. I want a repeat, but after her freak out, I’m pretty confident that will never happen.

Ignoring my internal monologue, I draw in a deep breath and focus on the task at hand. I still need to teach, even if I can hardly focus on anything but her anymore, especially when she’s sitting a few feet away at the front of the classroom.

“Who can tell me what the function of the kidney is?” I ask, trying to focus on the class I’m supposed to be teaching and not the student who has been avoiding me like the plague.

Natalya puts her hand up.

“Yes, Gurin?”

“The kidney functions as a filter essentially, removing any waste of toxic substances from the body.” She shrugs. “But it also works in reverse, returning vital substances into the bloodstream.”

“Correct. And what happens if someone’s kidneys are damaged or removed?”

Natalya’s hand shoots up again.

I clench my jaw. “Gurin?”

“If both kidneys are damaged or removed, it will cause death. As the body can no longer remove the toxins, which will ultimately lead to other organs being damaged. However, they can survive if given dialysis, but it’s difficult enough with only one functioning kidney. If both are damaged, it’s likely the patient will die pretty quickly.”

“Correct,” I say, my eyes moving toward Camilla, who is avoiding looking at me like the plague. “Now, I want you to write an essay on which organ you feel is the easiest target in a fight and how you would go about stopping it function. Whether it be via poison, knife attack or any other means you can think of.” I glance around the room. “Pick the most vital organ with the quickest and most effective way to destroy it and kill your opponent.”

A few of the pupils grumble, as they always do when an essay is assigned. But I don’t have the patience to stand at the front of the classroom and continue talking the entire time about organs, when Camilla Morrone won’t even look at me.

I knew it was a mistake to get involved with someone so innocent, even though I knew she was a masochist. It takes a certain type of masochist to get on board with my level of depravity. And I let my blood lust take control, scaring her away from me for good.

I should be glad. After all, once I’ve had a woman, I rarely want a repeat of the event, but with Camilla, it’s all I’ve been able to think of. Deep down I know it’s because even though Camilla was a virgin and completely unaware of her proclivity for pain, I’ve never been with a woman so in rhythm with me.

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