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My stomach twisting, I started to go, but Wolf whipped me back so fast my head spun. He jerked me into the booth, then pressed his hard body against mine.
“Girls like that I fuck,” he gritted, snarling. Harsh heat moved over my face, his nostrils flaring. “They’reass, and considering they use me for the same due to my clout, I don’t feel fucking bad about that.”
My heart beat swiftly, the thuds quickened, constant.
He wet his lips. “You aren’t ass, and to everyone around me, you wouldn’t look it.”
He was trying to compliment me… I think, but he basically called me average. He did call me average, and for some reason thinking that about myself seemed different, felt different. I swallowed. “Okay.”
“In addition,” he continued, and this time his hand moved to my throat. Lengthy digits completely encased my windpipe, but this time he didn’t squeeze. “I need something I own, Fawn Greenfield. Something that bows to me, and if you haven’t noticed, that’s you as of late.”
I winced, my throat tight, but not because he had a hand around it.
I gazed around in that moment, hoping this position he had me in might draw some attention. I refused to believe this guy had as much power as he stated, and though there were others around, I noticed something rather quick.
No one was doing anything. At least to help me. In fact, the minute I locked eyes with someone, they averted theirs.
My throat jumped once more, a familiar ringing in my ears. I looked up to find Wolf’s grin, his thumb tapping my pulse point.
“I own every inch of you,” he said, my body twitching, trembling. He cast his dark shadow over me, his hard chest solid against my tight nipples. I was scared by this just as much as the ringing he’d inflicted upon my ears, the tops of them hot, surging. His digit pressed into my neck. “I own what you do, and as you can see, no one cares about that. No one cares about you. I told you. This campus is my bitch, and even the booth you’re sitting in is ours, Legacy’s. My buddy’s dad owns this restaurant chain.”
Power and influence all around.
“You’re mine, Red.” Wolf brought me to him by the neck, squeezing. “My loyal, dutiful girlfriend. She shows up when I want. She acts how I want, and she’ll be what I want.”
Basically, he wanted a slave, me. “Another bitch for you, then?”
“An equal as long as you behave.” His smile widened. “I can make this as painful or as easy as you want it to be. You act right, you’ll be off the hook this time come Christmas. I’ll leave you alone, and all will be right in the world. Just gotta be my good girl…”
I cringed at that. This fucker really believed I owed him something. I had a debt to pay, his slave for showing the world what kind of darkness lingered inside him. This wolf was completely fucked, crazy.
I grabbed his hand around my neck in that moment, my nails digging into his skin. He didn’t care, merely smiling, and it took all I had not to spit at him.
I had a feeling it’d make this all so much worse.
CHAPTERSIX
Fawn
Wolf never explained the details of his little arrangement. He said he had a class, but once again, would be in contact. I had no idea what his plans were for this, and though he said the arrangement was fake, I didn’t know how real he wanted this to look to the outside world. I didn’t know how much of his “girlfriend” I actually had to be. Did he just want the illusion of it?
Or did he want the physical too?
He seemed like the type of fucked-up bastard who, if he had his cake, he’d want to eat it too, but I wasn’t that kind of girl. I may be his girlfriend to the world—for a semester—but he wasn’t getting that part of me.
Hell fucking no.
I bided my time waiting for his next Wolfy contact. Meanwhile, I was doing my own research on a guy I should have investigated from the beginning. With as much power and influence as he and his friends seemed to have, he was right, I needed to know.
Needless to say, I found a lot.
For starters, Legacy was actually a thing. I asked around and not only did everyone on this campus know about them, but that was how the crew had been regarded in high school. There was Thatcher Reed, Wells Ambrose, Wolf himself, of course, and their other friend Dorian Prinze. I recalled Dorian from the fight that day too, and though I hadn’t seen him yet since then, his name was around just as much as the other boys’. They apparently had been friends since grade school and maybe even before. Their parents had a long history of being in each other’s lives. At least, businesswise. Many deals came up with the names Reed, Ambrose, Mallick, and Prinze, their families connected.
This campus was also littered with buildings named after all of them, so this only cemented the fact that these boys meant something to this campus. Two of them had sisters too. Thatcher’s sister, Rainbow Reed, was still in high school, but I was surprised to see Wolf had a sister.
Mostly because of what came up when I looked.
A lot of dark stuff surfaced,a lotof dark stuff, and come to find out, the two hadn’t even always been in each other’s lives. Actually, they’d reconnected their senior year in high school, twins.
