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He knows.
He knows the way I look at him.
No wonder. My genes suck, so I don't doubt I'm red from head to toe now.
"I’m not that much younger than Morgan and you fuckedher," I find myself grumbling.
"Jesus," Dimitri half sighs, half laughs. "You're a handful, aren't you?"He gets to his feet. "I'm too old for you until you stop getting carded."
"I’m not trying to buy beer," I grumbled.
"No, you’re just trying to fuck a man who’ll wreck you."
"Morgan—" I start.
"She’s someone else’s woman." Dimitri's mouth curves up in a smile that's not that nice, though it's incredibly gorgeous. "I treat her like a lady. I wouldn’t treatyoulike one. You’re no one else’s property. I’d fuck you so hard you can’t walk for a week, long after you beg me to stop."
I open my mouth, but no words come out.
"Find a boy. Come to me after college."
College. That might as well be in a million years, and I want himnow. Now that I've admitted it, I can't stop thinking about him. Him grunting andplowing intome, not Morgan.
I want it so badly I can nearly taste it.
So I take it.
I grab his hand, tug him until he turns, and I bring my lips to his in a crushing kiss.
Fuck It Up
She isn’t the first to attempt to use me, but she’s the only one who got away with it.
I let Violet walk when she was sixteen. She should have enjoyed her win and stayed out of my way. Instead, she came back for more.
Now what am I supposed to do with the prissy princess in my domain?
I didn’t have a choice; Rothford U was the only place to give me the scholarship I needed to attend college. But being in Thorn Falls means dealing withthem. The man I thought I wanted, and the one I used as a stepping stone to get my way.
Charles is obsessed with me; Rhys wants me gone.
I won’t let either of them walk over me.
I am Violet Rothford, and this place ismylegacy.
Never mind that Rhys long ago declared himself its king.
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Chapter: Bonus
I don't understand Chase's choice, but he's my best friend, and I'd take a bullet for him. So if he wants me to stand by his side through this madness, I will.
Erica Simons is hot as fuck, for sure—easily the sexiest thing ever to walk through the doors of Riverside Academy. The wavy-haired brunette has legs for days and generous tits, all of which are currently on display in the dress that's fucking with all of our minds. Her gown is see-through from the middle of her thighs to the floor, completely backless, and dips low over her cleavage, with only a bit of lace hiding the round breasts. She's never been one for subtlety.
Unfortunately, Chase doesn't share, the selfish bastard.
I get why he'd want to fuck her; any man swinging that way would. But marry her, at his age? He's eighteen and standing at the altar, looking at his bride like she's the most beautiful thing in the universe. She isn't even knocked up—I asked.
