Page 67 of Heartless Beloved


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“Probably,” I huff.

I take a deep breath as I close my eyes. Alex really is as sweet as sugar, or cupcake wouldn’t have been the first nickname that came to mind when I talked to her. The issue is that I turn anything sweet into poison.

“I haven’t been doing what Emma wants,” I admit.

“What like…” I sense her hesitating, deciding to keep my eyes closed so I don’t see the disappointment on her face. “Like you’re falling for her or something?”

I decide to ignore her. She can’t ask me questions I don’t have the answer to.

When I open my eyes again, Harper is looking right at me. She’s got a scheming face on.

“What is the bitch up to now,” Zara says lazily. She relaxes in her seat. “This is going to be fun, isn’t it?”

“I like Alex because she’s different.” My answer is delayed, my thoughts running a million miles a minute.

Did I just admit to liking her?

“Man, NSC always comes first. You’re about to break the fucking thing. Don’t catch feelings.”

“Stop calling her a thing,” I snap, irritated. “She’s a nice girl.”

“She lets everyone walk all over her. I can see that from here.Right now.”

My hands turn into fists when I see another sorority girl shouting at her, and one by one, they pour their drinks on her, soaking her up in alcoholic beverages. Alex’s eyes are full of tears, but I watch her throat work as she swallows them back.

“It’s initiations,” I add. “She’s not allowed to defend herself.”

“She wouldn’t if she could, it’s written all over her face.” Zara glances down at my closed fists, up at my angry eyes, and shakes her head. “Are you for real? Are you going all savior on me right now?”

“These girls are pissing me off,” I growl. “Why can’t they just leave her the fuck alone? They’re not that cruel with the other pledges.”

“Everythingpisses you off. Why can’tyouleave her the fuck alone? Focus on the fucking job. She’s not your responsibility. Seriously, what is happening to you?”

I’m about to get up and grab Alex out of there when her eyes snap to me. She wipes a hand over her face to try and rid herself of the liquid. Her eyes widen, tears shining in them. She looks back at Harper and her friends, still on her knees, and shakes her head.

Harper stands up, grips Alex by the elbow and drags her up too. She walks her a few steps toward me and turns her around until she’s facing my way. They’re close enough that I can hear them now.

“Since you and him are so close, I’m sure he won’t mind granting you that wish. Off you go, slave.”

She shoves her my way and Alex stumbles on her stilettos before balancing herself. She doesn’t look at me as she walks toward the sofa, her eyes on the wooden floor. I’m pretty sure the only thing that makes her stop is my black boots appearing in her field of vision.

All I can fucking see is the way her white shirt is turning transparent from being wet.

She scratches her throat, twisting her hands in front of her before finally pushing her delicate voice to form the words she’s been ordered to tell me.

“Um, Xi.”

My eyes go to her neck, remembering the way her skin tasted earlier. So fucking sweet. I feel my dick waking up and internally roll my eyes. It seems I’m fourteen again.

I stay silent, and so does Zara. I don’t even think Alex has noticed the girl she was jealous of earlier today is sitting right next to me. She’s too preoccupied by the order she’s been given.

“We want to come to a North Shore party tonight,” she says in what she attempts to be a confident voice. “We want to go with you.”

Zara’s mocking laugh is cut short by my forearm slamming into her stomach.

“Look at me when you’re talking to me,” I order Alex. She is just proving Zara’s whole point about her not being the kind of girl I should be with, and it’s pissing me off. She needs to grow a fucking backbone.

Her eyes flick up and she looks away a few times before finally looking into my eyes.

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