Page 15 of Long Live the King


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“Nothing you need to worry about, love.” He says, speaking with an alluring English accent.

She puts her finger in her mouth and fake gags at him.

“Don’t call me that. Also I know twelve different ways to castrate a man. If you don’t want me to introduce you to my favorite, the Chicago Special, I’d suggest you let me go.

As they continue arguing, I turn my gaze back to the girl in my grip and take a moment to really look at her.

Her wavy black hair frames an oval face with big hazel eyes and puffy blood red lips. I run my thumb over them to see if the color is real or a lie.

“What are you doing?”

Her hands have wrapped around my wrist, but they’re no longer fighting me.

She’s tiny compared to me. Her head barely reaching my shoulder in this position, forcing her to tilt her head backwards.

My sheer size and power dwarf her.

I imagine her on her knees before me, those same small hands wrapped around my dick. That image coupled with her sudden submission have me hard as a rock.

I look down at my thumb.

Clean.

I get the sudden urge to bite her lips.

The urge to destroy her and consume her entire world.

She swallows and I feel her throat work against my hand. I tighten my grip a beat, smiling cruelly when she chokes and sputters.

She needs to know who’s in control here. Who’s going to ruin her tidy little life.

“You made a mistake making an enemy out of me.” I promise, sadistically.

“Rogue, it was an accident. It’s just a milkshake.”

I silence Nera with a glare.

They’re awfully brave defending this girl they can only have known less than a week.

Turning back to her, I ask. “Who the fuck are you?:

“I’m new. I’m one of the two scholarship students. Now, let me go before I scream.”

“Go ahead, scream for help.” I taunt darkly as I bring my mouth to her ear, my hot breath tickling the side of her face. “No one here will save you from me.”

Internally, I’m processing what she just said.

She’s the scholarship student.

Which means my father went around me for the approvals. He’s Chairman of the Board and he’s the only person who has final authority above me on the selected students.

My blood boils when I realize what he’s done.

And forher.

My vision blackens as it focuses on her.

“What do you want?” She asks, and I can’t help but notice that her voice doesn’t tremble. She’s terrified, but she’s holding it together.

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