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“The sex is to die for,” I confess. “But fuck. I couldn’t even satisfy him! He just did so damn good. I haven’t seen him in so long. He left abruptly… not knowing his family set him up basically.”
“Your families don’t like one another?”
“It doesn’t look that way on the forefront, but we’re supposed to be enemies. My parents, particularly my dad, doesn’t care. At least, he’s never given me the impression that he’s cared about the family feud. I think my mother was more antsy about it, but I guess when she lost her Gilded Merger status… well, competition was the least of her worries.
“His dad, however, seems to be the one who hates my guts and set him up to attend N.M.U. without his consent. He hadn’t been summoned to attend for three years, so I wouldn’t be surprised if his dad struck a deal and said, ‘You won’t embarrass me, boy’ and forced him to the gates.”
“That’s disgusting.” Blair isn’t pleased in the slightest. “If I was forced, dragged, and humiliated by being dumped at the gates of N.M.U. to enter a space where I could die at any moment, I’d survive, only to stay right in my place in the school curriculum.”
“That’s exactly what I think he did,” I admit. “But… deep down, I think he’s been waiting for me.”
“For you to attend?” Blair’s eyes widen with admiration. “Ophelia, that’s beyond sweet. What man would defy his family legacy and act like an idiot just so he can stay behind and wait for his woman?”
“Guess it’s romantic,” I conclude. “Now, I’m not sure what I’m gonna do with Professor North and Professor Blackbird. I also have to figure out what Professor D’Angelo wants. I guess I should be grateful he didn’t catch the two fucking… which reminds me! I need my book!”
Blair’s just staring at me as if I lost my mind.
“Oh. Maybe I should explain what happened when you took a nap.”
“That would be generous.” She points to the black counter near the door. “I think that’s yours, though. Noticed it when I woke up to your lovey-dovey antics and went to soundproof our suite.”
“What is it?” I pop a bacon strip into my mouth and slide off my stool to walk over to the counter storage for shoes, keys, and other ‘out the door’ knick-knacks.
Before taking my final steps, I realize what it is.
“No fucking way!” I hiss and pick up the book, confirming it is Lyrica from the library with a sticky note on the front cover. “‘You held your end of the bargain, and we’ll make sure we hold ours. Have an enjoyable night.’ Oh, fucking shadows. There are two signatures.” I spin around to give Blair a look of horror.
“Meaning ‘they,’ as in Professor North and Professor Blackbird, both came by to drop off the book,” Blair summarizes.
“Meaning they heard me screaming for mercy, legs up in the air, getting my pussy pounded like a wild drum by one of their potential students!” I gasp in horror.
“Oh,” Blair slowly bobs her head. “So, he’s dead.”
“No! Blair, don’t manifest that,” I groan. “They wouldn’t kill him, right?”
The way she stares back at me makes me fear for Asher’s well-being.
Heck, his life is on the line.
“Nothing else on the sticky note?” Blair wonders. “Did you check the back?”
“Um…” I gently tug it off so it won’t leave any residue on the book’s cover. “Oh. ‘P.S. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure Orpheus doesn’t kill your boy toy… for now. You owe me, though,’” I read out loud.
“Splendid! He’ll survive a day,” Blair cheers.
“Blair! This is worse! Now I owe Professor Blackbird!”
“Now, are you going to explain exactly what went down because, from the gist of the initial conversation, it felt as if they owe you because you caught them fucking?”
“Ah, right. Ugh. Let me start from the beginning, but don’t tell anyone you don’t trust.”
“I won’t tell anyone, period, seeing as you’re my only friend.” She laughs. “Besides, my mom set me up for failure in the friend department, anyway.”
“Huh. What do you mean?”
“I went to the dinner hall this morning to get us breakfast, which is why the kitchen is thankfully in one piece. Everyone and their besties were whispering cruel things the moment they saw me. I don’t even know anyone there, but I guess everyone knows me.” She laughs, but it’s an eerie sound in comparison to her usual whimsical laughter.
“Hold on. Why? They shouldn’t even know you. What were they whispering?”
