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That money is my ticket away from the power-hungry monster my mother married. Of course he found a way to hold it over my head. Now, if I don’t do what he wants, I’ll never see the cash my father worked so hard for me to have. Until I can figure out a way to deal with Kammes, that is. I refuse to stay like this forever.
“I’m not trying to force you, son,” he says.
“Don’t call me that,” I snap.
John sighs. “Why don’t you step into my office for a moment? I have something I think you’ll want to see.”
The last thing I want to do is spend more time with him, but if it’ll get him off my back, then I’ll do it. I can avoid Athelia on campus and see her in private elsewhere if that’s what I have to do. There’s a connection between us that I can’t ignore. It’s only been two weeks, and she’s already taken over most of my thoughts.
Once I’m inside John’s office, he closes his door and pulls out his phone. “I know we’ve never really discussed this with you, but you’re aware that your mother and I have an open marriage, correct?”
I nod. “What does that have to do with anything?”
“Because of Athelia.”
“What? I don’t underst—” But it clicks in an instant. Why wouldn’t it? I’ve been here before. “You’re fucking kidding me.”
“Look, some women just like older men. It’s—”
“You’re lying to me,” I snarl. “You just can’t stand that I found one thing—one girl—who made me fucking feel something. I swear to god, John, you—”
He angles his phone toward me, and the insult I was winding up for dies on my tongue. My stomach drops at the video playing in front of me. Athelia is on her knees in John’s on-campus office, and she’s enthusiastically sucking him off while staring up at the camera with those big, beautiful brown eyes of hers.
“That’s it, Athelia,” John says in the video. “Take my cock deeper.”
“Fuck.” I’ve seen enough, so I turn away.
“She manipulated you,” John says softly. He places a hand on my shoulder in a comforting gesture, but it just sends a wave ofdisgust through me. “She used you to get to me. I’m sorry, Wesley. I didn’t put the pieces together until I saw you with her today.”
I shove him off, too disgusted to even look at him. Without another word, I storm out of his office and up to my room. He calls after me, but I ignore him.
Who the fuck does Athelia think she is? I recognize the dress that was shoved around her waist in the video. She was wearing it the other day. But today, she was flirting with me and the guys. Even let me kiss her before she had to run off to class.
We told her she’s ours, and she knew we meant it. Yet she went and seduced Kammes. My fucking stepfather of all people.
I pull out my phone and text the guys.
Athelia won’t get away with this. I’m not a stepping stone to be used to get to Kammes.
You’ll regret what you’ve done, Athelia Harper. Mark my words.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Athelia
Senior year, Professor Kammes’s home office
The knock on the office door still startles me even though I know it’s coming. Professor Kammes isn’t sure who it is, but he told me he has an idea.
The asshole doesn’t clue me in, though.
After hearing the front door close, I had just enough time to pull myself together. It looks like a normal meeting, except for the fact that it’s on a Sunday and I’m in his home.
“Come in,” Professor Kammes calls.
We’re both sitting at his desk now. He’s on one side, and I’m on the other, fully dressed with my hair over my shoulder to cover Cal’s hickey and any forming bruises from Professor Kammes strangling me.
The door opens, and I have to turn to see who it is, half expecting his wife. I almost choke on my next breath as Wes strides in, tossing an apple up in the air before catching it. He doesn’t even look surprised to see me sitting in Professor Kammes’s office.
