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Her brow furrows. “It’s a little odd. Why did he hit you?”
“Because he’s an asshole,” I mutter.
At that moment, Principal Byrne walks into the classroom.
Natalya chuckles softly. “Tell me about it later.” She opens her book to page eighty-five, which must be where they’re at in this class. The chapter is titledforensic science.
A shudder races down my spine as I realize this class teaches these students how to evade the law, remaining on the wrong side of it without getting caught.
Principal Byrne keeps his eyes off of me. Even so, I feel my cheeks heat in his presence, thinking about how I spoke to him. I’m not sure what got into me, but it happens whenever I’m with him. The desire to push against his authority and annoy him.
The way he touched me was nothing short of erotic, even if it was with a ruler. No teacher should treat a student that way, but this isn’t like a normal school.
He spins and writes murder on the board. “Can anyone tell me how you avoid being charged with murder?”
Natalya’s hand shoots up.
“Natalya,” he says.
She draws in a deep breath. “The most important thing is to ensure you leave no traces of DNA at the scene.”
“Exactly.” He claps his hands as his eyes land on me. “Eva, how do we ensure that?”
My brow furrows. “I’m sorry, sir, I’m new to this, so I’m not exactly sure.”
“You should have caught up while you were hospitalized.” His nostrils flare. “And what did I tell you to call me?”
I swallow hard. “I assumed that was during discipline class.”
“You assumed wrong.” He folds his huge, muscled arms over his chest. “Everything you learn in that class, I expect you to bring to all of our classes together.”
I nod in response. “Okay.”
His eyes narrow. “Okay, what?”
Natalya shifts next to me as if she’s uncomfortable on my behalf.
“Okay, Oak,” I grit out, digging my nails into my stinging palms.
Many whispers break out when I address our teacher by his first name, but the asshole smirks. “Good, now Natalya, tell me the answer.”
Natalya gives me an apologetic glance before saying, “Always wear gloves, shoe covers, and ideally something over your hair to avoid any coming lose at the scene.”
Oak nods. “Correct.” His piercing eyes meet mine for a moment.
I glare at him as hatred stirs inside of me. This man is a complete and utter asshole. He may be beautiful, but he’s rotten to the core. There was no world in which his beating was necessary, yet he did it anyway.
Sick son of a bitch.
I squeeze my thighs together as he looks away.
The sickest part of it all is that his punishment made me so damn wet. For a brief, delusional time, I wanted him to pull my thong down, shove his cock inside me, and take my virginity. It’s all I could think of, and even now, two hours later, I’m still desperate for release.
I’ve still got one more class, and then I’m going to disappear into my room for a very long, hotshower.
* * *
“What class do you have next?”I ask as we meander down the hallway, finally escaping Byrne for the day.
