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Fear numbs my mind, and my eyes go wide.
He took control of me with fear the moment I stepped inside this room, so it never even occurred to me…
“Where… where is Professor DeMarco?”
He shrugs but it feels like a lie.
Panic grips me. “Silvan… Silvan, where…?” My voice shakes, but I don’t even know what to ask.
My god, he didn’t hurt him, did he?
I can’t breathe.
“Silvan, he—he didn’t do anything. Please tell me you didn’t…”
It shouldn’t even be in the realm of possibility he might have hurt him, but Silvan isnotnormal. He doesn’t operate in the realm of normal expectations.
I just don’t know how far he would take it.
He might be torturing me on purpose because he’s jealous, and I made him mad, but surely, he didn’t really do anything to him.
Maybe he’s just trying to scare me. To punish me. Silvan is very manipulative with words. He keeps a clear head and uses his words carefully while my mind blanks with fear, and I can’t think straight. He’s probably just fucking with me and trying to scare me. That’s all it is.
I still feel sick.
I don’t know what’s real and what was Silvan.
Maybe none of it’s real.
I play it all back, and when the girl handed me that note, she said she was told to give me the letter. She didn’t say Professor DeMarco told her to give it to me.
Maybe this was all a trap.
“Is this even his house?” I whisper.
Silvan smiles, but it’s not a nice smile. “Oh, yes. This is his house.” He keeps one hand around my throat but brings the other up to grip my jaw, turning my face and making me look at the bed. “And thatishis bed. But he is not the one who will fuck you in it.”
My heart stops.
Fear claws at my insides.
“Silvan, no,” I whisper.
He leans close and kisses the corner of my mouth, still holding me in place. “You wanted to give it up to a manipulative bastard tonight, Sophie. Who am I to stop you?”
“No…”
“It’s ironic how he was asking if you understood misattribution of arousal, isn’t it? When he uses his authority over you to make you nervous, to get you all hot and bothered so you think you might be into him. He was practically rubbing your fucking face in it even as he was using it to fuck you. I’ve gotta tell you, Soph, I think he’s a fucking asshole. I’m not impressed.”
“I wasn’t going to—”
“Don’t bother denying it, beautiful.” He lets go of my throat so he can unbutton my skirt.
I squeeze my eyes shut and swallow. “Silvan, please…”
“It’s all right. I’ll let you make it up to me.”
I open my eyes. I know it’s a risk even letting on that I care when he’s being so unreasonable, but I have to know. “Please tell me you haven’t done anything to him.”
