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“Maybe I do. I can make your life here easier. If I come sit with you at lunch, say hi in the corridor, then the others will start to treat you better too. Maybe not Verity, but the rest.”

“What’s the bet?” I ask.

“That your pussy is soaking. I bet you’re dripping for me, even though you don’t like me, and you’re scared of me. If I put my fingers in your panties, and you’re bone dry, I’ll be your new best friend. I’ll ensure all the other students treat you at least with respect. Must be hard only having one friend, and everyone else looking at you like trash.”

I don’t answer. I can’t take his bet. The bastard knows it, too.

When I speak, my voice comes out shaky. “Seems an odd bet. What would you get if you’re right and I was wet, which I’m not, but you’ve not asked for anything in return.”

“Your juices on my fingers would be enough for me, Duchess.”

I can’t speak. I can barely breathe.

“Not going to take the bet?” He kisses me once, hard enough to hurt. Then his thumb smudges my lipstick across my cheek. “Of course you’re not, because you’ll lose.”

He leans back in his chair. I glance down to see how hard he is. There’s a massive bulge in his jeans. God, he looks like he might be even bigger than Tino.

“You’re sick,” I snarl.

“You’re not wrong, Duchess. But what I am is someone who gets high on this.” He snaps his fingers between us. “This is heady as fuck, and you might hate it, but you can’t deny it.”

He puts his arms behind his head as he watches me, and I try not to look at how his muscles bunch. “Now, why would I go and roofie you and take away all this glorious head-fuckery?” Reaching down, he ostentatiously adjusts his massive cock and licks his lips. “When I take you, Duchess, you’ll be awake and aware of every damn moment.”

Then he gets up, snatches up his books, and shoves them in his bag as he walks out whistling under his breath.

When? When he takes me.

What does that mean?

My cheeks are hot, my nipples are hard, my pussy is wet, and my heart is pounding. God, Kirill alone is enough to make me feel as if I need to up my meds. Never mind when Dom gets involved.

These men are a disaster to my health, and I vow to avoid them all as much as I can.

Chapter 21

Mackenzie

“You’ve been avoiding me.”

I jump and turn around to see Tino lounging against the doorframe.

I had to leave the library to repair the makeup Kirill destroyed, and the nearest bathroom had seemed to be the best place. Now I’m not so sure.

“You can’t be in here,” I hiss. “This is the ladies’ restroom. Get out.”

What’s with these men and not respecting any boundaries?

He closes the door then drags the heavy metal trash can in front of it. As he steps forward, I step back.

My lipstick drops from my hand and clatters into the sink. I fumble to pick it up. “Seriously, Tino, get out.”

“You’ve changed your tune. You were all needy for my attention only a few days ago.”

“Yeah, well, things change.”

He cocks his head to one side. “What changed, Kenzie?”

“Don’t call me that.”

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