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Doing my best to ignore the glares from the girls and lascivious looks from the guys, the day finally came to an end.
Each professor provided a syllabus on assignments. While most were already completed online, and credit was carried over, there were quite a few things that needed to be completed and submitted for full credit.
After making a quick stop to my dorm room and organizing my assignments, it was off to the library for me.
At first glance, the building is much different than expected. While most university libraries are formidable, this one far surpasses the ones I have seen. The outside looks like a stone castle. The medieval-style front door tops off the effect. Inside the library is a modern wonder.
In the rear section of the building, the three floors are rounded, and the bookshelves make a radius from the center, like rays of the sun fanning out. Several areas have carpeting, while others are hardwood made from reclaimed wood.
Getting jostled as I stand gaping at the domed, stained-glass ceiling jolts me out of my stupor.
Making my way to one of the study tables scattered through the various shelves, I pull out my assignments and get to work.
An announcement is made that the library is closing in fifteen minutes. Students are asked to return books and clean up their work areas. Quickly putting the books away and packing my work into my backpack, I exit the library.
Not making it ten steps away from the door, a large body presses up against my back. Strong arms wrap around me, and a large hand covers my mouth, preventing me from calling out. A pair of hands rip my bag off my shoulder just before two sets of hands grab each of my arms.
For a brief moment, my right arm is free, and I swing out at anything possible, attempting to get free. A grunt and a muted curse reach my ears, but my victory is short-lived. My struggles are useless as whoever this is drags me behind a building. All the different hands tell me how outnumbered I am.
They push me backward against the building, my head bouncing off the unforgiving surface. Trying to rub the sore spot is useless as several pairs of hands pin me in place. Lighting back here is limited. These guys, assuming they are male, know where to take unsuspecting prey so they aren’t interrupted. My breathing has picked up as I start to panic. Trying hard to calm myself down and figure a way out becomes a priority.
“Kitten here has claws. If she doesn’t lose the attitude and temper, though, all she will gain is a sore ass,” a voice states close to my ear.
“Mphmmphm.” My voice is muffled by the hand still over my mouth, my words unintelligible.
“Callum, she doesn’t seem to like the nickname you gave her,” another voice says with a laugh.
“Enough!” the man in front of me barks out. “I am going to remove my hand from your mouth. Not that you will get any help but promise me you won’t yell or scream. We just want to talk.”
“Mphmmmphm.”
Slowly, the hand covering my mouth peels away. Adrenaline courses through my body, and my lungs rapidly fill with air. Taking a deep breath, preparing to yell my head off, his hand slams back over my mouth, causing my head to bounce off of the building, dazing me slightly. My head is spinning from the impact, making concentrating difficult.
“I warned you,” he grinds out.
Letting out a long sigh, as if he doesn’t want to scare the crap out of me, he speaks again, his voice threatening.
“Duchess, if you want to play the hard way, fine. You get to nod or shake your head while I ask questions. Do you understand?”
“Mphmmphph.”
Speaking through his teeth, in almost a hiss, he tries again.
“One more time. You will answer my questions nodding up and down for yes or side to side for no. Do. You. Understand?” he says, biting out the last bit of his questions.
Reluctantly, I slowly nod my head in the affirmative.
“Good. We don’t want you here. You will go back to your room and pack your shit. You are to be off campus first thing in the morning. Do you understand me?”
My eyebrows draw down over my eyes.
Who the fuck does this guy think he is?
I have been on campus for less than forty-eight hours. Other than professors, the dean, and a quick hello or goodbye to my roommate, which is all the interaction I have had. These guys all seem to know me, but I have no idea who they are.
“I am waiting, Duchess,” he says impatiently.
The other guys snicker as they continue to hold my arms in place. Shaking my head no, my blood pressure rises. After finally getting away from my father’s control, the last thing I am going to do is let four boys…men, dictate my actions.
