Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
I wonder if she listened to our conversation.
How much did she hear?
She leans in to press a kiss onto Rivera’s cheeks, her eyes still homed in on us.
“You called for me?”
Fuck.
That sentence and the way she said it makes me rock-hard. Because it’s exactly what I told her we’d do …
We call, you come.
“I’m in the middle of a meeting,” the dean says, grinding his teeth.
“Sorry, I assumed you meant immediately when you said now,” she muses, smiling like nothing’s going on.
Like we didn’t rail her senseless just a couple of days ago.
“It’s all right,” the dean says. “I just wanted to make sure you were doing okay at school. How are your classes?”
She blinks and throws us both a look before answering, and fuck me, my heart just skipped a beat at the possibility of her spilling all the beans to her father.
She wouldn’t dare … would she?
“I’m … adjusting,” she replies. “The first months were quite boring, but now that I’ve found out where I fit in.” Her eyes narrow at me, and the weight her glare carries could make any man fall to their knees and beg for mercy. But I’m not merely any man. Not to her.
“It’s become quite the game to get ahead.”
“Hmm, don’t get yourself too worked up with grades,” he says, totally oblivious to the double meaning in her words. “Above average is good enough for the business.”
Her face contorts at that last word, and she focuses on him. “Dad, I can be a great asset to the company on my own, unlike Felix.”
I glance at Nathan, who seethes from the mere mention of his name.
The dean grips her shoulders. “Felix is doing great, as are you. Now are you still available for tonight’s dinner?”
She smiles at him, but I can’t tell if it’s an actual genuine smile or if she secretly wants to end everyone in this room.
“Sorry, I can’t tonight. I have a test tomorrow, and I forgot to study for it, so it’s gonna be an all-nighter.”
“Aw … well, I’ll move it to tomorrow then.”
Her teeth glint in the light. “Perfect. Wouldn’t want to miss a second.”
But her eyes … her eyes are all over me, as though each glare is a tiny knife cutting away at my skin. And fuck me, it almost makes me moan right there and then.
“And bring your boy … What’s his name? Jason.”
Her boy?
The mere mention of his name makes me want to cut out his heart and hand it to them on a silver platter. But if I did that, her father would definitely know I’m involved with her.
And then the Phantom Society would cease to exist.
She kisses him on the cheek again. “Of course. Love you.”
But her eyes remain on mine, almost as if she wants to say “you will never hear these words.”
But I can wait. I’ll wait as long as I have to for a girl like her.
And one day … she’ll say those words to my face while she’s on her knees, sucking me dry.
A wicked grin spreads on my lips as she walks away, leaving an air of death and destruction in her wake. “See you tonight.”
I don’t know if she said that to him … or us.
Was that a threat?
Fuck.
“Boys,” the dean says, turning to look at us. “You’re dismissed.”
We hop off our chairs like predators ready for a chase, but the second I open the door, the dean adds, “Don’t forget … no more fighting. Or I will resort to heavier punishments.”
“Yes, sir,” Nathan replies before he shuts the door behind us.
Down below, the last flicker of her black hair disappears behind the stairs, and I rush after her.
Too late.
She’s already disappeared into the crowd of people, leaving me with a roaring heart, desperate for a chase.
MILO
Forty minutes earlier
I happily chomp away at my apple, not giving a care in the world while I enjoy the shade up here in the tree. It’s such a good fucking day that nothing could ever ruin it. Especially not some messages from Kai and Nathan asking me if I’m coming along tonight.
For just a minute, I’d like to pretend we’re all just students trying to make it through college without all the serial murdering shit.
Though I have to admit, Nathan does look fucking sexy when he’s covered in blood.
My blood would be better, but still.
I take another bite of the apple, but the piece barely makes it down my throat when I spot the girl in high heels waltzing across the pavement, headed straight toward me in that short black skirt and red button-down top that barely keeps her perky tits together.
And I must say, I can never, ever fucking get used to just how good she looks in real life compared to the videos and images Kai collected.
My dick twitches in my pants, still thick and filled with unmet desires from our previous encounter. Especially after Nathan added some tickling on top to make me extra squirmy. He loves seeing me unstable and on the fucking edge.