Aiden’s left eye twitches.
Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck.
Knox needs to leave. Like right now.
“We’ll do something, okay?” I tell Knox with a dismissive tone. “Call me.”
“Sure thing, Ellie. I’ll call you later.”
Knox is the last one who leaves class. I stand in an empty classroom with a pissed off Aiden.
I’m about to say something.
The words disappear.
Aiden grabs me by the arm and slams me against the wall, placing his hand on the side of my face. “Call you? He has your fucking number?”
This side of Aiden is fearsome as shit, and I can’t help the tremors of both fear and excitement tingling down my spine.
However, I won’t let him dictate my life.
Not more than he’s already doing.
“Knox is a friend. You won’t take me away from my friends.”
“Watch me.”
“Aiden!” I clutch his biceps. “Stop it, okay? It’s just a bet.”
“And I’m telling you.” He wraps his hand around my throat, soothingly massaging my pulse point, but there’s nothing soothing about his deranged eyes. “I want the bet called off, sweetheart.”
I can give in to him.
It’s not a big deal, anyway. I’m sure Knox will understand.
But if I continue giving in to Aiden’s tyrannica
l ways, then there will be nothing left of me and my free will.
I refuse to be that girl.
I’m not Aiden’s toy. I’m his fucking equal.
I jut my chin out. “No.”
His left eye twitches. “No?”
“Yes, Aiden. No. You don’t get to tell me what to do and who to befriend.”
The poker face straps around his features so tight, it’s alarming.
I expect him to retaliate, but he releases my throat and steps back. “As you wish.”
And then he’s out of the door.
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