Immediately feeling on edge, my inquisitive brain comes up with a million things I’m almost afraid to ask.
“What does that mean? Did you know I’d be abducted or something? Why are you making it sound like you had something to do with everything that happened? Cecelia, what aren’t you telling me?”
She shakes her head at me, looking at the floor. When she looks up, her eyes are watery but there’s a terrifying glint to them, like she’s out for blood.
“No, I didn’t have anything to do with your kidnapping but I think I found out who did. I did know it was a possibility and I did everything in my power to keep it from happening. We were on the move constantly, I learned how to fight, I barely let you out of my sight, except to sleep. And even most nights, I’d end up sleeping on the floor next to your bed. Even that wasn’t enough to keep you safe..” She looks like she’s lost in her thoughts, lost back to that time.
“Anyway, don’t worry, I’m figuring things out. I’ll handle it. Those responsible will pay. Just watch your back at school, okay?”
“Am I supposed to know what that even means? You’re being so vague. Watch my back at school? People are going to pay? Seriously? That’s all you’re going to give me?” I say, trying not to let myself get too angry.
“Just call me if you need anything, okay? I’ll explain everything as soon as your grandpa gets here.”
Well, fuck. So much for living an easy life for a while. It was nice while it lasted, I guess.
Chapter Ten
Quinn
The school day went by with me in a bit of a haze. Even SB couldn’t keep my attention. Thank god she’ll let me copy her notes from class. I kept thinking back to breakfast and what Cecelia said.Those responsible will pay. Just watch your back at school, okay?What does school have to do with anything? Am I at risk to be taken again?
Pfft, I’d love to see someone try. I’m a little bigger, smarter and more willing to fight now than I was when I was three. But wasn’t it my crackwhore fake ma? Why does this all revolve around when my grandpa comes home? Ugh, this is getting annoying. Every question answered leads to twenty more questions. Everything is so damn vague and ominous. I hope when good ol’ gramps gets here, everything gets cleared up because I really need to focus-
Slam!
My whole body gets shoved against the lockers by someone twice my size.
“Ughh.. fuck, that hur-”
My lips suddenly get devoured by the fullest lips known to mankind. My attacker is demanding and deliberate in their attempt to use their tongue to pry my own mouth open. All of my senses feel overwhelmed, but in a good way, and it catches me off guard. He pushes his knee between my legs as he grabs for my wrists in an attempt to hold me down. What should have me pissed off and pushing this random away from me, is actually turning me on.
My body momentarily responds to the masculine scent of sweat, and the most amazing citrusy scent with an undertone of vanilla and I find myself giving in for just a moment with one swipe of my own tongue before getting a grip and pushing him off of me. My body pulsing with a need I’ve never known. I feel my panties soak instantly, the silk instantly adding another sensation to set my body on fire. I silently curse these stupid required uniform skirts as I worry, I’ve left a wet spot on someone’s leg.
Looking up into the ruthless green eyes that overwhelm me at the best of times, I go to slap him but he catches my arm.
“Ah, ah, ah. You won’t be the one catching anyone off guard today. No, today it’s my turn.” He says in his low timbered voice, it caresses me softly with the heat of his breath on my lips.
“The fuck do you want? And what the hell was that kiss, you hate me. I’m trash... Remember?”
“Oh, beautiful girl, I got some news today. It turns out I had things all wrong. I may have finally found my queen.” His grumbly voice rumbles through me and I have to fight myself not to melt into his body, it feels so damn good. I just have to hold onto my anger. What is wrong with me?
“I wasn’t kidding when I said I’d be watching you. I just didn’t expect to have gotten things so wrong. I’ve never hated you though. You were right when you called me out for being threatened by you. This is my school and I didn’t want to lose it to an outsider but now I see how much stronger we can be together. I’ve wanted to touch this delectable body since I first laid eyes on you and I know you can feel it too. Your body says it all for you. You need me like I need you. I’ll only let you fight the feeling for so long Alessandra.” He thrusts himself into the apex of my thighs and I fight to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. I’m not some weak ass bitch.
“Ugh, FUCK. OFF,Your Majesty.” I sneer.
“I’ll have you sooner or later my queen. You were always meant to be mine. I just didn’t know it. You are mine. Mine to have and mine to share. Like I said, I’ll only give you so much time to deny your feelings. Get ready, beautiful because we are happening.”
He backs up with a wicked smile that just about drops me to my knees.
“See you at fight club.”
Fuck my whole life.
* * *
“So,I heard you’re finally on the table for us to play with, my feisty queen.”
Noah circles me, assessing me and calculating my next move before he swipes my legs out from under me and I fall hard onto the mat. He takes advantage and drops between my legs with my arms pinned above my head.