I lowered my eyes, wondering if that was even possible. How could I throw out the Kings and disrupt their rule? Regardless of my unease, I had to convince Schmidt that I could do this.
“Alright, but I need you to prove that you’re serious about this. I don’t want to be played,” I warned him.
Schmidt looked unsure at first, but he eventually sighed and pulled open a small drawer hidden in the underside of his desk. He pulled out a safety deposit key and slid it across the desk toward me without a word.
I took the key, peering at it with a perplexed look on my face.
“What is it for?” I asked him.
“For a vault in Switzerland,” He told me. “A good amount of the Stormcloud fortune is hiding out there. And I’m trusting you with it. Is that enough to convince you?”
I nearly scowled, wishing that he made this easier for me. Nothing felt simple right now, but at least I had a key of some importance. I didn’t want Schmidt’s money, I wanted information, but I knew how much this fortune meant to him and how far he would go to protect it.
“Thank you,” I muttered, dropping the key into my pocket.
“If that’s all, you can shut the door on the way out,” Schmidt told me as he opened up a file of paperwork to focus on.
I remained quiet as I rose from the seat, tucking the key into my pocket. I couldn’t lose a possible resource. I was scrounging around enough as it was, but I believed that I was getting closer and closer to the truth. Once I found it, things would change for me.
Or so I hoped.
CHAPTER 18
SOL
With a long exhale, I pushed the heavy barbell above my chest, holding the rep for a few seconds before lowering slowly. I dug my heels into the gym floor, resting back against the workout bench as I did my strength training in the empty room. It was just me and the workout equipment, but I preferred that.
Lately, solitude felt safer than being around other people. Who could I actually trust? Who was a spy for Arvo? It was better to be on my own; I could at least trust myself. The only person who might be an exception was Biba.
No matter what I did, she lingered in my mind. I missed being around her, feeling her body against mine and seeing her warm smile. The thought of her helped me get through all these rough days. It was ironic that my father had hated her father so much, leaving so much chaos and destruction in his hate-fueled path.
I couldn’t follow in his footsteps, and I didn’t want to either. My feelings for Biba were too deep, too intense. I couldn’t just not care for her any longer, and I wasn’t going to go against my own feelings for my father’s crazed plan. I had to lead my own life.
So, maybe I could flip the script. Instead of working against a Quinn, maybe I could work with one instead, to ensure Stormcloud’s protection. We could enforce peace instead of furthering the chaos that had taken hold of the academy. Perhaps, it was a long shot, but I would rather try something than sit on the side-lines until I was taken out of the equation.
Together, I believed that Biba and I could make a difference. We were a good team, and I knew our partnership was meant to be. I would treat her better than Zephyr or Arvo, and I hoped she eventually realized that.
If only I could see her right now. I set the barbell down, but I didn’t sit up. Instead, I closed my eyes as I let out a slow breath, the thought of Biba filling my mind. I saw her asleep in her bed, laying on her stomach, naked. She writhed a little, her lips parting in a soft moan. She was obviously in the middle of a sex dream.
“Oh… Sol,” she purred in her sleep. Her thighs rubbed together wantonly.
My cock throbbed at the sound of her moan. Like I was in a trance, I walked toward her, admiring the delicious arch of her body. My eyes shifted down as her legs parted, exposing the wetness already glistening on her inner thighs. I could taste how sweet she was on my tongue, and I wanted to delve my tongue inside of her right then and there.
Stripping my clothes off, I crawled onto the bed, pressing my hard cock against the curve of her ass as she pushed it up toward me. A faint groan left me when she reached behind her to guide the head of my cock between her folds. I didn’t hesitate, pushing into her warmth and having to force myself not to pound into her.