Camilla returns to her seat. “What did I miss?”
“Not a lot,” Adrianna says, winking at me when Camilla isn’t looking. “How is the pizza Camilla? I kind of wish I got it instead of the pasta.” She taps her chin. “Maybe I’ll get it as well.”
I chuckle at how greedy my friend can be.
“You eat more than any girl I know and yet you’re so damn skinny,” Camilla says.
She looks offended, holding a hand to her chest. “I’m not skinny. I’m toned and athletic.”
I nod. “Right, I agree. Skinny isn’t the word to describe Adrianna’s physique.”
Camilla sets her hands on her hips, shaking her head. “Whatever. She’s not curvy like me.” She nods at me. “And you can’t speak because you are just as slim.”
I shake my head. “I’ve always envied your physique, Camilla. It’s feminine and beautiful.”
Her cheeks blush a little and she shakes her head. “You wouldn’t say that if you had my hips.”
Adrianna raises a brow. “Everyone envies your shape. Stop being an idiot. We’re all beautiful as we are in our own rights.”
“Agreed,” I say nodding, even though all my life I’ve felt anything but beautiful.
My stomach churns as I realize the only time I have was when Elias was thrusting his cock down my throat. Looking at me with such desire, it made me shake with need.
I swallow hard and try to forget the look in his eyes that day and the way it made me feel. The last person on this earth who wants me to feel beautiful is Elias Morales.
Instead, he wants to tear away my innocence like a conquest and break me in ways I can hardly imagine yet.
A shudder races down my spine as I continue to eat, but feel my appetite slipping away.
Elias Morales is going to ensure he does everything to ruin my last year at The Syndicate Academy, and I can’t do anything to stop it.
All I can hope is that the bond between my friends is strong enough to withstand his meddling, as losing them would hurt the most.
7
ELIAS
It’s been five weeks since I kissed Natalya so publicly, and I’ve changed my tactics a little to torment her so she can’t predict what’s coming. It’s fun toying with her, putting her on edge.
My torment since that morning in the hallway has returned to the usual methods, such as tripping her over, embarrassing her in front of the school, and generally making her miserable. All sexual torment has stopped and I know she’s holding her breath, waiting for the next time I make her do something so degrading again.
I’ve told the entire school she belongs to me and is my little pet, which has sent the gossip wheel into overdrive, especially as she keeps denying it.
I’ve never felt more powerful than I do now, forcing Natalya into silence as she unwillingly accepts my dominance is oddly intoxicating. She’s never been this easily pliable in all the years we’ve known each other, even if I have had a power over her since the day I arrived.
My deep-rooted hatred for her and her family has always been the driving factor, but I never expected to enjoy this as much as I am. Perhaps it’s because hatred can be so fucking passionate and when I kiss her, it drives me wild like nothing ever has. When I kissed Natalya, it felt like she had set my entire soul on fire and it was burning me from the inside out.
Not to mention, I could not get the image of her on her knees and sucking my cock so damn well out of my mind. I’ve taunted her about it, reminding her over and over and threatening to do it again, but I enjoy keeping her guessing. I enjoy knowing that she’s holding her breath, waiting for me to force her into another degrading position and take what I want.
Even if I’ve had to take matters into my own hands far more frequently than I used to.
As I walk down the corridor, the flash of dark mahogany brown hair catches my eye. I smirk as I approach, knowing that I’m going to enjoy this until I see she’s talking to the new girl.
Eva Carmichael arrived only a week ago, late for the start of the year. Jeanie, Kerry, and Anita beat her up on her first night pretty badly. They wouldn’t stop bragging about it for a week, despite being caught and sent to Nitkin for it. As well as taking her three on one, which clearly isn’t fair, but then those girls never play fair.
I observe her carefully for the first time, as everyone is talking about how hot she is. She’s attractive for the sure, but next to Natalya her beauty pales. Natalya places a hand on her shoulder and ushers her down the corridor toward me.
“Let’s have some fun,” I say, glancing back at Nik and Rosa, who were following me down the corridor.