“Did you get my envelope?”
Rage coils through me as I yank my hair from his hand and glare at him. “Yes, what the fuck is that all about? You have your leverage, and I have no intention of fucking up my brother’s life.”
He smirks. “A bit of fun and extra leverage, as despite your words, you seem to put up a lot of resistance to the truth. You keep denying that you belong to me.” He tilts his head. “But that’s a lie, isn’t it?”
I swallow hard, feeling so helpless as I stare at my worst nightmare. “Yes,” I mutter.
“Now, you’re going to tell everyone that you are attending the winter formal with me, if they ask. Got it?”
I nod, averting my gaze in shame that I literally have no choice but to agree. Now with that photo, he’s holding more leverage over me.
He grabs my hair again and angles my head up so I’m looking him in the eye. “Winter formal will be a very important night in your life, Gurin.” His lips move closer to me and he lowers his voice. “The night I take what I’m owed from you.”
A shiver races down my spine.
“The night when I tear away your innocence because I can,” he mutters, his eyes alight with sick desire. “And I bet deep down you’ll be excited for it, gagging for my cock deep in that virgin pussy.”
I bite my tongue to stop myself from saying something that will anger him. He’s trying to get a rise from me, but I won’t give it to him. Instead, I hold his gaze.
After a few moments, he releases my hair. “Have fun studying.” He winks and gets up. “If you can keep you mind off what I’m going to do to you in two weeks’ time.”
I clench my jaw and focus all my attention on the book in front of me. There’s no way I’m going to watch him walk away. His games are getting tiresome, but I hate that my pussy is wet from his treatment.
It doesn’t matter how deep my hatred goes for him, he has something over me I can’t shake. He always has and I fear he always will, especially if he does as he says and takes my virginity on the night of the winter formal.
13
ELIAS
The countdown has been excruciating, but it’s almost here. Tomorrow night I’m going to walk into the winter formal with Natalya on my arm. My little pet doing everything I say.
My cock thickens in my pants, as I know I can’t wait any longer. Tomorrow night, Natalya is going to be mine in every sense of the word. She’ll no longer be a virgin and I will become forever embedded in her memory as the man who took her virginity from her.
Aleks approaches me, Nik and Rizzo in the courtyard, brow furrowed. He’s just got back from home as he had to return due to some shit with his family.
“Hey, Elias, what’s this about you taking Natalya to the winter formal?” he asks.
I shrug. “That’s old news.” Since he hasn’t been around, I guess he’s behind on the gossip. The entire school knows I’m taking Natalya to the winter formal.
He shakes his head. “Do you like her?”
“What?” I ask, an odd twisting sensation starting in my gut.
“Well, why else would you take her to the winter formal?”
Nik straightens next to me. “He’s keeping tabs on her, of course. Tormenting her by keeping her close.”
Rizzo clears his throat. “Got to admit, it’s a little weird if you hate the girl.”
I glare at Rizzo. “Right, and who are you taking, Bianchi?”
“No one,” he says, shrugging.
I narrow my eyes at him, as I’ve noticed he’s spending a considerable amount of time around Rosa, Nik’s girl. Although, currently they’re on a break.
“Me neither,” Nik says, shaking his head. “Rosa’s being a bitch.”
My eyes narrow in on Rizzo’s fists as he clenches them, rage sparking in his eyes.