The Devils and The Duchess (Verona Falls University, #1)

by Marissa Farrar

My social media accounts had been public, and I was always posting about where I was

That’s your first mistake

He smacks a tall blond on the shoulder,

Looks like a cinnamon roll; will kill you

miss my home. My friends. Most of all, I miss my father.

U just saw your mom abused and you’re worried about missing your friends?

I thought the door would have locked automatically, but I must have been wrong.

Why would you think that? That makes no sense

He cocks his head to one side and drags his hand through his damp, dark hair. The corners of his mouth lift. Is that a smile?

Looks like he’ll kill you; is a cinnamon roll

she’d been excited to meet up. I didn’t mention Tino meeting us there in the message.

Kind important isn’t it?

“What’s the movie?” I ask. “Dirty Dancing,” he replies.

Woo woo movie night!

I lean forward slightly to see Dom and Kirill now filling the chairs beside Camile.

Now look at the position you have put her in.

I realize he’s enjoying it. He likes the pain. Maybe the humiliation, too.

This i can get onboard with

I let out another breath and slump down. “Okay. Dom cuts himself.”

Not your secret to tell girlie

I allow them to lead me into the dining hall.

Dumbbbbb u r bein dumb

Inside are four-inch stiletto heels, black patent leather with ankle straps and peep toes.

I kno where this is going and im happy with it

He fastens the ankle strap for me then sets my foot back down.

Kick him!

Truth be told, that makes me a shitty friend, but I’m not allowing myself to dwell on it.

You should dwell on it