Just Drop Out (Hannaford Prep, #1)

by J. Bree

I can see the burning pits of hell in his eyes. This guy is one step away from being a killer. I shiver. I should not find that attractive or exciting. But, fuck me, I do.

Act by act, brick by brick, I’ve built my way here and now I’ll get what I’ve sacrificed so much for. I’m claiming my freedom.

It doesn't matter that I'm alone now. I don't need anyone but myself.

If my life so far has proven anything to me, it is that I am strong enough to survive anything.

I don’t like the way Joey speaks about me, like I’m a thing to possess. It takes me a minute to realize why it feels so wrong, but so familiar. That’s exactly how Matteo talks about me.

I do not need the trouble opening my mouth will bring me. But I do it anyway. My temper is going to get me killed someday;

loyalty can only be given freely. Yes, you can hire someone, but there’s always the risk someone will offer them more money.

You can torture and break someone, bend them to only serve you, but there are limits to what a broken person can do.