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“Well, while I appreciate the advice, I’ll tell you the same thing I told Saint: I’m not going anywhere!” To my surprise, he smirks and shakes his head. “Fuck, Saint was right about you.”
“Watch your back, Ellis. You think Saint’s been rough so far? You haven’t seen anything yet.”
“I’m. Not. Going. Fucking. Anywhere.” He chuckles again, this one even more taunting than the last. “You silly little masochist.”
“Why am I doing this to you?” he repeats the question I’d asked when I thought I had the upper hand. “Because you’re mine, Mallory. To break. To hate. To do whatever the fuck I please to until you give me what I want.” “And what’s that?” I whisper. “Leave.”
“You can’t get rid of me that easily, bitch. As long as you exist on this campus, you’re mine. Don’t forget that shit.”
I hear Gabe chuckle. “Damn, she’s hot and she’s got some bigggg balls on her. I’ve never seen you turn invisible before, Angelle.” “Seriously, shut the fuck up before I punch you in the goddamn throat,” Saint growls. To me, he calls out, “You can play your games all you want, Ellis, but you won’t be able to ignore me for long.”
“You do have to put up with my shit, because you don’t get a choice. This is my school, and I make the rules. I choose the games, and how we play them, and I’m not done playing with you.”
“Don’t think this is over, Ellis.” When I glance back over my shoulder, his eyes are locked on me. “We’re far from finished.”
“You’re a little cock-tease, aren’t you, little masochist?”
“It’d be better for you to stay away from Liam,” he snarls. “I don’t share well, and until I’m done with you, no one else is allowed to touch you, and you’re not allowed to put your trailer trash mouth on anyone else.”
To my surprise, he pulls away grinning. “You’re stubborn as fuck, but damn, it’s entertaining. Goodnight, little masochist.”
“Watch your ass, Ellis. If Laurel kills you, I’ll lose my favorite toy. That’ll really piss me off.”
Bending down, he picks up my panties and twirls the scrap of pink lace and cotton on his finger. “Nothing comes for free around here.” “What—” Before I can ask him what he means, he pockets my underwear and makes his way out of the gym without a backwards glance.
“And just what do you think you’re doing, touching something that belongs to me?”
“I’ll ask again,” he growls, the embodiment of menace, “what are you two doing playing with my toy?”
“Didn’t take you for the clingy type.” “I didn’t take you for the hero type,”
He scowls. “I’m not your fucking hero. Like I said, I don’t like others playing with my toys. They needed to be made aware that if they touch you, I’ll kill them.”
“Stop putting yourself in danger, my silly little masochist,”
“He told me what those guys tried to do to you,” he says, his tone so gentle, I’m stunned. “If I’d been there, they’d have never dared touch you.”
Hate and love are two sides of the same coin.
“Ellis’s got a rebellious side,” he teases. “Sexy. Very sexy.”
“I can’t tell if he wants to kill you or fuck you in front of everyone here,” Loni murmurs.
“Fuck that,” he snaps, his voice edged with rage. “Someone fucking attacked you, Ellis. You’re not going anywhere alone.”
“Go fuck yourself, Saint.” “I’d rather fuck you.”
“My beautiful, silly little masochist.”
“I’m going to make you fucking regret not listening to me.”
“Just watch yourself. You’re playing with the big boys now, and we don’t follow the rules like other guys do. Stay on your guard, or you’ll be eaten alive.”
“You think Saint really gives a shit about you? Really? He’s not the type to care about anyone, Mallory. Not you. Not me. Not a fucking soul. The sooner you realize that, the better it’ll be for you.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“If you don’t go,” he growls, “then I don’t think I can fucking stay away from you anymore.”
“You like when I do that, little masochist?”
“I’ll come in that smart mouth later,” he hisses as he prowls toward me. “This first time, though, I want to be inside you.”
“I guess it’s cause you’re his now, and he doesn’t want other guys touching you, or messing up your pretty face.”
“What’s gotten into you?” I breathe. “Nothing,” he snaps, and I don’t believe him for a second. “But something’s about to get into you.”
“Now you, and don’t try to get away with the surface-level shallow bullshit. I want a piece of your soul, Ellis. Give it to me.”
“I don’t want a girl who’s going to kiss my ass as often as she sucks my dick. I want a girl who’ll call me on my bullshit—and then suck my dick.”
“I thought you were better than this, Ellis. Better than him! You fucked yourself over the moment you started trusting him.”
“You’re just mad you didn’t get her first.” He sneers at Liam. “It’d never worked out between you two, though. My girl likes to scream.”
He smirks. “What does it look like? Tasting you. I’ve missed tasting my little masochist.”
“Isn’t it obvious? I was bored and wanted my favorite girl to play with.”
“You’re right, I don’t give a fuck about your mom.” He grabs me around the waist and yanks me toward him, making me gasp. “But you, on the other hand…”
“Call her a slut again, and I’ll ruin your fucking lives from this point until you graduate from this place,” he snarls.
“I don’t like when someone else touches what’s mine.” “I’m not your—” I start but his hand comes up to cup my face, and his thumb pulls at my bottom lip. “You keep saying that, and you keep being wrong,” he murmurs.
“Has Saint told you that he called dibs on you? Before you even threw that apple at his head, he claimed you and warned the rest of us the new girl was off limits.”
“God, you’re a monster.” He cocks a brow. “That’s never been a question, has it? You’ve known that from the start. Didn’t seem to bother you when I was climbing between your thighs, huh? If I remember correctly, you begged for regular fuckings from the big, bad monster.”
“More specifically, inside of Laurel.” At my gasp, a suggestive grin curves the corners of his lips. “She finally gave it up to celebrate our success tonight. But don’t worry, little masochist, that bitch won’t do anything without my permission. She’s a much more obedient toy, and I’m rather enjoying her submission.”
“You should’ve stayed away.” His voice rumbles, at once gentle but firm. “You’re not wanted here. By anyone.”
“Hey, Porter! Why the fuck is my tuition payment going to someone who doesn’t do his goddamn job?”
“You don’t think every aspect of your life is my damn business? Are you forgetting who you belong to?” “I don’t belong to you,” I hiss. “Not anymore. You threw me away, remember? Reminded me why you’re a bad guy I should stay far away from.”
“I threw you away, but you came back. As long as you keep crawling back, you’re mine.”
