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Hate feeling like they can see right through me, like they know me simply because of who my father is. Everyone knows my name and who my father is, but they don’t know me. No one here knows me, the real me, and it’s going to stay that way.
I turn to walk back to the car but freeze before I can take a single step. Not even ten feet behind me is the driver… staring straight at me. A mischievous grin dances on his lips as his gaze darkens. His pants are undone, and his hand is wrapped around his dick, his piss spraying onto the ground.
Wtf...
“Was that necessary?” “What? I had to take a leak too,” he says innocently, tucking himself back into his pants. My stomach churns, and my breakfast is threatening to make an appearance as the realization sets
Soo gross
Refugium peccatorum—Refuge of sinners. I don’t know who came up with the name, but I can’t think of a more appropriate denomination for this place. We are our parents’ children, after all.
No same
“Name?” A booming voice comes out of nowhere, breaking through the silence forcefully. I’m so startled that I jump back. My heel catches on the bottom of my suitcase, and I go tumbling to the ground.
Please girl...
My legs ache with protest, but I push onward until I’m standing right in front of the supposed door to my dorm. I look up from the polished marble and see three large, bright red letters painted on the wood. The sight of them makes my heart sink into my stomach. RAT
Oop
I scan the space, my gaze ping-pongs around the small space. The first thing I notice is the dust and mildew smell. The second is the large brown stain on the ceiling. The third is the bed. I’m grateful to have a place to sleep, but somehow, I feel like this is a joke.
Damn.
You can do this. A small voice whispers in my mind, giving me enough strength to believe I can do this. I don’t know how yet, but I will get through this year.
Good for you
I could’ve gone to any university; my grades are stellar, my GPA perfect. I’m smart as hell, and until a year ago, I was popular too. Now I’m a nobody, a crux that everyone stays as far away from as they can get. Tears form in my eyes,
Why did he have to do it? I know for a fact when my father chose to work with the feds, he did so out of selfishness.
Aahhh
thought he could protect himself, maybe get less time in prison. The smart move would’ve been to never sell illegal guns in the first place, but what did I know? In his plea, he gave up info on the Rossi family.
Ooooo. Damnn.
Xander was a smarter criminal, and he was able to spin it all around and pin everything on my father. Everything he did, every ounce of information he gave away, was for nothing. In the end, it hurt not only himself but my mother and I also got dragged down with him.
Daaammmmnnn bro
People want us dead simply because of my father’s choices. By talking to the feds, he hurt more than the Rossis; he hurt everyone involved in the deals he made, and that’s a lot of fucking people.
Yeah. Thats crazy.
A lot of criminals have it out for me, and here, they could easily get to me. Why my mom sent me here out of all places is still a mystery, but she didn’t give me a choice in the matter.
Yeah.. Thats stupid to me too
I was going to go to college and become a doctor. It’s cliché, but it’s the truth. I knew what kind of person my father was, so I wanted to be the opposite. I thought becoming a doctor would balance the scale. I would help people, save lives instead of ending them. At least, that’s what I had planned.
Aaww
“Snitch,” someone whispers into my ear, but I don’t dare look up or back to see who it was. I don’t care what they say about me or what names they call me. I’ll persevere. “Dirty fucking rat,” another person says, this time a little louder.
Smh. Makes no sense
Like I don’t exist at all, he places two strips of bacon on her tray. My mouth hangs open for half a second at his dismissal before I snap it shut. I blink slowly, my anger rising with every tick of the clock.
Broo.
“If you want something to eat, we can serve you eggs, toast, and fruit.” I’m completely baffled by what this man has just said and damn near slam my tray down in frustration.
Wooww
Until five minutes ago, I had no intention of messing with her. I knew she would be here and that our paths might cross, but that didn’t matter because I never put the blame for what happened on her.
Hmmmm.
My hate was solely reserved for her father and the people involved in the attack on my family back home. All that went to shit, and the rage shifted the moment her spiteful words met my ear. “Your life is still perfect, as it always has been and will be.”
Oh please..
What her father did was merely the icing on the cake. If she wants to play the innocent card and pretend she’s done nothing, then she’s in for a rude awakening.
But she didn't do anything
No, I need a new way to calm the storm inside me, and that way is going to involve Aspen Mather. A smirk forms on my lips as I imagine all the things I can do to her, the ways I can make her pay and cause her pain.
🙄🙄
Ren doesn’t even question my request. He knows me well enough to know that when I get fixated on something, nothing will get in my way. Whether Aspen likes it or not, making her life a living hell just became my newest obsession.
Boooo
“Don’t kill the girl. You know the rule. Can’t end her while we’re here.” “Killing her is the last thing I want to do. That would give her an easy way out. What I have planned will make her afraid to step foot out of her dorm room.”
Interesting
“Want to partner up, big guy?” she asks with a heavy Russian accent. “Any other time, I’d love to, but today, I have someone else who needs an ass-kicking.” I look past the nameless girl and over to where Aspen is standing. She still hasn’t noticed me, even though she is actively looking for a partner.
Oh boyy
She blinks slowly like she’s digesting what I’ve said. “That would hardly be fair. You are twice my size.” “Did you just call me fat?” I can’t help but smirk. “Funny.” She rolls her eyes at me like she has no idea the amount of danger she is in.
The fat line was aactually funny lowkey
“Let’s go, you two,” Quan calls over to us. Everyone else is already practicing the moves he demonstrated, and we are the only two people standing around doing nothing. “Start fighting.” Aspen gives the instructor a pleading look as if he could save her from me.
Wooowwww
“You heard the man, no more standing around.” I snicker, and then I’m on her. I’ve never fought anyone smaller than me, so when I tackle her to the ground, I do so with much more force than necessary.
Sheesh
She grunts clearly in pain and squeezes her eyes shut. I almost feel sorry… almost. A soft whimper passes her lips, and she tries to roll away from me, but we both know things aren’t going to end that easily. I climb on top of her and straddle her hips.
“What the hell are you doing?” “Hand-to-hand combat.” I wink. “This is not what we are supposed to practice.” She sneaks a peek around the room, and I follow her gaze. No one is paying us any attention.
Lowering my head even more, I brush my lips against her ear. Fear laced with her unique flowery scents invades my nose, and I fight the urge to take a deeper breath. Her entire body trembles, and my cock stirs to life.
Of coursee
You’re at the bottom of the pole. You’re the dirt beneath the feet of everyone else here. You mean nothing to anyone. I bet I could pull your leggings down right now, fuck you on this mat, and not a single person would stop me, no matter how much you screamed. Care to prove me wrong?”
Uuummmmm
My threat sends her into a struggle, and she tries pathetically to push me off, but all she does is rub herself against my already half stiffened dick. I chuckle into her hair, and that’s when she does something I didn’t see coming.
She kneed you.
She turns her head toward me, so her cheek is pressed against mine and her lips are on my neck. Her hot breath fans out over my skin, chasing a shiver down my spine. For a moment, I think she’s going to fucking kiss me.
Uh ohhhh
However, instead of the softness of her lips, I get the sharp bite of her teeth. She bit me, and not just a little bit. The bitch bites me… hard. “Fuck,” I hiss, startled by the unexpected pain.
Hahahaha
Stunned, I get up on my knees and bring my hand to the side of my neck to touch the tender spot. She really fucking bit me.
Lmaoo. Point for her
Grabbing her from behind, I pull her body flush to my chest and hook my arm around her throat, putting her in a chokehold. She fights me in earnest now, elbowing me in the ribs and even trying to throw her head back, probably hoping to connect with my face. None of her moves faze me. All that matters in this instance is control.
Oh noo
I tighten my grip on her. Like a boa constrictor, I pull her in, closer with each breath she takes. Her ass grinds against my crotch while she fights harder to get away, and both of her hands claw at my arms shackled around her.
You're Gonna knock her out...
Once more, I tighten my hold on her, drawing a defeated whimper from her lips. One moment, her whole body is stiff, fighting against me with all her might, and the next, she goes completely lax in my hold. Her head lolls back and onto my shoulder, and her arms fall uselessly to her side.
Welp...
My first instinct is to release her altogether and let her unconscious body fall to the mat, but something has me pausing. I drop my arm from her throat but continue holding her, supporting her weight fully.
Hmmm
The concept has an allure I didn’t know I was craving. I don’t know why, but I like cradling her to my chest when she is passed out and can’t defend herself—not that she has a chance against me even when fully conscious. An odd sense of calmness washes over me.
Interestng.. Lets unpack this
For the past year, everything around me has been chaos. I couldn’t protect the people I love… I was so helpless. I had no power over anything, but right now, at this very moment, I’m in charge. I, and only I, decide what happens next. The only question is, what am I going to choose?
Ah. Hmmm. I get it.
“I’ve got it from here,” I snap at him as soon as we’re alone, trying to shrug him off. “I don’t think so. You need to go to see a doctor and get your head checked, and I need to have the nurse look at my neck where a feral cat bit me and my arms where that same animal scratched me.”
Its the flirting for meee
“The only animal here is you. All I did was protect myself,” I growl, wanting to sink my nails into his face. “Are you sure about that? I could have sworn you were rubbing your ass into my crotch like a cat in heat.”
Lmaaoo. Oh please.
“You’re delusional.” “And you’re feisty,” he counters. “Kinda gets my cock hard a little, but not as much as you passed out. I like you better when you’re not talking or moving.
Alrighty then
Kind of like a doll I can play with.” I can’t believe I ever said he was attractive in any way. I knew that darkness lurked inside of men like him, but I never anticipated it would be directed at me.
A doll is crazzyy
“You know they make blow-up dolls for guys like you who can’t get a girl to like them. I think they even have a hole to stick your dick in.” I don’t know why I keep antagonizing him.
You're Standing up for yourself
“I’d rather stick my dick in something warm.” His arm is still wrapped around my back, and when he pulls me closer, I grind my teeth together and press my feet into the floor, trying to get him to release me. “I hear the pie in the cafeteria is served warm.”
Lmao. Thats rght grl.
The way he’s looking at me right now—like I’m his prey, instead of a human with feelings and needs—makes me shiver. The darkness in his gaze mounts and his lips curl up at the sides, his features turning villainous. “You’re not taking me to medical, are you?”
Geesh
“Smart and funny. You’d be the total package if it weren’t for your fucking mouth. Maybe if I find a better use for it, you won’t be so unbearable to be around.” I don’t know why, but I feel the need to apologize.
Don’t do that.
