Wicked Lessons

by Siggy Shade

He sabotaged the abduction because of me. He’s now a target of Odin because of me. He’s now about to lose his mother because of me. I need to find Professor Segul. Now.

“Until the ceremony, you will refrain from premarital sex with my nephew.” “But I’m not getting married.” “Don’t waste your breath arguing,” Veer’s dad says with a smirk.

“For the first time, my eyes are wide open. There’s only one person I would kill to protect.”

“I’ve heard all kinds of rumors about that man, but nothing about you says you’re anything like him.”

“And you know I hold you in the highest esteem?” My eyes widen. Why is he saying this and why does he sound so much like Mr. Darcy? “Professor Segul?” “You know you have my utmost respect?” he asks with more bite. “Of course, but why—”

“Bloody hell, Professor—” “Marius,” he says. “Just for today.”

No matter what the Bestlassons say, I will never give you up.”

“I deposited more than enough into your account to pay your expenses for the next few years. If things go as planned, I will find you.”

“When you get back to the university, I want you to stay away from that boy,” I say, avoiding the subject. “Alright.” She lowers her lashes, her lips tightening. “And I’m sorry.”

“Mother,” I murmur through the window of the antechamber. “What hold did that creature have on you?”

“Marius, my boy—” My fist meets his jaw. “You are no father of mine.”

The password is beauty.”

“I regret failing to kill you when I was sixteen.”

I’ve killed men for far less, but silencing Thor when I’m alone and surrounded by his men is suicide. And I want to stay alive to take care of Phoenix.

Crius really was bluffing about having taken Quinn.

Free to love Phoenix.

“What’s that you’ve got there?” I ask. “A mace.” He twists the bottom, making it vibrate. “It’s a symbol of a university’s authority to award degrees. Since it’s your graduation day, I thought you deserved a little reward.” Pleasant shivers run down my spine. “And here I was thinking you’d buy me a car.” Marius smirks. “It’s parked outside.” “Which color?” I rise off my stool, my breath quickening. “Red.”

“For fuck’s sake, hang up the bloody phone!” I yell.

“And a token of my eternal love.” A token of my eternal love.

“Over these past months, you’ve come to mean everything to me. You’ve accepted everything about me from my kinks to my sordid beginnings. I never thought I could find my perfect match. When I watch you sleep, I still can’t believe you’re real, but waking up to find you still here gives me joy beyond measure.”

“I feel the same way,” I reply. “I-I-I mean, I love you, too.”

“Phoenix, will you consent to being my wife?” “Yes,” I say, my voice choked.

Now, I live in a beautiful mansion in Central London, I’m about to graduate at the top of a world-renowned university, and I have a sexy fiancé who would kill to protect me.

Life couldn’t get any brighter.