APRILThe money I earned from private tutoring sessions wasn’t worth the danger that came with it sometimes. I’d just finished tutoring a second year student whose parents were worried about her failing out because of the company she was keeping these days, and because she was on her phone half the time, I had to repeat every point countless times before it sunk in. In return, I ended up staying much later than was necessary and I’d only just left a few minutes after 10 pm. I made a mental note to send her parents a hefty bill at the end of the month for having my day wasted and putting me in danger of going home late. Normally, I wouldn’t do that, but today, there was a dreadful chill in the air that forced me to do so. For the last five minutes, I’d been feeling the odd sense that someone was following me and it didn’t help matters that the streets were almost empty asides from people that were closing their stores for the night. I kept trying to ignore the feeling because each
NICK She seemed to have felt my presence this time around. I’d been watching her closely of late, but she never seemed to notice until I did so while some strange men were tailing her. Even after they left, I kept watching her and I could tell that she knew she was being watched by how she kept looking over her shoulder after every step she took.Frankly, I knew I shouldn’t be trailing her and watching her every move, but I couldn’t help myself for some reason. Recently, I’d become obsessively interested in her every move. I knew all the classes she took, all the tutoring sessions she taught, and every student board meeting she preceded over. The need to know every bit of her schedule started as a random itch in my brain, but after these past few weeks, it’d become an obsession, an integral part of my daily routine. So far, I hadn’t witnessed any odd or dangerous activity, and I assumed her life was reasonably safe. Until tonight. I was shaken when I saw those loan sharks corner
APRILI almost gagged in disgust at the sheer display of stupidity. The men were banging the glass, some were licking it, most had their hands inside their trousers, some even had their dicks out in the dimly lit room and they were rubbing them so vigorously to the movement of my body. The twirl, shake, flatten, and twisting of my body as I became one with the pole. I closed my eyes firmly and tried to ignore them, tried to ignore the chant of Red, my nickname. It was utterly appalling and disgusting and I wouldn't be here if I didn't need the money.I couldn't even rush through my routine. I was the best stripper here. Those animals paid a lot to watch me strip for them and I have to satisfy them. I didn't finish too fast enough and when I finally did, I sprinted out of the box to the inner rooms while the groans and chants of Red trailed after me. I relaxed when I got to the hallway. I couldn't wait to get to my assigned room, shower, and sc
APRILI was doomed! Xaden was going to expose my secret. He must have trailed me to find this out. I was screwed. I grabbed my mask and held onto it tightly. My face still wasn't exposed so maybe I could wriggle my way out of this. "I don't know what you're talking about," I lied and turned back to leave. He grabbed me by my ponytail and yanked my head backward with so much force a startled scream left my mouth and the mask fell off my face. "Red, hunnn?" He mussed darkly, "That's what they call the almighty April Lawson. Such a befitting name, for your red hair and your untamed mouth.""Xaden, please," I begged shamelessly. In school, I never beg for anything. I was the most important and most feared student there but this was a matter of life and death and I was going to die if Xaden should expose me. "So you can beg," the hatred in his voice was unbridled. He let go of my hair; more like he tossed me away and it took a miracle for me n
APRILThe self loathing blossomed in full force when I got back to the hostel. Before I left the strip club, I had scrubbed myself over and over again in the bathroom and I didn't leave until I was squeaky clean.When I got back to the hostel, I scrubbed myself again. And again. And again. It wasn't enough. TThe minute I feel clean and I return to the room, memories from how he had dominated me would attack me again, the way his hand had messed up my boobs, the way his cock has plundered my mouth, the way he had spilled his seed over my skin. Then, I'd return to the bathroom to scrub myself again. It was the third day and I was still doing that. "You know I've been observing you since you got back from the library three nights ago," Natalie, my roommate and best friend pointed out when I emerged from the bathroom after another massive scrubbing. Natalie was an omega, a werewolf of the lowest status. The only people they were bigger than were
APRIL"Your life or an orgasm?"The words made my body shudder. And it wasn't in a bad way. There was a kind of anticipation building in me and manifesting in the little jolts in my pussy and the liquid that was dampening my panties. I swallowed."You're taking a lot of time to save your life," he commented, his voice sounding business-like as usual, "that's quite funny seeing how the car is full of the smell of your arousal."My eyes widened in shock. I had completely forgotten that they could smell things like this; to know that a part of me wanted this. "You won't like it if I have to repeat myself.""Why are you doing this?" I asked, forcing the might of April Lawson into my voice. I was The April Lawson, the most popular and most revered student in Enigma College. The first human to amass that kind of power in a school ruled by werewolves. I wasn't going to allow a spoilt brat like Xaden to treat me like this. Despite the mixed signals my body was giving me. "I know you're ho
APRIL The last wave of my orgasm washed over me with a shudder and silence filled the car. Seconds later, I found myself drowning in shame as it dawned on me that I’d just let Xander toy with me yet again, and just like the last time, I’d enjoyed every bit of the filthy way he manhandled me.Worst of all, he was sickeningly quiet as he drove, not even sparing me a glance. It was almost like I didn’t exist after he’d had his way, commanding and humiliating me until I was a shameful mess. The thought of that surprisingly sent a tingly to my clit and I chastised myself for being so endlessly consumed with arousal around him and quickly pulled my panties back on and sat straighter.Once I got back to the sanctity of my hostel on campus, I’d scrub away the shame and forbidden desire coursing through my veins. That I was sure of. I sucked in a deep breath and looked out of the window, thankful that he’d at least kept to his word and adjusted the speed of the car in exchange for a humilia
APRILMortified, my jaw dropped open at his question. The carelessness with which he spoke such crude words left me floored. I knew these guys were the worst of the ton, but I’d just learned that they held no regard for anyone and I was unfortunate enough to have gotten on their bad side. Now, they intended to strip me of every last bit of my dignity as payment for my supposed wrongs. “That’s brilliant,” Xander’s agreement made my eyes snap in his direction, “I can attest that she’ll be a great plaything for us because she’s proven to be good in that aspect,” his eyes dropped to my legs, as if to remind me of what he’d done to me on the way here. I pressed them together tightly and forced my gaze away from him as I swallowed in shame. “How so? Do tell us why she’s such a good candidate to be toyed with,” Nick crossed one leg over the other and leaned back into the couch. My eyes found Xander’s again and I wordlessly pleaded for him not to disclose the shameful ways in which he’d