"I'd never forget that night." I'm pretty sure Oak saved me from a life in prison that day. To be honest, it's sick that the girl's accidental death never made me feel guilty, as it's one of the perils. It's what I did after that. When I lost control entirely and tore those two other girls apart, that haunts me. That wasn't an accident. It was a savage and brutal murder spree.The blonde clears her throat, eyeing Oak. "Can I get you anything?"Oak shakes his head. "No, put this drink on my tab. Oak Byrne." He brushes her off and I grab my drink.Her face falls as we both walk away from the bar."All I'm saying is tread carefully. She's a student and I can't deal with any more fallouts right now." He pinches the bridge of his nose. "I pissed off enough of the parents by marrying one of my students. I don't need some kind of sadistic act going wrong and killing a student on my watch."I clench my jaw as the fact is I'm more in control now. That day at the strip-club I was spiraling with
"You are finally back!" I say, wrapping Nat in a hug as she walks up to me in the corridor.She's been gone for almost two weeks, way longer than we expected as she told us she'd be gone for a few days. Texts from her have been rather cryptic and unspecific about why she wasn't back and that she'd break the news to us when she was back at SA."Yeah, I'm back." She doesn't sound too thrilled about it, which surprises me.I break the hug and glance at her. "So what's this news you've got to break to us?"Adrianna squeezes my shoulder. "Give her a second. She's only just walked into the academy, for fuck's sake."Nat gives her a thankful glance."You're right. Sorry." I shrug. "You know how impatient I can be."They both laugh at that."Where is Eva?" Nat asks."She wasn't at breakfast, so I assume she's otherwise detained by her husband."Adrianna wrinkles her nose. "They're so inseparable, it's sickening."I wouldn't call is sickening, I'd call it adorable. Eva is lucky to have found a
My footsteps falter as I approach our usual table that evening with my tray of food, swallowing hard.We've got some new arrivals, it would seem. Alexander is sitting next to Natalya with his arm draped over her shoulder possessively. My stomach churns as it's weird to see them together like that after everything that's happened over the years.And yet, as he murmurs something in her ear and she laughs, I can't deny that I've never her seen her look so happy and at ease before.I keep moving, taking note that Alek, Rizzo and Rosa have also moved to our table. Rizzo has the audacity to be sitting in my usual seat.I clear my throat when I get to him. "Why are you sitting in my seat?"Rizzo's brow raises as he meets my gaze. He's Alexander' newest friend, who none of us have really spoken to. He seems to keep himself to himself.Supposedly, Rizzo's father had bad blood with my family and intended to overthrow us, until they uncovered his father has been poisoning his mother for years an
I rest my feet on the footstool in the staff room and take a long sip of whiskey to calm my nerves. Drinking on the job isn't something I do often, but since the other night with Azira, I've been on edge. I've also been avoiding her like the plague for an entire week, and it's driving me crazy.Whiskey takes the edge off.Oak is right. Getting involved too heavily with a student is a bad idea, because most full grown women can't handle the sadistic side of me, let alone an innocent little virgin like Azira Sidorov. No matter whether she's a natural masochist, there are some things even most masochists can't handle."Drinking on the job, Blaine?" Archer says as he walks into the staff room."Who says it's alcohol?"He arches a brow. "No one carries anything but alcohol in a fucking flask and I can smell it." He holds a hand out, expecting me to give him a swig."Get your own."He crosses his arms over his chest. "You're not the only one who is having a bad day. Now hand it over.""Who
I push myself off the wall and walk toward her, eyes fixed on my prize. This part of the corridor isn't too busy.Her honey brown eyes are wide as she stares at me for a moment, frozen to the spot. And then she pivots to turn her back to me and marches in the opposite direction."Sidorov," I bark her surname, stopping her in her tracks.I see the way her whole body stiffens as she comes to an abrupt halt, turning slowly to face me. "Yes, sir?" Her voice is high-pitched as her cheeks turn so red I can't believe it's possible.I fold my arms over my chest. "My office, now."The delicate column of her throat bobs as she swallows hard, drawing my eyes to it. I want to put my collar around it and make her wear it day and fucking night. "Sir, I'm supposed to be meeting my friends at—""I don't give a shit, Sidorov." I step closer to her, towering over her small frame. "Now and don't make me ask again."It's clear that trying to resist a pull like Azira has on me is a grave mistake. As it ha
"Did you want me to look you in the eye?" I ask.The flush in her cheeks returns. "Maybe."I tighten my fingers around my throat, imagining the way she'd look with my leather collar around her neck. The collar I own with "Property of Blaine Luigi" etched into it. I would love to see her crawling around on all fours like an animal, wearing it and a leash for me, while I whip her beautiful skin until it's red with my marks. Hell, until she's bleeding for me and begging me to fuck her.The depraved images in my mind make me harder than stone. As I return my attention to the innocent virgin in front of me, it's impossible to ignore how wrong it is. Azira can't know what sick fantasy I have playing in my mind. A fantasy I want to make a reality. She's an untouched student who hasn't even had normal, boring vanilla sex.Normally, that idea would be enough to turn me off, but it only makes me long for her more, forcing me to tighten my grip and pull her flush against me until her firm breast
Blaine's arm wraps around my waist forcefully and he lifts me off my feet, carrying me as if I weigh nothing into the empty classroom adjoining his office and toward the door into the basement. He supports me with one arm and uses his free hand to open the door.My heart clatters at a thousand miles an hour, racing like horses on a race track as we're engulfed by the darkness. Blaine's dark, sadistic torture room is a place I've been fantasizing about him bringing me back down here since the last time when I climaxed from pain alone."Why are we going down here?"Butterflies beat around in my stomach as a cruel smirk spreads onto his lips. "Because you need punishing, malishka.""Punishing for what?" I ask, knowing I have done nothing wrong.He bites my lip again, making the sore skin bleed. And then he licks it like a hungry animal desperate for a taste of its prey. "You need punishing for being a dirty little pain slut who can't help but get aroused every time I whip you.""You've o
"I'm not sure about this," I say, despite knowing deep down there's a part of me that wants to experience this, but I can't deny that I fear the man in front of me, too. Because he's not a man, he's a monster. The kind that thrives off pain and suffering.He reaches for me and slides a firm hand around my throat. "You can't tell me okay one minute and then back out, malishka." He squeezes forcefully. "That's not how this works."I struggle to draw enough air into my lungs as he squeezes my throat like he's trying to kill me.The darkness in his eyes makes me shudder as he finally releases his grip. "Be a good girl and turn around for me."Coldness spreads through my veins as I realize that coming down into a basement where no one can hear you scream with a monster is probably a terrible idea. I turn my back to him as instructed, as I can't seem to help myself from obeying his orders. It's crazy, considering I know how dangerous he is and what he's going to do to me.He grabs my waist