28 - Alexander.

I walk away, my heart pounding hard and fast as I try to rack my brain as to where Natalya would be right now. It’s late, so the library is shut. Which means she’ll either be in the cafeteria, the common room or in the girl’s dormitories. The latter will be difficult to access.

I dig out my cell phone and send her a text.

Where are you?

I don’t exactly hold out hope for a response, as she’s been viciously stubborn about not replying to me over text. Perhaps I need to get tougher with her. I send her the photo I snapped while she sucked my cock in the alleyway, along with a message.

Don’t forget who owns you.

An angry emoji pop through, followed by the words.

My room.

Fuck.

Get your ass out of your room and meet me in the gym. Five minutes, or I’ll send this photo to everyone.

It’s a bluff, as I have no intention of anyone ever seeing it except for me. The photo was taken on a spur of the moment, for my own pleasure.

I hate you.

I smirk at that and head toward the gym, hoping it’s empt