36 - Oakley.

It's an irresponsible move. As their school principal, I shouldn't be buying these underage students drinks. However, Eva's presence here only hazes my judgment and makes it hard to think of anything else.

"So, how the fuck did you lot sneak off campus?" I ask, glancing between every pupil at the table.

A few of them pale, most grin in drunken pride.

"I'm afraid if we told you that, professor, we'd have to kill you," Alexander says, grinning at me with that cocky smirk I'd love to punch off his face.

To my surprise, he has his arm lazily draped over Natalya Gurin's shoulder. The same girl he has spent years tormenting. Natalya looks a little uncomfortable, suggesting that perhaps she's not here by choice, or at least not in Alexander' arms by choice.

Alexander has a lot to prove. He may be part of the Estrada Cartel family, but he's only a cousin and doesn't share the Estrada name. It means that while he's a big fish at this school, out there in the real world, he's not such a big dea