I'm not a skilled cook, but people have often complimented me on my lasagne, so that's what I've made for Eva, as well as a large helping of cheesy garlic bread.It's crazy that I'm nervous.This is the first time I'll be spending time with Eva, outside of a classroom setting or fucking her, even if that's where I want this night to end. I need to learn more about her, learn if she could want to ruin her parents as badly as I do.It's quite clear that I can't keep my hands to myself when it comes to her. Instead of fighting it, it's about time I found out if we could become partners in crime and complete my quest for revenge with her by my side.The only issue is that it means I need to reveal my true intent for her. Before I knew Eva, I had every intention of destroying her, along with her family. It's not a subject I wish to broach tonight, but over the two-week break with her, I'll have to come clean.I glance at the clock, noticing that it's a quarter past eight. My jaw clenches.
I swallow hard, a lump in my throat forming. Eva is right, and yet I do exactly the opposite. No doubt, word about Henley's murder has spread through the school. This is the behavior I facilitate. "I'm sure that's true, but I wouldn't know." I stand and walk toward the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of scotch and pouring another large glass. "Unfortunately, my job is anything but rewarding."Eva tilts her head, watching me. "I don't know if that's true. You give these people a place to belong and teach them discipline, even if they go out into the world and do bad things. That's not your fault.""Isn't it?" I ask, my voice harsher than I intended.Eva doesn't cower, though. Instead, she shakes her head. "No, someone has to teach them. Perhaps the students that pass through here won't be as brutal as the ones who didn't."I raise a brow. "Have you not heard what happened to Henley Anderson today?"Her brow furrows, and she shakes her head. "I don't even know who that is.""This morning,
"What are you thinking?" Eva asks, watching me as she spoons her last piece of pie into her mouth.I raise a brow. "That I can't wait to get you in my bed," I lie.Her hazel eyes flash with a heat that makes my cock hard as I adjust myself beneath the table. "Is that right, sir?" She lets her spoon drop to the bowl and stands, walking over to my side of the table. Gently, she places her hands on my shoulders and works the knots in them. "I can't wait either," she murmurs.I growl and grab her hand, yanking her onto my lap.Eva gasps as I position her with her back to me, allowing her to feel the heavy press of my cock between us. "Oak," she moans, arching her back."Perhaps I'll fuck you right here, in this position," I murmur, letting my tongue dart out over the shell of her ear. "Perhaps I'll fuck you in every place in my cottage except the bed."Eva shudders, her head falling back against my throat."Would you like that?"Eva arches her back in response. "Very much, sir."I pull th
I wake the next morning and jerk upright when I see the light streaming through the drapes. "Shit."Oak sits up, rubbing his eyes. "What is it?""I slept over, and it's..." I glance at the clock on the nightstand, jumping out of bed. "It's eight-thirty." I grab my clothes strewn across the bedroom floor, quickly dressing. "Natalya, Azira, and Adrianna are going to wonder where they fuck I've been."Oak watches me, looking unbelievably calm as I get dressed. "You're adorable when you panic." He waves his hand dismissively. "Tell them you're sick. Text them now." Oak sits on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his messy hair. "I'll make us pancakes, and then you can ride my cock like a good girl." He shrugs. "After all, I have a free period this morning."My stomach flutters at the mere mention of having sex with him again. This can't carry on. In the end, someone will catch us out. "Well, I don't have a free period."He smirks. "I'll confirm that I've signed you off for one-on-
Five days later, I'm getting ready for the winter formal. It's been so damn hard to keep my distance from Oak, only sharing stolen glances in class and not speaking to him. The sexting we do every night has kept my spirit up.My stomach flips as I hear my phone go off and rush to check it.Oak: You better be a good girl tonight. If I see Dimitry even try to touch you inappropriately, he will lose his fucking hand.I swallow hard and type my reply.I'm always a good girl. I can't be held responsible for that boy's actions. Just know I have no interest in being inappropriately touched by anyone but you.I throw my phone down, knowing that Dimitry is likely to make a pass at me tonight. He's been flirty since the day I met him. He wouldn't keep his hands off me at the bar on the night Oak stole me away and fucked me for the first time.My phone dings again, and I grab it.Good. Send me a photo of you in your dress.I type my response.What do I get in return?He fires back a one-word rep
I clench my fists by my side, watching as Dimitry's hand tightens around Eva's hip, pulling her closer to him. They've been dancing for a fucking hour nonstop, and I'm almost ready to deck him in front of everyone.Eva's trying to wind me up, as she hasn't looked at me once. I saw her try to get out of dancing about twenty minutes ago, but that rat Dimitry won't let her out of his clutches.She's insane if she thought I'd be okay watching him all over her like this. I'm a fucking loose cannon, ready to explode at any moment.Archer claps a hand on my shoulder. "You look tense, Oak. What's up?" He squeezes my shoulder. "You feel tense too. Perhaps I should introduce you to my masseuse."I narrow my eyes at him and nod toward Eva and Dimitry. "That's what is up," I growl.He smirks at me. "Jealous, aye?"Arch knows how to wind me up like no one else. "Careful, I'm on the edge of doing something I'll regret, and you taunting me will not help."Archer laughs. "Chill. It's not like he has
When I turn around, my heart stutters in my chest to see Eva is no longer on the dancefloor with Dimitry. I come up blank after a quick sweep. There's no sign of Eva anywhere in the hall. My thoughts race along with my heart pounding at a thousand miles an hour as I return to Archer. "Did you see where they went?"His brow furrows as he turns to me. "Who?""Eva and Dimitry," I growl.Archer shrugs. "How the fuck should I know?" He grabs my wrist as I'm about to walk away. "Are you intending to ruin her family, or do you intend to fucking marry her? As at the moment, you're acting like her crazed lover."I snarl at him in response, and he lets go, reading the warning signs. I have to find Eva, not argue with him.Blaine is talking to a student. I don't want to ask if he saw where they went. He's always more of a drag than Archer, so I know there's no use asking for his help. The students are supposed to remain in the hall during the event, but none of these fucking idiots follow the ru
My heart skips a beat as I stare down at Dimitry, who Oak knocked out with a fierce right hook.Everyone is so drunk and consumed by whatever they're doing that they didn't notice the principal of the school swoop in and save me. His aqua eyes blaze with barely contained rage, which scares me.I reach for him, but he takes a step back. "Not here." He runs a hand through his hair. "Leave this party and meet me in the classroom where we have leadership strategy." He turns around and marches right out of the party, ignoring that students are drinking and doing drugs in his presence.Once Oak is out of sight, I rush in a different direction toward the main school building, leaving Dimitry knocked out on the floor. I swallow hard and glance at Dimitriy, who's still out cold. Hopefully, no one noticed Principal Byrne rush in like my knight in shining armor.My heart hammers so hard it makes me feel sick as I rush down a pathway and take a side door back into the school. A faint sound of mus