Six
Bianca
“H ey, Bianca!” a voice called out as I trudged across campus later that evening.
I turned to find the owner, grinning at me as she caught up.
“I’ve been looking for you!” Aubrey said. “I wanted to apologize for how Lyssa was at lunch.”
I waved her off. “I expected nothing less, considering where I am and all.”
Aubrey gave me a sympathetic look. “People here definitely suck. I completely understand.”
“It’s whatever.”
“Well, know that my feelings aren’t what hers are.”
I cast her a sidelong glance. She beamed at me, no indication that she wasn’t genuine on her face.
“Seriously, it’s whatever.” I turned onto Mason Trail and saw my dorm looming in the distance.
“You’re in Collins Hall?”
I grunted in response.
“Me too. I’ve had the same dorm every year I’ve been here.”
I didn’t say anything, opting to continue walking.
“You said you and Dominic aren’t friends. Dominic doesn’t talk to just anyone though. What happened?”
We entered the building, and I got into the elevator with Aubrey beside me.
“I literally ran into him. That’s all.”
“He’s a king.”
I lifted a brow at her. “A what?” I’d forgotten about the mention of kings here.
“A king. There are three here. Dominic De Santis, Vincent Valentino, and Levin Seeley. They rule this campus. Of course, they have their little squad they roll with, the people who want to be on their side.” She cleared her throat.
“It’s a turf war, really. The kings fight with the lords all the time. ”
“The lords?” I questioned, the desire to snort at how ridiculous it all sounded eating at me.
“Yeah, Hail Ivanov, Tate Riley, Drake Petrov, and Fallon Vasiliev. They have this rivalry going on. I guess their fathers do too. They’re into some dark stuff.” Her cheeks reddened at her words, and she clamped her mouth closed.
“So they’re the elite douchebags. Cool,” I muttered as the elevator dinged.
We both got off on my floor. I glanced at her, and she offered me a quick smile.
“My dorm is at the end of the hall.”
“What a coincidence.” I sighed. “So is mine.”
“Awesome!” She lit up, her grin widening.
We strolled quietly for a moment before I spoke, “So there are elite douchebags. How about elite bitches? Do those exist as a group here or does the term apply to pretty much all the females?”
Aubrey chuckled and shook her head. “Not everyone is that bad, but to answer your question, yeah, there are elite bitches. Stella Monroe is one. She and Hail have had this thing going on for ages, but word has it Hail got engaged to someone else over break. Everyone is dying to know who.”
I swallowed, irritated that news spread so fast.
“I’m surprised they haven’t introduced themselves to you yet. It seems to be their thing—sizing up fresh meat. I’m sure you’ll hear from them soon. They have a tendency to run newbies through the mill.”
“Like bullying them?” I asked dryly.
“I suppose you could call it that. More like initiation They were super quiet today about it though, which was strange. Usually, the kings and lords single out people to mess with. There was nothing today.”
“Hazing?” I frowned as I noted someone leaning against my door.
“Yeah. The sad part is the faculty doesn’t do shit about it.
Stella and Vanessa St. Claire are the head bitches.
Vanessa’s dad owns FXR, the software firm, and is worth millions, maybe more.
Stella’s dad is into some shady business with the Ivanovs.
Ivy Mathis and Blair Holden are their two snapping dogs.
If they don’t approach you, don’t approach them.
” She gave a shiver. “If evil bitch had a face, it’d be modeled after those girls. They’re awful.”
“Noted. And Lyssa?” I sighed as I recognized Hail.
His eyes locked on mine, and he straightened up.
“Not as cool as she thinks.” Aubrey leaned in and whispered. “Scholarship kid. She just forgets that since she does come from a bit of money.” Aubrey winked and then stuttered as she finally noticed Hail.
“Where have you been?” Hail demanded, sauntering toward me.
Aubrey stared wide-eyed as he pulled me to him and placed a kiss on my cheek.
“I’ve been waiting for you for over an hour.”
“I’ve been in class,” I answered, rolling my eyes.
“Wouldn’t know being as we don’t seem to have any classes together. I’ll make sure that gets changed.” He kissed my cheek again, his fingers digging into my side painfully as I tried to untangle myself from him.
“Easy, rat,” he murmured, his lips brushing against my ear.
I swallowed hard and forced myself to remain calm.
He pulled away enough to look over my head at Aubrey.
“Aubrey McIntire.” He said her name in a deep growl.
“Um, yeah. Yeah, hi, Hail,” her voice shook.
“I’m glad you’re keeping my girl company, but you’ll have to excuse us now. There’s somewhere I need to be.”
“Where?” I asked, glancing at him hopefully. Getting rid of him would be a godsend.
A wicked smirk turned his lips up. “Inside you , my little sewer rat.”
My blood ran cold as Aubrey cleared her throat and moved to the door across the hall.
“We’re neighbors,” I managed to say, pulling my gaze away from Hail.
“Yeah,” she answered, her voice still shaking. She gave me a tight smile and glanced at Hail who glared back with narrowed eyes. “We’re going to be good friends, Bianca.”
I offered her a tight smile in return and nodded before opening my door and stepping inside, Hail on my heels.
He closed the door softly behind us, the sound like the final nail in my coffin. I tossed my book bag on the floor and turned to him.
“What do you want?” I demanded, scowling.
“That pussy,” he returned, coming at me.
I shoved at him, but he fisted my hair and threw me on the bed. I scrambled to get away, but he was on me in a moment.
“Hail, please,” I choked out, my eyes burning. “Don’t.”
He loomed over me, his eyes dark. “Don’t what?”
“Do this. Please. I-I want it to be special,” I managed to say, my body trembling beneath his. I’d never had sex before, and losing my virginity to him wasn’t on my list of things to do. “Just, if we’re going to do this, give me time. Please, Hail.”
His gaze swept over me then he gave me a Cheshire smile. “Let’s make a deal, rat.”
“What?” I breathed out, wincing as he rubbed his erection against my center.
“You do as I say for as long as I say, and I’ll give you some time. Consider it a wedding gift. That means, if I tell you to get on your knees and suck my cock, you do it without question. If I tell you to suck my friends’ cocks, you fall to your knees. Whatever I tell you to do, you do it.”
“You’re insane,” I whispered as he pinned my arms over my head.
He ran his nose along my neck, breathing me in before he let out a soft chuckle. “You’re the hottest girl on this campus and my fiancée. Do you know what I’m willing to do to keep you, Bianca?” He loomed over me again, his eyes locked on mine.
“No,” I rasped.
“I’d kill you just to keep you mine. That’s love, my little rat.”
“That’s nuts,” I hissed. A tear managed to snake its way down my cheek.
He leaned down and licked it. “Maybe, but you belong to me. Do we have a deal? If not, I’m just going to fuck you now. Maybe in your ass so you remember to not defy me.”
I quivered beneath him, so many emotions raging through my body. I loathed him. I detested David and my mother for doing this to me. I despised Sergio and Marian for birthing such a disgusting piece of shit. I hated my father for leaving.
I flinched as Hail shifted, capturing my wrists in one hand and moving his other hand beneath my skirt. He brushed his fingers against my panty line, his breathing heavy.
“I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you say.” The words came tumbling out of my mouth. “Just give me time, Hail. Please.”
He leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips, releasing my wrists. When I didn’t kiss him back, his hand wrapped around my throat where he squeezed. I clawed at it as he cut off my air supply.
“Understand this, Bianca. If I want to eat your pussy, I will. If I want my cock sucked, you’ll suck it. If I kiss you, you fucking kiss me back . If you don’t do what I want, I’ll fuck that tiny ass of yours so hard you’ll bleed, then I’ll let my friends fuck it too. Do you understand?”
I wheezed out, clawing at his arms as his hand tightened on my neck.
“You’d have a beautiful death,” he murmured as I struggled beneath him.
He was nuts. Insane.
“Answer me. Do you understand?”
“Y-yes,” I rasped.
He released me, and I coughed, gasping for air.
“Good girl. I knew you’d fall in line.” He moved off me.
I quickly slid across the bed and curled into a ball, my eyes burning as I struggled to fight off the tears of anger.
“My poor, beautiful girl,” he murmured, caressing my hair.
I didn’t dare flinch away.
“I’ll be back later..” He leaned down and pressed a kiss to my temple before getting to his feet and going to the door.
I squeezed my eyes closed as the click of his departure echoed around me.
Bolten was just as bad as home was. Maybe even worse.