Thirteen #2
“One less D’Angelou in the world is fine with me,” Levin grunted.
“I’m not a fucking D’Angelou! My name was Bianca Walker. My father left us two years ago. He divorced my mom and then turned up missing. I need your help. If you’re not going to help me, then just tell me so I can find someone who knows their head from their ass.”
“I like your fire, D’Angelou. I, however, fucking hate your new dad. And I don’t fucking trust anything connected to him or an Ivanov, and guess what, baby? You’re a fucking mess because they both have their claws deep inside you,” Dom explained.
Dominic gave Vincent a nod. He backed away from me and winked.
“What are you willing to give us in exchange for our help?” Dominic asked.
“What do you want? I have a credit card David gave me. Pretty sure it doesn’t have a limit. You can have it.”
Vincent snorted, and Levin let out a soft laugh.
Dominic smirked at me. “Do you not know who the fuck I am? I’m Dominic De Santis . I have more money than every student in this school combined. And that’s just my money. Don’t get me started on the family money. Your money is useless.”
“Then what do you need? What do I have to do?” I demanded.
Dominic took a hit from the joint in his fingers, a smile curling his full lips up. “Word has it you’re a virgin.”
I bristled at his words. “Who told you that?”
“Hail isn’t that great when it comes to modesty. He’s been blabbing about your virginal status since classes started. How you’re saving yourself for him on your wedding night. How devoted you are to him.”
“Is it true?” Vincent asked, coming up behind me and whispering in my ear. “Has your pussy never been popped?”
I ground my teeth. “Yes, it’s true. Not that it’s anyone else’s business. I assure you, I’m not holding out for Hail and our wedding night. I don’t want to fuck him. He disgusts me.”
Levin took a step forward. “How do we know you’re not here on his orders? You’re his fiancée. His little bitch . You could be his errand girl. He’s been wanting to take us down for a long ass time. What better way than to send in a piece of ass like you?”
I sneered at him and unbuttoned my uniform blouse. He took another step forward, his eyes narrowed. Dominic and Vincent moved to see what I was doing. When I got the buttons open enough, I pulled the fabric aside to display the burn mark on my collarbone. It was still tender and inflamed.
“Fuck,” Dominic growled, his gaze locked on the ugly mark.
A muscle popped along Vincent’s jaw, and Levin looked away with a grunt.
“I’m not here for him,” I whispered. “I’m here because I need help.
You’re the only ones I can think of who might be able to do that.
He did this to me over the weekend when I defied him.
If you won’t help me, then this meeting is pointless.
The only thing I ask is if you’re going to tell him I was here, do it quick so he can kill me and get it over with. ”
“Why should we give a shit?” Levin called out. “Like I said earlier, you’re just another dead D’Angelou. Worthless. I say let Ivanov kill her and be done with it. One less problem for us to deal with.”
“She’s too pretty to die,” Vincent commented.
“Are you going to help me or not? What do you want me to give you?”
“I want your virginity.” Dominic took a step toward me as my heart slammed against my chest. “You let me fuck you first, and I’ll keep you safe until I grow bored of you and these games. Deal?”
“You’re sick.” I scowled at him.
Dominic let out a soft laugh and shifted in front of me. He paused, his fingers wrapping around my throat. I whimpered at his touch. Not because it was rough, but because it was fierce. Overpowering. Protective. It made butterflies rocket through my belly.
He caressed down my neck and stopped just above my breast. I sucked in short, shaky breaths.
“Fucking me might end all your problems.”
“It seems like they’d only create more. How would they help?”
Dominic laughed softly again. “Because Ivanov wants you virginal, despite what him and his fuck boys do to you in his bedroom at night. If I fuck you, he won’t want you. He’d toss you to the trash because he fucking hates everything I touch. That could be you . ”
“He’d kill me if he found out.” I didn’t bother denying anything Dominic said. The idea of him buried deep inside me made heat pool between my legs.
“I’d kill him if he touched you. I’d own you. We’d own you.”
“You’d start a war.”
“I’d fucking start the apocalypse,” he growled.
“Why would you want that? Why do that for me?”
Dominic lifted a lock of my hair and twirled it.
“Hate is a strong motivator. And as to why you , well, you’re beautiful.
The best-looking female to grace these halls.
I see how everyone looks at you. They all want you.
I see the way he looks at you. He thinks he’s the luckiest prick in the world to have such a beautiful girl on his arm.
He likes the jealousy from everyone else here.
He thinks you’ll always belong to him. I’d like nothing more than to pull the rug out from under him and bury myself in his trophy just to see the look on his face. ”
“So it’s not about protecting me. It’s about fucking me and pissing Hail off.” I pushed him away. “I can get fucked just fine. You wouldn’t be protecting me. You’d be using me for bait and sending me to the slaughter. No thanks. I can get killed without your help.”
I turned to walk away, but Dominic caught my arm and pulled me against him so my back was flush to his front. His hand found my throat again. This time he gave it a squeeze that made me wince.
“It’s very fucking simple . Die by his hand, or die by mine with him at your side. I’m sure you’re aware of who the fuck we are and exactly what we do.”
“I don’t want any part of it—”
“Too late . You’re the biggest piece in the puzzle.
And now you’ve got a target on your head.
The one I’ve just placed on it because you’re pissing me off.
I suggest you choose wisely. I’ll give you a week, then I want an answer.
Once I have it, we’ll start a war that’ll tear Ivanov down from the inside out. ”
He released me, and I stumbled forward, my heart in my throat. I rushed out of there, not looking back.
There was one thing I knew. I fucking hated Bolten Academy and all the things I had to do to survive there.