Chapter 45
“Princess,” I growl. Coming up behind her placing my hand against the locker above her head.
Tenley tilts her face up to mine, letting out a deep sigh as she turns back, shutting her locker.
“What do you want, Silas?” Tenley says. Dragging her lower lip between her teeth as she looks at me.
Placing my hand on her hip, I push her into the lockers, caging her between my body, nuzzling her neck with my nose.
“Fuck, Princess you smell good.” I say rubbing my thumb along her chin. Her flowery scent fills my nostrils and I can’t help bringing my nose to her neck and inhaling.
Tenley lifts her hand twisting her fingers in my tie, tugging it gently. I’m sure she’s imagining strangling me with it.
“I’m done with the games Silas.” I arch an eyebrow at her words .
“Really Princess?” I’m not sure where this braveness has come from but I’ll let her think she has the upper hand.
Moving my fingers down her hip they graze her skin before I dig them into her skin just above her skirt.
“Just stop, please leave me alone,” she begs, her voice betraying her as it shutters with a moan while I nudge my erection into her thigh.
“Just so we’re clear Tenley, we will never be done.” My fingers wrap around her throat tugging her forward until our noses touch.
“S-Silas,” she breathes. “Everyone’s watching?” her chest heaves as her eyes glaze over.
Turning my head I can see the entire hall is full of students, all eyeing us, watching no doubt enjoying my show of dominance.
Blaire on the other hand focuses a death glare solely on Tenley, her envious hate shining brightly.
I can’t help giving her a cheeky wink, as I tilt my head back toward Tenley.
“Maybe we should give them a show, Princess,” I say as my fingers creep under the hem of her skirt. Her breathing begins to accelerate as my finger continues a path under her skirt, touching her inner thigh.
“Silas, stop.” She gasps, grabbing my hand, halting my movements. My mouth pulls into a lopsided grin. “Why, Princess?” I ask titling my head, dropping my hand from her throat, running my finger along the underside of her boob.
Her breathing becomes shallow as I move it across her nipple, the sharp peak erecting under my touch.
“I think you like it when people watch, Princess.” All eyes are on us and I don’t miss the way her eyes alight at my words.
My dick is pressing against her thigh, and she bites back a pleasurable sigh.
My mouth hovers over hers, my fingers moving closer to her pussy.
“Please,” she pleads looking over my shoulder as she holds my hand firmly in hers.
Clicking my tongue I drop my hand and reach for her hair, twisting a strand between my fingers before her eyes look on mine.
“Don’t ever tell me no, Princess,” I growl.
“This pussy is mine, and you are mine.” My lips ghost across her neck before I open and sink my teeth into her neck, sucking on her skin until I’m certain a mark has been left.
Her whimpers are the last thing I hear before I push away from her and turn and walk in the direction of my fathers office.
I knock once before I open the door, my father looks up from the papers on his desk eyeing me.
“Silas,” he continues writing, stopping for a fraction of a second.
“Tenley might be in danger,”
“Why do you say that?” he asks, raising his eyebrow.
“You're telling me you don’t know?” I scoff, almost believing his shit as he speaks it.
“Silas, I’m very busy whatever it is you need to say, get on with it.”
“Tell me this, father. Why are they here? You fucking hate Victor so why marry his goddamn wife?”
“Business.” he says a matter of fact, like that explains every fucking thing.
“So you are willinging to ruin what we had with Tenley for fucking business?” I growl tossing one of his stupid trinkets from his death, watching as it flies across the room breaking into tiny pieces.
Raising an eyebrow my father clenches his jaw watching me as I heave out breath after breath. His sterling dark eyes bore through me ready to cut me down.
“You have a lot of nerve, son, speaking to me like that.” he barks, raising to lear at me over his desk.
“Tell me what your plans are?” I growl, I need answers and my father is the only one who can give them to me .
Waving me off, “You’ll know soon enough Silas, when the time is right.”
“Why is she here?”
“Enough Silas, don’t ever question me again, do you goddamn job as part of the Monarch and do as I ask, watch out for Tenley nothing else.” He sneers, slapping his hand down on his desk.
“Tenley is ours father, fucking ours.” I growl.
For the first time I don’t hate saying the word ‘ us’ out loud.
Clenching my jaw I shake my head once and exit his office not wanting to hear any more bullshit he spews, slamming the door behind me, I calm myself down walking away before I do something too soon.
Something catches my arm tugging me into a corner, slamming my back into the wall. I raise my hand ready to slam my fist into their face when Knox catches my hand inches from his face.
He stares at me with an intense look, waiting for me to make another move.
“Truth or dare Creed? He breathes, getting in my face.
“Fuck you Lawson.” I hiss, as he shoves me harder into the wall.
“Tell me, does Daddy know your fucking her?”
“Fuck you?”
“Come on Silas, play your game. Truth or dare?” he growls.
“Truth.” I snap.
Knox smirks, the corner of his mouth lifting into a devilish smile as he moves forward his face is inches from mine.
Rage burns in my eyes as Knox slides his knife against my jaw.
“Back the fuck off, Lawson.”
“Tell me Creed, you enjoy being at the fucking top?”
I push my forehead into his, forcing him to take a step back and causing the blade to cut into my skin.
“I’m going to enjoy fucking ending you if you don’t get out of my face.”
Chuckling, Knox holds up the knife, licking my blood from the blade before he taps me on the tip of the nose with it .
“I like you Creed, it’s the only reason I won’t put this blade through your skin, but I know your father is behind this entire fucking operation.”
“We have a deal Lawson.”
“I never back out of my deals, Creed, you should know that.”
“Then back the fuck up, because if you don’t get out of my face I will use that knife to slice your throat.” I demand.
“Woah, don’t promise me a good time unless you're going to commit.” He chuckles.
“You really are a crazy mother fucker Lawson.”
Shrugging Knox lets go of me before moving to the side letting me move off the wall.
“To answer your question, yes I fucking do. I’m the fucking King. and I’ll do whatever it takes to stay at the top.”
Knox lifts his hand slapping my cheek once, “That's my boy, now lets bring this fucking place down, shall we?”
“Hey Knox,” I say when he turns to walk away.
Looking over his shoulder Knox runs his tongue across his lips lifting an eyebrow.
“Let’s end this once and for all.”
“Oh, I plan to do that and so much fucking more, Creed.”
With that he walks away and for once I believe his crazy ass.