Chapter 78 Sable
SABLE
Cleaning the banquet hall of the dead bodies is not as difficult as I thought it would be. And by “cleaning,” I mean paying enough people for their work and silence. Turns out, nothing is impossible when you have money to spare.
The cause of death becomes a joke between us. We sit every night, giving people theirs, something that will really humiliate them. The public won’t be aware of the death certificates that we are fabricating, but this is an opportunity to be creative, and we’re taking it.
After every death is explained and put to rest, the issue of Bellthorn is addressed. The academy is an independent entity, but it has survived on the money of the five families for far too long. The president is on top of us, sure that something is terribly wrong.
He knows something happened in the banquet hall.
Too many people have been coming and going to claim it’s nothing.
He’s smart enough not to ask too much, but he must know power has changed hands because he’s all over the boys, asking for a firm position about the school’s donations.
He’s not the only one afraid of the future we have planned.
Controlling this type of empire takes time and effort.
Parker wants to see it all burn. He wants to stop paying everyone the four families had been paying before, just wash our hands and walk away, but I know this is not the right thing to do.
I want to undo a lot of the harm they caused, and to do that, we have to understand every string the four families pull, then come up with a plan for better.
We are at the twins’ apartment, each one of us has a pile of paperwork, physical or online, as we learn about the business. There are bank accounts to take over, people to talk to, and decisions to make.
“I get that we need time to decide what to do with it all,” Orion groans from his spot at the desk, looking over the Rook organization paperwork. “But some things we can get rid of already.”
“I thought you always wanted to be the heir, Brother.” Soren snickers.
“Nah, I changed my mind. The whole thing is stupid.”
“We have to look over every contract,” Lex says with his eyes cast down in concentration. “I want to cut the right ties to starve the system.”
I nod. It might be a lot of work, but the four families are involved in too much shit with more powerful people. It’s a delicate corrupt ecosystem, a surgery, and Lex is ready for the challenge.
“What about Bellthorn?” Hadrian asks. “This castle. What is this for?”
“Pride,” Orion says. “Father always said Bellthorn is the pride of the four families.”
“Look where it got him.” Soren chuckles.
He’s in an excellent mood since we killed all his demons.
“Pride, yes,” Hadrian agrees. “But it’s also controlling the education of the elite. Everyone who has money in this country sends their kid here, and in their formative years, they watch as the four families live like kings. The Offering, how they push us to behave. It’s a spectacle of control.”
“Are you arguing that Bellthorn should go?” Lex finally looks away from his laptop.
“Yes.”
The requests sit with each one of us, and I can see in every face that the temptation is real. I sit up straight and look around, waiting for someone to say why we need to keep Bellthorn.
This place has been a prison to us all, in different ways, but a prison nonetheless. I don’t want to keep this school, not for my memories here and not for what it does.
“Let’s empty Bellthorn.” Parker vocalizes everyone’s wish.
Lex throws his head back and laughs, shocking us all, but the happiness is a live wire, and soon, we are all laughing. Empty Bellthorn? Send home every entitled asshole who fed from this system? Enjoy some time in this castle without watching our backs.
“I’m writing the president an email.” Hadrian grabs his laptop. “And then I’m sending a blast to every student.”
I bite my lip. “What are you saying in the email?”
“They have until Friday to leave. We’re done with all of them.” He types out the message, and then we simply have to wait.
The week drags. Some students were smart, cleaned up their bedrooms, and called their drivers the same day the email went out. Some kept hoping it was a prank, administration included, but as more funds were refused, more teachers fled, and soon, the students had to accept we weren’t joking.
Bellthorn Academy is truly done.
By Wednesday, only thirty percent of the student body hangs around, but to us, that’s too many. There’s always pushback when change is imminent, but we don’t care about the old values they’re clinging to. If Bellthorn can’t survive without hefty donations, it means the castle is ours.
And I want them off my lawn.
“Let’s go, I have an idea.” Orion grabs me by the hand and tugs me away from the room.
The rest follow in silence, narrowing their eyes when they see yet another student who didn’t get the hint. When we arrive at the atrium, Orion opens the door to the left. I’ve never been out there. Apparently, Bellthorn has a few secrets left for me to learn.
Orion leads us to a throne in the corner. He lifts it and puts it right in the middle of the room. People mill past, and he smiles at the confused faces of the students. “This is our home now. And we do whatever we want in our home,” he explains.
“What does that mean?” I ask him with my arms crossed in front of my chest.
“You know what it means.”
“I fear I don’t.”
He winks at me and points at the throne. “Sit down, Brother. We have a point to prove.”
Soren smirks and follows the instructions, taking off his shirt but keeping his pants on. Oh God, they are all shameless. My eyes devour him, and I realize I’m just as bad.
Whoever wasn’t hanging around the atrium rushes in, thirsty to see what we are pulling off next. I can’t believe we’re actually doing this, but fuck it, Bellthorn is mine, and I don’t see a better way to prove it to all of them.
Soren spreads his arms, inviting me to sit down, and I take the invitation.
Spreading my legs and lifting my dress as I sit, I appreciate the hardness of his ready cock.
I think about how these people mistreated him, and I don’t feel shame anymore.
That first night back together, I fucked him until he only thought of me.
Now, I’m going to do something similar but for the student body.
Whenever they think of someone fucking Soren, it will be me instead of that bitch.
He uses the length of my dress to cover himself while he pulls out his hard cock. People leave by the droves, but plenty of them dawdle to watch. We’re going to give them all an unbelievable story to tell. It’s the end of Bellthorn; this tale will be forever remembered.
Parker kneels in front of me, grabbing my foot and lifting it to rest on his shoulder.
He leans forward, pushing up my dress and exposing my sex where Soren’s hard cock is already playing with me.
He pulls my underwear down to my ankles and then slips them off before tossing them toward the crowd.
I giggle when I see a girl jumping out of the panties way, before a guy sweeps in and pockets it.
Some people stop walking entirely, mouths hanging open when they see Orion lean forward to taste me while Parker holds me open for him.
It’s beautiful teamwork.
The crowd is forgotten as Soren’s cock pushes deep into me, and Orion’s tongue drives me crazy.
Nothing exists beyond them, and this is the moment I finally understand that.
It doesn’t matter what the student body whispers about this outside these walls.
In the end, only what we believe is truly important.
Hadrian sucks on my nipple, and I moan loudly. My pleasure echoes around the castle. It’s so raw and powerful, it might have scared the rest of the students still lingering. That’s the thing with their curiosity, it’s shallow. It can’t take what we really are.
My knees are soft, and Soren holds my waist, his fingers digging into my skin and guiding me as I bounce on his cock. He grunts in my ear, and I lose my mind, crying out his name. Lex comes from behind, swallowing my moans, devouring my mouth.
They are greedy, each one of them stealing pleasure for themselves, making me feel full and so fucking needy.
I come around Soren’s cock, pleasure so great I see just white for a moment.
When I open my eyes, Parker rubs his cock furiously, eyes on me like there’s nothing else in the world worth seeing.
Orion does the same, and so do Hadrian and Lex. I love having them all come inside me, but there’s something so delicious about them just looking at me and stroking so hard and fast. My back arches as I ask for more.
“Come all over me,” I tell them. “Paint me. Mark me. Own me.”
Soren comes inside me. My wish is too much for him, and he loses control. I whimper and come again, squeezing his cock until he calls my name.
Orion stands, cock aimed at my belly. It doesn’t take long before the warm spray hits me. Parker follows, aiming at my leg, and Hadrian paints my breasts. At last, it’s Lex, green eyes firmly on me when he comes over my lips, dripping down to my chin.
I’m theirs, and they are mine, and now there’s no way anyone can deny it.