Chapter 30 #2
Corden nods then grabs his phone. “I can start looking into that. Can you pass me Bishops number and I can find out how far he has gotten with them,”
“Yeah, but I have to warn you, he is a little rough around the edges,”
Corden smirks. “I can handle it,” But then his jest ends and his eyes flit between Piper and Asher. “Do you mind if I tell my brother?”
“Who’s your brother?” Jacob snaps.
“He is an ex Marrowton Academy student, and his best friend went missing. Her name was in that drawer along with all the others. He always had a feeling she didn’t drop out but could never find any evidence to suggest otherwise,”
“Yeah, but what could he add to the group other than words?” Daylan’s voice vibrates from behind me.
“He is the founder and owner of Eidolon Security,” Corden shrugs.
“Hold the fuck up,” Daylan announces as he stands and moves closer to the group. “Your brother is Castille Thorne,”
“How did you not know that?” Asher snorts.
“Did you not see the file I sent you on everyone’s backgrounds?
” I freeze. I assumed Asher will have had us all looked at thoroughly, especially if we were getting close to Piper, but this confirms he received the fake file and life my father paid someone to create.
Will he ever forgive me for all the lies?
“You know I don’t” Daylan chuckles.
“Yeah, Castille is my brother, and he will definitely want to know about this. Once he graduated, he was no longer allowed access into the academy to keep searching for information, he even tried to get a job here as a lecturer, but they turned him down. He needs to find out what happened to her as much as we need to protect Piper. Plus, he will make searching the students faster,”
Asher nods after Piper gives her go ahead. “Tell him,”
“So,” I break my silence. “What can I do?”
“You can stay as far away from this as possible. You already have someone threatening you,” Asher stands before me as I scramble to my feet. “Speaking of the note, I need it. Corden can your brother get it analysed?” He nods.
“No way. I am the one who found those files,” I growl.
“Erm actually that was me,” Corden has the nerve to say.
“Actually,” I snap. “It was my idea to go to the records room. You wouldn’t have even been there if it wasn’t for me. I was also the one who told you about Piper’s name being in there,” I poke my index finger into Asher’s chest as he smirks down at my little tantrum.
“Far later than you should have,”
“I already apologised for that,” I cross my arms over my chest. “I am not being kept from this. If you try and keep me out, I will just start investigating things myself,”
He bites the corner of his bottom lip, still slightly amused. “How about you keep Piper company and keep watch to see if anyone is overly interested in her. Plus, keep questioning those closest to Bronwyn,” Then he rethinks. “All those who aren’t Max,” He grunts.
Aw he’s jealous.
“Then in a couple days we can meet up here again and swap info?”
“Deal,” everyone else says together.
“Fine,” I huff. “But what will you be doing?”
“It’s time me and Mr. Carmichael had another little chat,” A fiery rage lifts his mouth in a devious smile, the dangerous look on his face promises pain.
A bolt of electricity heads between my legs and I pull them together to try and release the growing arousal.
Asher notes the movement and runs his tongue along his plump bottom lip.
“Everyone out,” The authority in his voice adds to my want for him.
Without hesitation the bodies in the room exit, Corden being the last through the door, but not before winking at me.
“Pants off,” Asher orders as I raise a brow at him.
“Either you do it, or I do. I don’t want to hurt your side, but I will if you make me,” He grins showing teeth. “I know you like a bite of pain with your pleasure,”
I almost make a move to run away from him and shout ‘catch me if you can’ but my side really does hurt like a bitch. I roll my eyes and drop my pants along with my thong and watch Asher’s pupil’s blow. Then he falls to his knees before me and lifts one leg over his shoulder.
“Such a perfect pussy,” He places a kiss to the inside of my thigh, close enough to my centre to send a flood but not enough to release the growing pressure.
“I want you to come in my mouth while I finger fuck you,” I moan as he glances up at me.
“Then I am going to slip inside of you slowly, nothing rushed, fast or hard. I am going to take my time until you are a writhing dripping mess, and then you are going to cream all over my cock,”
“Shit, Asher,” My core clenches but there is nothing to grab around, and I whimper. He hovers his mouth over me and runs his fingers up through my folds circling my clit. My hips rock as I chase whatever is building, but it isn’t enough.
“Please,” I whimper.
He removes his fingers and I almost scream. “The next time something happens, like the notes under your door. You tell me. Got it,”
I nod quickly.
“We made a deal remember. We tell each other everything that happens moving forward,”
“I promise,” I grab his head and pull it closer to my core. “Now use that delightful mouth on me until I scream your name,”
Asher’s grip on my hip turns punishing. “As you wish little vixen." Then he devours me until I am a writhing mess as he planned, all while I pray for this to never end.