Page 68 of Malicious Desires

Reece slams the door closed, and steps up behind me. His arms wrap around me and he leans on my shoulder.

“Find anything pretty boy?” he asks.

I turn back to give him a kiss. “Not yet, but there has to be something here. There’s so many files and folders of paperwork.”

“True,” Reece responds as I flick through a wad of papers in an unmarked file. “Those look suspicious.”

I pull them out, closing the filing cabinet with my hip, and spread out the pages on the desk. My eyes boggle as I glance over the documents.

“Shit, these aren’t just any random pieces of paperwork, Jasp,” Reece remarks, picking up one and studying it.

“You don’t say. What’s that one?”

“It’s a copy of the deed to the Cassidy club. Your father sold it to mine.”

“That’s crazy,” I respond, shaking my head because I can’t believe it. It seems our parents have been doing dodgy deals between each other amidst this so-called feud for years. Their being enemies is all about the money. I hold up the document I’m scanning. “Look, this is bank statements detailing payments into foreign accounts with the Cassidy club being a source.”

Reece scoffs and shakes his head. “Our parents are fucking hypocrites. Preaching to us, and the whole of Vemore that they’re enemies but it’s false.”

“Which is why we need to get them to own up to their lies,” I say, turning my back to face the photocopier behind me. I take a copy of the bank statements and the deed before filing them again as though I haven’t touched them.

“We should get something to wipe our fingerprints off the drawers and cabinets.”

I nod, affirming his words. “There’s some alcohol wipes in the first aid kit.”

“That’ll work,” Reece affirms, giving me a quick kiss as I head out to the kitchen to grab the first kit from under the sink.

Taking a few alcohol wipes back into my father’s office, I quickly wipe over the drawers and the filing cabinet so they look completely untouched.

I stuff them into my pockets and take Reece’s hand in mine to leave the office. He snatches them out, laughing. “You need to wipe the door handle too, pretty boy.”

I laugh under my breath. “Oh yeah.”

“Clearly you’ve never committed a crime, Capullo. You’d get caught for sure.”

“Probably,” I respond with a low laugh. “Do you need to head straight back to the dorms? Or wanna hang out in my room for a bit?”

“What’s on offer if we hang out?”

“I might have some weed we can share, if you’re down.”

“I’m down,” Reece responds, squeezing my hand. “If I get to fuck you whilst we’re high?”

I drag him to my room, pushing him down onto the bed and kissing him.

“You can fuck me anytime, baby,” I tease, kissing him harder and revelling in the taste of his mouth. The thought of fucking him whilst we’re high already has my dick stirring in my pants. I’m a fiend for Reece Montserrat’s dick.

Chapter 39

Jasper

In the Art room after hours, I’m trying to paint Reece for my end of semester piece. He’s shirtless, wearing only grey sweats and is staring at me with a wicked smirk whilst I try to concentrate on the painting. It’s near impossible because Reece is a distraction at any time, and even more so when he’s half naked and giving me a smirk that makes my stomach flip with the lust I feel for him.

He’s insatiable.

“Stop, Ree,” I plead, slapping his arm and forcing him to look at me.

“Stop what, Jasp?” he taunts, winking at me and then licking his lips.

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