Page 56 of Vicious Knight

It was the quickest and easiest thing I could think of to hide her.

I tossed her over my shoulder and barely managed to escape the Knights who’d gone down there to investigate. They would have found her and they would have punished her.

It was the motion detectors that picked up activity down in the tunnels.

The Knights also heard Ivy scream along with the army of rats that had suddenly taken up residence down there.

I just happened to be at Raventhorn Hall tonight. Lucky for the little deer.

Caspian and I had to attend a Knights’ council meeting. Afterwards we were going to head back to Erebus House for the party.

I went down to the ceremony hall to speak to one of my friends and that’s when I heard the commotion—aka Ivy. I decided to join the guys who were checking it out but I almost didn’t.

There are cameras down there in the tunnels but they were switched off.

It’s not the first time that’s happened. People like me do that all the time. We also use the secret tunnels when we want to get on and off campus without being seen or recorded.

The moment I saw her, frightened and terrified, I knew exactly what happened—Tiffany and her pranks.

The evil bitch set Ivy up to get kicked out of Raventhorn. If Ivy had been found, her stepfather, Levgen, would have been reprimanded, so he would have been restricted from his senior Knight privileges for a year.

He would also be excluded from the annual collective fund award, which can earn you a million dollars in bonuses each year.

I don’t know what the hell Ivy did to Tiffany to deserve this sort of punishment but she crossed a line that shouldn’t have been crossed.

I’ll definitely be having words with her, but I’ll admit I’m not too mad that her prank got me the woman I want lying in my bed.

Ivy is sprawled out like a virgin sacrifice.

I should wake her. She’s been out for a little over two hours. But the fascinated part of me wants to savor this moment just a little longer. In this quiet, intimate space, she’s mine.

Mine to watch however I want.

Mine to dissect from head to toe.

What would she do if she knew all the lewd thoughts running through my head, and all the ways I’ve fucked her in my mind in just the last five minutes?

I smile at the thought and the memory of her perfect, perfect naked body.

What I’d imagined hadn’t done her any justice. The real naked Ivy I saw was a goddess.

Now she’s here. The little deer is caught in the hunter’s trap, and the only way she’s leaving me is if I say so.

I could certainly have some fun with this because no matter what Tiffany did, Ivy now owes me for saving her ass.

The sound of my front door opening pulls me from my wild fascination.

Moments later Lucian finds me. He helped me get Ivy here. He met me at the tunnels in his car and we drove her back here. It’s crazy how the two of us have become as thick as thieves.

“She still asleep?” he asks, glancing at Ivy in my room.

“Yes. There’s no need for you to check.” I step in front of him so he can’t see her. I don’t want him or anyone else looking at her.

He smirks and rolls his eyes at me. “Alright, Thorne. Let’s not forget that I was the guy who helped you get her here. And I’ll be the same guy who’ll keep his mouth shut about where she was.”

“And that’s why you have the privilege of being called my friend. Otherwise I’d have to kill you. Or at the very least cut out your tongue so you can’t speak and chop off your hands so you can’t write.”

“Jesus. You are one crazy motherfucker.”

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