Page 15 of Dare To Break

Shit! When did I fall asleep?

I rub my eyes, glancing around in confusion. Why have we stopped?

“What are you doing?”

Has he been creeping on me the whole drive while I’ve been unconscious? The idea of Eli Travers watching me sleeping leaves me unsettled.

He’s resting his forearms on the steering wheel, staring at me. “Get out.”

I pop out one earbud, and tiny shivers ripple through me at the dark smile on his face.

“What?”

“Get out.”

I scan the scenery outside the window. “But we’re miles from anywhere.”

His jaw tightens, and his head turns to stare out of the window. “Get out, or I’ll drag you out by your fucking hair.”

When I don’t move, he unclips his seatbelt and reaches for the door handle. Alarm rips through me, and I scramble to undo my own. I snatch up my backpack, throw open the door, and climb out.

“Eli, please don’t do this.”

He tosses my two suitcases out of the back and onto the road. “School is approximately two miles in that direction.” He points along the road.

I grab his arm as he steps away. “You can’t just leave me in the middle of nowhere.” My voice is shrill.

His attention shifts to my hand. In two strides, he has me pinned against the car. I let go of him, in favor of pushing at his chest, but it does nothing to stop him crowding close. His hands secure my arms as I try to struggle away from him. When I realize there’s no escape, I stare up at his angry face.

“I can do whatever the fuck I want. This is my world you’re stepping into. You aren’t in Hicksville anymore. You’re so way out of your depth; you have no idea.” He picks up a lock of my hair and rubs it between his fingers. “Welcome to day one of your life at Churchill Bradley Academy, Princess.”

My body shakes, shock turning to rage. “Don’t pull this bullshit on me.”

He wants me to fear him, and I do, but I refuse to let him see it and give him that power over me.

He’s so close I can smell the mint on his breath, feel his warmth, and the hardness of his dick through his jeans. He’s just a pervert who gets off on frightening people.

Our gazes hold and clash. His eyes bore into mine, hard as flint, without an ounce of mercy. After a few seconds, I waver, and lower my eyes.

He pushes off me the moment I drop eye-contact and walks back to the driver’s side of the car. “Enjoy the walk.” He swings into the car and slams the door.

I peel myself away from the side of the car, and kick at his back tire. “You son of a bitch.”

I should have seen this shit coming.

He spins the wheel, kicking up a cloud of dirt before taking off along the road at high speed. I curse him under my breath.

When I dig my phone out of my pocket, and check the cell reception, my heart sinks.

No signal.

I shove it away again, and ball my hands into fists, watching the car until it’s out of sight. I can’t stop shaking, and it’s hard to inhale through the tightness in my throat. Tears of fury threaten to spill from my eyes, but I blink them back.

I hate him.

Chapter 10

Eli

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