Page 89 of A Blackened Bond

Her sister was…some blonde bimbo who seemed to have attention issues and lousy taste.

I glance around the overly decadent room, my brows pinching together. Why the hell did she get a roomlike this,and my Red got a tiny storage room?

You usually get a better room if you have a better status here. Money and power speak louder than anything else to the hungry pricks in this community.As fucking usual.

But why, if they were sisters, was my girl getting less than her younger sister?

I thought the room was small each time Ez and I dropped by to visit Red before, but…I look toward the huge master king-size bed and then to the red crystal chandelier hanging in the centre of the room, my lip pulling up in disgust.This was too much of a difference.

What did my girl have to deal with outside of this shithole? How did her family treat her if this bitch got all the better treatment here?

She had old and cracked furniture, a tiny bed barely big enough for one person, and a room devoid of colour.

Or any of my beautiful Red’s soulful personality.

This room has photos of her demented sister smiling everywhere, with jewellery and clothes falling from every drawer and desk, each piece looking more expensive than the next. It was stacked with more expensive shit than most of the other students could afford here.

And that’s saying something for these preppy bastards.

I take my lighter from my pocket, flicking the flame back and forth as I feel anger bubbling inside me. Something was crawling at the back of my mind, niggling at me.

My Red’s eyes were too deep and too full of pain and sorrow. I thought it was just this shithole trying to pull her down, butmaybe there was more to it than that and more than we know about our girl.

I clench my free fist, my nails biting into my skin as I continue to stare at all this bitch’s shit. How the fuck was everyone so blind around my beautiful Red? How could nobody else see the diamond she was? See how utterly breathtaking and beautiful she was? Those deep blue eyes and plump lips alone could bring any man to his knees.

Maybe I should start that collection I had planned before. Especially since nobody seems to be using their damn eyes and ears with my Red anyway. What's the problem in taking a few since they weren’t being used?

I bite my lip. It was probably more than just a few people in his hellhole, though…A frustrated sigh leaves my lips. Looks like I’ll have to burn the academy down. I’ll burn every bastard to the ground and dance on their ashes for treating my Red the way they have.

And then I’ll find out what's happening with her and her family. Better yet, I’ll get Ezra to put his scaly feelers out. It’s time to teach everyone why they shouldn’t fuck with me and mine.

I peer toward Ezra. I mean‘Ours’.

Creed always told me to behave, to play nice, and to keep the academy and authorities away for now. But fuck that.

No one fucks with one of mine.With our Red.

This school's in for a dark awakening when they get back.

Let the bloodbath begin. A grin stretches my cheeks with the thought.

Movement across the room pulls my attention back and toward her.Red.

My saviour, my soulmate.

I don't know how I got so lucky, or what prick I killed in the past that deserved it so much the Gods decided to gift me with Red. But fuck, I know I’m one lucky man.

I’m not stupid. I know I got the golden goose when I got my girl. Golden? Nah, she's better than gold or diamonds. I don't think I could compare Red to anything else. Something that amazing doesn't exist. She's…everything.

I'm about to make my way over to her and ask if I could burn or break a few things before our time is up, when I come to a quick stop.

She's frozen to the spot as she clutches a chain or bracelet in her hands, her face pale and her eyes growing darker.

Ez notices her too and looks toward me. We both head over to her, taking a space to each side of her.

She doesn't move, not noticing our presence yet, and is lost in whatever dark thoughts are trying to take hold of her. But neither of us will allow that shit.

Ezra slowly places his hand over hers as I put mine on her back, both of us crowding into her and snapping her out of whatever is going on in her head.

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