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With slow steps, she moves into the darkened closet, places her hand on the shelf, and the other one moves her skirt up her legs. I move in, closing the door before anyone can see that ass. Groaning, I move closer, pressing my body into hers.

“Youbest hold on tight because I’m not gonna be nice.” I unzip my pants and move her thong to the side. I took a deep breath, burying my face into her neck, and drove into her, sinking deep in one powerful thrust. Her body jerked forward as she screamed my name.

“Fuck, Jinx. I could spend all day between your legs. Squeeze harder for me.” I bite her neck, driving deep with quick thrusts. Her small moans egg me on for more. “Give me that orgasm, I want to feel you strangle my dick.”

“Atticus.” She groans, pressing her ass into me.

I move my hand to her clit, and I can feel my climax coming when she grips me tighter. Her legs tremble as she comes all over my dick and floor. It’s too much for me to handle that I finish deep inside of her.

“Jesus, Odette.” I press a kiss on her neck before standing and tucking my dick back into my pants.

“Don’t call me that name.” She stands, fixing her skirt.

“I’ll call you whatever name I want. Little grim.” I grip her chin, pressing my lips to hers. “Now, let me escort you to music. While you fill me in on that text fromUnknown.”

I open the door, bringing in light. When I look back at Jinx, she’s gone pale.

Chapter seventeen

Jinx

Fuck you, Atticus stupid Banks.

He always has to stick his nose into my business when he isn’t welcome, and I know for a fact his brother told him to. Ashton is just as bad, but he’ll never ask or pry in my business. He isn’t the asshole out of the two of them. That is left for Atticus.

I say nothing as he practically drags me to Greywood Hall. The text doesn’t need repeating. I can’t bring myself to look at it again, andUnknownis becoming bolder in his messages; I’m afraid it won’t be enough no matter what I do.

Theguys are doing their best to protect me, but it’s not enough. This asshat seems to find me still, he must be having help. That’s the only way he knows my location, but I only talk to the guys and Spencer. And I know they would never tell a soul.

“Jinx? Are you doing alright? You haven’t said a word since the closet.”

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

Atticus growls. “You know what they say about that word?”

I roll my eyes. “That it’s used when you’re depressed, and you don’t want to worry your friends that you’re being a Debbie downer. Don’t worry, Atticus. I mean, I’m fine, as in. I’m all right.”

“God, woman, you are pushing your luck today.”

I smile sweetly at him as we reach the hall’s main doors. “You love it, or you wouldn’t be here still. Thanks for the walk, Ace.”

Greywood Hall was once my sanction. Now, it feels like my prison. Lula and Piper do nothing to help being here anymore. I’m not sure why I’m trying to succeed in music, and knowing Maddox wants the chance to win in the orchestra, how am I supposed to take that away from him and not feel guilty?

I’m glad Maddox didn’t wait for me at the door like I was a five-year-old. It gets embarrassing when they do it. Everyone stares at me already, but adding a six-foot guywho looks way out of my league adds more attention I don’t want.

The weird goth girl must be good with her mouth. She must be having sex with all three to keep them around. I can’t believe they want to be with her out of all the girls in this school. I wonder if she pays them to hang around her; that’s the only way I would be around her.

I’ve heard all the whispers going through the halls; I’m not invisible to their words, but I’m used to them. This school isn’t filled with weirdness like me. It’s all preppy uptight; I get all my money from my daddy-type kids. Therefore, I’ll treat whoever I want the way I want. If they only knew what I could do to them.

“Baby, ready for this?” Maddox asks, holding out his right hand for me.

“Right, the concert is next week, and we need to play for all the puppets, don’t we?”

“Be nice,” he said with a slight laugh.

“I am being nice. I could’ve said worse, and you know it.” I’m worried that Lula will get the spotlight without working for it. Unless Von has officially moved on from her, but I highly doubt it. Piper and Lula, at the same time, are a win in his book.

I do my best to ignore everyone when we enter the room and head straight to my cello. I need to play more; I’m sure most of my stress would disappear if I did. Maddox grabs his guitar and tunes it. The melody he isstrumming is heaven to my ears. I’ll never get tired of hearing my favorite sound in the world.

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