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With them by my side, my fears melt, and I can beat this fucking world.

“No pouting.” Brant smiles sweetly. “First, we’re going to give you the night of your life. Drink. Dance. Enjoy.”

“Then, we’re going home and finish David,” Castor groans. “I promise you, he’ll be waiting. And we’re going to enjoy every single second of it.”

12

PRINCE

B’s right. Finn only needs a few cocktails to warm up. Some good songs and a few chicks who treat him like their party brother.

Things don’t come naturally to our flower. Even I see that.

There might be many things me and Bran don’t automatically understand about emotions, but for some reason, they come easy with Finn. Have been for the past year, ever since we started fantasizing about him.

“Is the place burning yet?” Bran asks. We’re leaning side by side against the bar, watching Finn dance. Other drunk classmates are dancing and singing around him.

“Yep.” I show him the live footage on my telephone screen.

Bran whistles. “Nice. Too bad those damn trailers burn quick.”

“Hmm. Well, at least it’s another thing ticked off the list.”

“Want to tell me what crawled up the dad’s ass? He was furious when he saw David coming out of the restrooms.”

I pocket my phone and point my chin to where the sponsors stand together, talking. “Same thing as what these guys all have in common. Fear for the public opinion. Shame. And Daddy hasplenty of that, with an athlete son who struggles at college and prefers dick, despite the girlfriend he flaunts around.”

“So?” Bran nudges me in the side. “Come on, what did you tell him?”

I smile and take a drink from my cocktail. “These are a little too sweet for my taste.”

“Oh, come on,” Bran groans.

I chuckle. “I told Daddy about the cameras.”

“The cameras?” Bran frowns.

“Hmm. I told him that the owner of the asylum caught his son sneaking around the property last night on camera illegally. An authorization to visit the property had been issued to Finn Anderson but not to the other four students.” I bump the point of his shoe with mine. “Did you know that a burglary charge is classified as a Class B felony?”

Bran whistles. “Fuck me.”

“Can you imagine what being caught on camera fucking another guy would look like? Regardless of whether it truly happened.” I smirk. “Anyway, Daddy and I agreed on the matter. He apologized beautifully. He told me he tried his best but that his son was trouble. I told him I’d keep him quiet for now. He thanked me, and I watched him storm off to have a discussion with David.”

We both laugh and watch Finn spins one of the girls by her hand, making her giggle.

I take Bran’s hand in mine and squeeze. “I think it’s about time we call it a night. We don’t want David to wait too long to get his revenge.”

Bran snorts. “Revenge. I bet that’s what he wants. But what he’ll get instead is death.”

My cock twitches at the promise. “He does. First, we’ll give him what he deserves, and then I get to fuck you. This night can’t get any better.”

Bran snorts. “You’re such a romantic.”

“Yeah.” I kick myself off the bar. “I am. Just watch me. By the way,” I turn over my shoulder, “I still haven’t seen him in lace yet.”

“He looks delicious,” Bran shouts over the music.

Finn looks up when he sees me coming. He blushes.

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