Page 269 of Bad for Me

HIS OBSESSION

WILLOW SINCLAIR

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NATALIE

“Miss Davis,did you or did you not hack into the school servers and change some grades?” Dean Smith leaned on the front of his desk in front of me, crossing his arms.

I wrung my hands in my lap. How had I messed up? I’d been so careful. I was certain I’d covered my tracks. When campus security showed up at my dorm room this morning, I knew I was screwed. It hadn’t been worth the thousand bucks I’d been paid. Cracking the university firewall had been for the high.

“Are you not going to say anything?”

I swallowed hard. “You’ve already made up your mind if I did it or not.”

He walked around and sat in his chair. “I should call the police.”

My eyes went wide. “The police? I didn’t break any laws. You changed everything back, no harm, no foul.”

“You hacked our systems and did, lord knows what, which is illegal. It comes with fines and jail time. Either way, you’re being expelled, Miss Davis. Security is going to escort you back to your dorm while you gather your things.”

Fucking shit. “I graduate in the spring.” A tear fell down my cheek. “I'm sorry, I...”

“You should have thought about that before you broke the law.”

I stood and leaned on his desk. “Please Dean Smith, it was a stupid prank, it won’t happen again. If you kick me out, I don’t have anywhere to go.” It was more than that. My scholarship covered all my living expenses, but I did not have savings built up to move out.

“Who were your accomplices?”

I sat back down, crossing my arms. I didn't know why I was hesitating. They had changed the grades. I'd just hacked the system.

“Can’t you put me on probation or something, please? I'll be gone at the end of the year.” My voice cracked. “I'll do anything.”

He bit his lip and looked me over like a piece of meat.

“Be careful what you're offering, Miss Davis.”

I gulped. “There's a way?”

He stood again and rounded the desk before sitting on it. “I'm not sure you could handle it.”

“Dean Smith, please.”

The way he sat displayed his thick legs and if I didn't know better, he was getting off on this.

He walked to a nearby filing cabinet and pulled out a packet of papers.

“My colleagues would love you. Tell me, Miss Davis, are you a virgin?”

I stared at him in shock. Was I a what?

He handed me the paper. “It was a simple question, Miss Davis. Have you been fucked before?”

I looked up from the paper to him and confirmed my earlier suspicions, his cock was pushing against his slacks. He was getting off on this.

I shook my head.

He grabbed my chin and lifted it, forcing me to look at him.

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