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“He’s such an asshole. I’m sorry they found out. Do you want to go home?” she asked, rubbing my back while I was determined to leave school early.

“You stay here. I need to go talk to Riggs.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, Ken. I’m sure.”

“Miss Bentley!” Mr. T. called out as he followed us to the exit, and when he reached us he frowned at me.

“Is there something you’d like to talk about? I have time. We can go to my office.”

I shook my head. “I’m leaving.”

“You have one more class, Miss Bentley. Follow me to my office,” he offered, but I was hesitant.

“Mr. Fanning will send an email to your dad if you miss his class,” Kennedy reminded me in a worrying tone.

I knew he would, but I didn’t really care.

“We have ten more minutes before class starts. Let’s talk,” Mr. T. said again, and I finally gave in.

I hated the thought of Cedric sending Dad that link, but even if I could stop him from seeing it, this town talked, and someday the truth would come out anyway.

“Fine.”

“I’ll see you in class,” Kennedy said, rubbing my arm before leaving.

I followed Mr. Trapani into his office and sat down in one of the chairs in front of his desk.

“I’ve sent Cedric to the principal. Wanna tell me what’s going on?”

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked to the side, trying to get rid of my anger quietly. “He’s not taking no for an answer and he’s harassed me for not having sex with him multiple times. He’s threatened me before,” I said, sounding like a damn snitch.

“And what’s the threat?”

I moved my eyes to him and raised a brow. “Do you really wanna know?”

“Yes.”

I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the chair. At this point, did it really matter if I told him the truth or not? “I’m a cam girl. They somehow found my website and now he wants to fuck me and in exchange he won’t send the link to my father.”

He didn’t look as surprised as I hoped he would, but then…I guess Mr. T. had always known I wasn’t just a regular student at this school.

“Can you delete that website?”

“Yes, but I’d need to go home to do that.”

He clicked his pen too many times, making me nervous. “Cedric’s with Mr. Thompson and he’ll stay there until school’s over. He’s got a few more classes than you do, so you will have enough time to go back home and make that website disappear.”

He watched me closely, let his eyes wander all the way down to my skirt and back up to my eyes.

Looks from men other than Riggs really didn’t do much for me anymore, and I waited for him to talk again as I didn’t have anything to say.

“You’re not lying to me about the camming thing, right?”

Jesus, why would I expose myself like this otherwise?

I frowned at him.

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