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He towers over me. I have to tilt my head to make eye contact with his mask. Without speaking to me, he lifts his right handand touches under my chin. Two fingers. Two rough fingers. A warm touch that sends an itchy chill along my spine.

“New arrival,” he says in a deep voice that instantly has my toes curling. “Serafina. You. Are. Mine. Now get on your fucking knees and thank me.”

My chin quivers. Chills move from my spine throughout my body. My nostrils flare.

“I don’t even know who you are,” I manage to say.

“Do not fucking talk back to me,new arrival,” he growls. “Do not make me punish you in front of everyone. I said to get on your fucking knees right now.”

His fingers press harder under my chin. He inches closer to me. I can smell his skin. An addictive, intoxicating scent of sweat and a musk that only a man can produce. It’s powerful. He’s powerful.

His hand moves from my chin to my neck. I catch myself tilting my head back even more, as though I’m offering my neck to him. His thumb presses at the center of my throat. I feel pressure inside my throat. A brief sense of panic as though I’m not going to be able to breathe.

“I can’t wait to tighten my grip on your fucking throat soon enough. And you’re going to beg me to do it. But first, you’re going to get down on your fucking knees in front of me and mybrood. If you don’t, I will fucking hurt you.”

My heart races like it never has before in my life. It’s racing and thudding at the same time. I want to look to my right at Lia for some kind of guidance but I don’t need any. I know what I have to do. I know my place. There’s no escapingSinners Academy.

My eyes move to the masked man’s nipple piercing. It turns me on. My inner thighs are warm. Trembling. His hand is still touching my throat. My neck. I… I like this…

Oh fuck.

My knees start to bend and don’t stop until I’m on the ground. On my knees before the masked man. I look up at his cascading muscles. His nipple piercing.

He stares down at me. His mask… The guys behind him…

“You are mine, Serafina,” he says.

I start to breathe heavy. The masked man suddenly starts to grow taller. Wider. He’s… floating…

No.

It’s me.

I’m the one floating…

Oh. Fuck.

I’m passing out.

Chapter Seven

TYRANT

She passes out.Her eyes roll back into her head and she leans back. I grab her hair and pull hard to keep her from smashing her head off the ground.

“Oh, fuck!” Lia screams. She lunges toward me. “That’s enough, Ty!”

I swing my left hand, the back of it connecting with Lia’s left cheek. That sends her tumbling back. She trips over her feet and hits the ground with a gasping thud.

“Don’t fucking use my name when I’m wearing this mask,whore,” I growl at Lia.

She stares at me and nods. “Sorry.”

Behind me I feel Demo, Peri, and Vic tense up.

Welcome to breaking in a new arrival. They don’t just fall and beg for your cock right away. They think they’re still part of regular society. They don’t realize their value just yet. That’s all part of thebreaking inprocess. And truthfully, all this mundane shit drives me insane. Which is why it’s the perfect punishment from Luc to me.

“Permission to speak,” Lia calls out.

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