Page 14 of Forbidden Valentine

“You, Sir… are fucking amazing,” I pant.

“So are you, my love. So are you,” he says sweetly before gently kissing me.

I am curled upin Gunner’s lap, laying against his chest. We are both watching television when the doorbell rings. I go to jump out of his lap, but he holds me in place. “Own it, Love,” he says. “It’s open.”

“Aww. Isn’t that cute,” Veronica says. “Here is some clothes for you. Hey Vega.”

“I have been inside your friend, Veronica. Just call me Gunner outside of class,” Gunner says as he turns the television off.

“Well, Gunner… If you hurt my girl, I’ll cut your face off and wear it as a Halloween mask,” she says sweetly.

“I’d like to tell you she’s joking, but she’s probably not,” I say to him with a smile.

“I won’t hurt her, but it would make a killer costume,” Gunner remarks.

“You’re such a smartass,” I laugh. “Come sit down, Veronica.”

“What’s up?” she asks, sitting next to us.

“I…” I start to say but tear up. “Fuck."

“Want me to tell her?” he asks softly.

“Uhm… please,” I say.

“Last night, after she left the date, she meant to send you a text but sent it to me. She was then essentially dragged into an alleyway and raped by Charlie. At some point, she was able to get a hold of something and start hitting him with it. He started choking her, so she kept hitting him with it until he finally stopped. That something was a tent spike, and he died,” Gunner explains. “He was brought here and cut up to be fed to my pigs.”

“Wait. You have pigs and I have not met them?” she asks. “Sorry. Murder. Continue.”

“The story that we are telling is that I got to her before he did, and she came home with me to stay in the guest room,” Gunner explains. “Worst-case scenario, we say that the St. Valentine Butcher was the one who saved her, and she was afraid to tell the truth.”

“You sound like you… have experience,” she says carefully.

“Because I do,” he says. “I trust her, and she trusts you, so… know that I am the butcher. I will make sure Mila does not have any issues with this.”

“What happens if they know she stayed here? Isn’t that against the rules?” she asks.

“Not directly. I have opened my home to students before when they drink too much to go back on campus,” he says.

“I’ll just skip the part where I got folded like a towel in his bed,” I say with a smile.

“So, let’s recap,” she says. “You got raped, killed the fucker, and then your hot professor helped hide the body before fold fucking you in his bed?”

“Basically,” I say.

“Cool. I still want to meet the pigs,” she says with a smile. “Also, I am so sorry that happened, Mila. Truly. The fucker got what he deserved.”

“You’re not mad?” I ask.

“No. If I had known he was your date, I wouldnothave let you go. He is creepier than Blaise,” she says. “His dad is all sorts of freaked out right now though. You might want to address that.”

“Yeah,” Gunner sighs. “How about this? Get dressed and ride with Veronica to campus. I’ll go to my office, and you come straight to me. If anyone comes looking for you, we can just be recapping for the exam. Just say you would feel more comfortable to not talk to them alone and I will be there.”

“Okay,” I sigh. “Thank you, Gunner.”

“I’m going to bend you over each time you thank me,” he says as a warning.

“Thank you, Professor Vega,” I say with a grin.

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