Page 202 of The Blairville Legacies

“They’re wimps. If you want to experience something, come with us. You’ll have fun, I promise.”

Vivienna looked at me with her icy blue eyes. She was the only one who seemed to be in the mood, even if I didn’t like her.

“I’d love to,” I said, earning a few questioning looks from Grace and Julie and aSeriously, Larissa?look from Bay.

“Well, if you guys don’t like fun, I guess I’ll have to find other friends.”

It had been a joke, but Bayla seemed to take it a bit more seriously and looked at me with a disbelieving expression.

“Themagain...” Amber sighed with a worried undertone, as if she had seen a ghost. She had her eyes fixed on the campus.

In the distance, I recognized three very familiar figures.

Immediately, I pulled out my camera, focused on my target, and pressed the shutter release.

“For fuck’s sake, Larissa! What are you doing?” Grace exclaimed hectic, and pushed my camera down.

“What?” I asked. “Don’t worry. They won’t notice, anyway.”

I put my camera back up and looked through the lens.

As if theyhadnoticed me after all, all three men looked at me.

I felt a little uneasy, but I didn’t bother to press the shutter again. It was as if I was playing with fire.

“They’re heading toward us. Let’s get out of here,” Vivienna hissed, and all three girls immediately stood up.

Sure indeed, the DeLoughrey men came walking straight toward us, which worried me, but I wasn’t alone. This time Adrian couldn’t act out.

Our last encounter had been intense. Just thinking about it made my skin tingle warmly. At least until I remembered that he had simply thrown me out of the window at the end. That arrogant asshole.

“Well done, Larissa. Now you’ve lured them to us.”

The three men came to a halt in their fancy suits right in front of our table, and Miles gave Grace a challenging glare, which made her look at him all the more hostile. But he didn’t seem to care.

It was Adrian, however, who caught my attention completely.

“What do you want?” I asked in a firm voice, trying not to sound nervous.

“You like playing with fire? What?” he murmured in a low voice, looking down at me intently. His left collarbone seemed to stick out a little more than his right, his chin was freshly shaved, and his eyes sparkled in an unusually playful way.

His attractiveness made me block out all the unpleasant encounters.

“Delete the pictures,” he ordered coldly.

And he was an ass. Couldn’t he just enjoy being the center of attention like his brunette buddy?

“That’snotgoing to happen,” I said firmly.

No one would ever be able to forbid me to do what I loved. My camera, my rules.

“Larissa...” Grace grabbed my shoulder, her expression a little frightened. “Just do what he says.”

Why was she so scared of this guy? Just because he drove a fancy car and ran everywhere with his lapdogs like he owned everything, like he was some kind of God?

“You should listen to the Blairs. They have smart thoughts, for once,” he responded in a patronizing way to Grace’s words.

They seemed to know each other... But from where?

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