Page 22 of Kiss the Villain

Pretty sure he has a girl he’s been stalking at the neighboring Royal Elite University. Now, if both she and Cherry could make it to the initiation, how entertaining would that be?

Not as entertaining as Vaughn and Yulian—the latter of whom won’t refuse an invitation if given one—but close enough.

As the others keep buzzing around me, I reply to Cherry.

Me

Hi, beautiful. Miss your face.

Cherry

Not more than me. I get so wet thinking of your huge cock every night and I have to use this toy I got. It’s not as big as you, though *pouting GIF*

Ew.

You’re killing me. I’m getting hard in class.

Nope. My dick is as dead as a corpse, actually.

Yum.

Listen. You know there’s that initiation coming up, right? Want to join?

OMG, really?

What a tool. She must think I’m a simp who’s drooling over her and she can use me as she sees fit. In fact, Cherry has been hinting at the initiation for a while. Only an idiot wouldn’t notice her blatant attempts to get invited.

Really. Tell you what, I’ll even protect you and make sure you get to the finish line. How does that sound?

Sounds amazing! You’re the best.

Don’t go stating the obvious now.

“…what do you think, Gaz?”

I lift my head at Morgan’s voice—who’s still rubbing her tits all over me.

The shirt will be burned later.

“Depends, really,” I say, even though I have no clue what the fuck they’re talking about.

“I mean, he has a great reputation.” One of the guys, Meyers, picks up the conversation. “And since criminal law is an important part of the core curriculum, this will be fun.”

“Heard he’s hot as fuck,” a girl chimes in. “I call dibs.”

“Get in line,” her friend says.

“I’m the one who shared the information about him first,” Morgan protests.

Ah. The professor.

I swear to fuck I lose brain cells whenever I listen to their gossip.

Whoever this professor is, they’ll fall under my spell like the lot of them. I’m charming, smart, and an A+ student, which is porn for professors. But, like, professionally.

None of my classmates even try to beat me in grades anymore. Not even Zara Jones, Morgan’s friend and the only one who’s now talking about the Professor’s good reputation instead of how hot he is.

Zara, like everyone, learned she’ll never reach my level. What’s effortless for me is something she and the others can only achieve if they study day and night.

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