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“Me or you?” She reaches for the base of his cock, and her small pink tongue reaches out and licks the head of his cock, her tongue tasting that piece of metal through the head of his cock. Keegan moans, his hand going to her hair. Her eyes widen as he slips farther into her mouth, and I can see the fear in her eyes.
Fuck, I might be an asshole, but I don't want her scared. I wanted her to enjoy this as much as we would. We’re not that asshole Adrian.
“You can take him. I know you want to.” I sit forward, resting my forearms on my knees. I want to watch her swallow this fear as she takes his cock.
Her eyes flash to mine, and I shake my head. “Watch him, princess. Show him how badly you want his cock.”
I watch as Emilio starts to move beneath her, and she takes strangled breaths around Keegan’s cock.
“Tap my leg twice if you want me to stop,” Emilio murmurs to her, and I can see her relax a little more. He wraps his fist around her hair and tilts her throat up more for Keegan. And I watch as the three of them find rhythm. She bounces on Em’s cock as she swallows Keegan all the way to the hilt.
“Fuck,” I groan. I can't hold back. I pull the leg of my jeans up and take out one of my knives. I lean back and watch them as I free my cock. I stroke it a few times, but it's not enough for me. I need more...
When Isabella groans, I let out the same frustrated sound as I slice through the palm of my hand. The warmth of my blood pools in my fist, the pain a welcome reminder of why I’m here. I reach down to my cock and use my blood as lube. Her eyes widen as they meet mine, watching me stroke myself. She doesn't look away. she’s not scared of what she sees. At least, I don’t think she is. Keegan thrusts down her throat as he roars out his release, and her eyes water as she takes all his cum into her belly.
Keegan pulls his cock free, and she gasps for breath. She licks her lips as she watches my cock. She’s not running away, not like other girls would. There's something about the fact she won't look away that pulls at me. I can't hold back. I grunt, spilling myself over my belly as Isabella tumbles over, unleashing soft pants and wordless cries as Emilio pounds into her from beneath her, grunting his own release.
She turns back to me. I’m covered in my own blood and cum.
I smirk. This is the real me. Take it or leave it.
She licks her lips and grins.
Fuck!
CHAPTER13
ADDIE / ISABELLA
Bang, bang, bang.
Make it stop. I groan, rolling over, but more bangs echo through my dorm room. My phone starts vibrating against my wooden side table, making me jump. One day to sleep in...that’s all I’ve wanted this week to catch up on sleep from Keegan’s birthday party.
With one final huff, I roll over, grabbing my phone to find Angelo’s name flashing on the screen. “What?” I snap, kicking off the sheets until they’re a puddle at the end of the bed.
“You’re late,” Angelo says, then hangs up.
Checking the time on my phone, I squeeze my eyes shut. Sleeping in was worth it, but maybe not the repercussions of being late to class. I’ve never been late for anything in my entire life. “A Romano is never late.” A funny, forbidden feeling stirs in my tummy that I’m not quite sure about. But I don’t have time to figure it out, because I’m late.
I’m ready and out the door in record time. Angelo is waiting in the hall with a coffee in one hand and a bagel in the other. I accept both with a smile. Maybe having Angelo as my new bodyguard isn’t so bad, after all. But as Arrow comes to mind, a pang of worry hits me in the stomach.
I still haven’t heard from him, and after that conversation with my father about him...something isn’t right. Despit what I told him, I thought he would call me. Or at least tell me he’s still alive. Even though I’m angry at him for what he did—for lying to me and choosing my father over me—I still care deeply about him. I’ve tried to shut off those feelings, but I can’t.
He’s most likely hurting from the bombshell I dropped on him. That, or something else has happened. It’s not that unusual for one of my father’s men to go missing, then turn up weeks later—dead.
No, that’s not what happened to Arrow. He’s fine, just hurting.
After he chose my father, he told me he loves me. Has he changed his mind because of the secret? I never meant to keep it from him for so long. It wasn’t right, but I knew it would change everything for him ,and I didn’t want him to be all alone again without a family. Without me.
Now he knows. He can do with it what he wants. Hopefully, he’s just hiding while plotting my father’s demise.
With everyone in class already, the dorm hallways are deadly quiet until Angelo speaks up. “Your father called again and said to tell you that, if you hear anything from Arrow, to call him right away. You haven’t heard from him, have you?” He pins me with a heavy stare.
We step into the elevator, and I shake my head while taking a bite out of the bagel. Angelo pauses for a moment, then looks, away tapping his keycard against the fob, and we ride down in a comfortable silence. Even if Arrow did reach out to me, I wouldn’t tell Angelo or my father. My lips are sealed, and I just hope that I do hear from him soon. I need to know he’s okay.
I finish the rest of my coffee and bagel in record time, throwing them into a trash can on our way toward my classroom. Angelo stays outside, along with the rest of the bodyguards, and I slide into class, trying not to make a scene but fail miserably. The door clicks shut and everyone’s staring at me.
Miss Veronica levels me with a disappointed look. “Isabella, please see me after class,” she says with a sigh, then continues talking to the class.
