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She fumbled with the loose papers and worn textbooks scattered across my pristine leather. I caught myself wanting to help her, to gather her things, to make sure she had everything she needed. Instead, I gripped the wheel until my knuckles turned white, reminding myself that her struggles were part of my revenge. Each moment of kindness was a weakness I couldn’t afford, no matter how much I wanted to—no. I didn’t want anything except to make her father suffer.
Finally, Eva stepped away with a whispered, “Thank you,Sir,” and jogged up the stairs, looking over her shoulder twice before she greeted her father with a hug.
Loathing oozed from my pores. What kind of man was I to use an innocent girl like Eva for revenge?
Fuck if I knew, but if I were cruel today, it was because Conrad Jackson made me so.
He had no one to blame but himself.
38
INTERLUDE
Cole
Sparrow, where are you?
Eva
Library. Third floor. I have a paper due tomorrow.
Tristan
We've been looking for you.
Eva
I told you both I needed to study today.
Cole
And I told you, your schedule isn't up to you anymore.
Eva
I NEED to finish this paper. It's 30% of my grade.
Cole
And I need you on your knees. Guess which onematters more?
Eva
Please. Just two hours. I'll do whatever you want after.
Tristan
Whatever we want is already the arrangement, kitten.
Eva
Just one hour?
Tristan
We'll be there in five minutes.
Eva
