Page 70 of The Kiss Of Death
As Sylas walked away, Levi emerged into view several meters behind him. I bit my inner cheek.
“I appreciate your solidarity, but I think you just crushed his heart.” That came from Yas.
“I didn’t—” I started to protest, but Yasmine cut me off with a knowing look. “Really? But Sylas is friendly with everyone. He’s always polite and controlled, and no, there’s no way he’s into me.”
“If you say so.” She tapped my shoulder. “You seem like you want to murder that psycho, so I’ll meet you outside or spy on you discreetly from a safe distance.”
“Yas—”
She was already on her way out, waving casually.
I drew in a deep breath and strode in the direction of Levi and my contender. Now that this maniac had obtained what he wanted from her, he paid little attention to her, unaffected by the way she sought his attention. He stood tall and self-assured, his unwavering stare piercing through me.
“Congratulations are in order, my little doll,” he sneered.
“I need to speak with you,” I said, crossing my arms. “Alone.”
He hummed. “Eva, leave us.”
“Eveline,” she corrected with clenched teeth, but she smiled at me nonetheless. “You were great.”
I smiled back. “You were a tough opponent as well.” The moment she left, I attacked Levi. “She seems like a nice girl, and you’re using her. I wouldn’t be surprised if you cheated your way to the top too.”
“Of course I’m using her. Eva is one of the smartest women I know, and I needed a competent first year.”
Asshole.“You don’t even know her name.”
“Why would I waste my time with that?”
“You gave her my ribbon,” I spat out, feeling the fire burning in my belly and the acid rising in my throat. “You had no right.”
“Sounds to me like you’re jealous?” A sly smirk stretched across his lips. “I love that sight on your face. It’s delightful. Looks like my little strategy paid off.”
“You’re a maniac, Levi. I don’t care which girls you want to bring to your bed, but this was mine.”
“You’ve always been a bad liar, Dalia.” He chuckled. “I gave you a choice. If you’re not mine, then why would I keep this thing? It means nothing to me, but if I can win some house points and hurt you in the process, it’s a win-win.”
I flailed my arms wildly. “So it’s all a game to you? I’m only a pawn, right? I hate you, Levi.”
“No, you don’t.” He took a predatory step closer. “You want me, and you hate that.” One tilt of his head. “Plus, I loathed you first.”
“You’re repulsive.”
“And you don’t even know all the darkest things that I want to do to you.”
I craned my neck up, balling my fists at my side. “I want my ribbon back.”
“Admit you’re jealous, and I’ll give it back.”
“I’m not.”
The mask of inhumanity he sewed on his face was unyielding. His eyes remained steadfast, a cloudy gray void impossible to decipher, while each word he spoke felt like a prickling needle against my skin.
“It wasn’t my original plan, but maybe I’ll force myself to fuck Evangeline so I can put your ribbon into good use, after all. Your call, Dalia.”
My nostrils flared. I wanted to chop his all-too-pretty head off. “Fuck you.”
There, I said it. Even though my nose wrinkled at the word.
