Page 21 of Cruel Prep (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 1)

He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair from my shoulder. “This plan is all fucked up now.”

My survival instinct rises above the drugs and alcohol and sounds the alarm.

Something isn’t right. What plan?

“You were supposed to find out how bad I really am slowly,” he says, drawing a circle with his finger on my bare shoulder. “Over time. When I wanted you to know.”

Bad? How bad? What is happening?

I try to sit up, but his hand flattens on my shoulder, pinning me in place. I’m too confused to fight, to resist.

Finn sits up and hovers over me, his eyes narrowed and angry.

Gone is the smiling, flirting boy from before.

Gone is the Finn who slid his fingers inside of me and cared about how I felt.

He doesn’t care about me right now.

He doesn’t care about anyone.

“I had a plan, but the best plans are adaptable,” he says, talking mostly to himself. “So, we’ll adapt.”

“We will?” My lips tremble as I try to make sense of things. “What about Dallas?”

“Not your concern.”

He sounds so cavalier about it that the news takes a second to sink in. It’s several seconds before I gasp. Before tears fill my eyes.

Finn is in my face, his breath warm on my skin. Despite everything, my body reacts to him. I catch myself leaning forward, mouth open, ready to kiss him.

Except, he isn’t kissing me now.

His top lip pulls back in a sneer. “Worse will happen to you if you tell anyone. Do you hear me?”

Sleep still pulls at my exhausted mind, and I want to give into it, but I can’t. I fight it off, blinking furiously. “But what about Dallas?”

“It doesn’t matter.” His hand slides under my chin, tipping my face up to his so his lips brush against mine as he speaks. “What matters is that you’re mine, Lily DeVry.”

He said the same thing before. It sounded sexy then. Like he wanted me.

Now, it is possessive. Threatening.

I shiver and close my eyes, wishing I could be anywhere else.

Just as my body gives in and slips into unconsciousness, I hear him whisper in my ear. “You’re all mine.”

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Finn

She’s asleep. Good.

Time to handle this fucking mess.

I slip out of the room. Just before I shut the door, I take one last look at Lily.

That slutty dress Cora picked for her is pushed up high around her hips. I can still see where I marked her.

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