Page 47 of One Twisted Lie

“And miss calculus? Are you crazy?”

He manages to push me off, and I pout. “But I’m so fucking horny right now. I want you inside me.”

“Later.”

“But—”

In an instant, his hand is wrapped around my throat. If he thinks that’s going to make it easier to leave this room, he’s wrong. He tugs me to him by his hold, biting down on my bottom lip until it hurts. “Later.”

I find it hard to argue with him when he gets this aggressive. It’s so fucking hot. I still want him to fuck me, but I relent. He’s right. Calculus is a bitch, and I don’t want to fail. “Fine.”

He smirks at me, giving my nose one gentle kiss before getting up. He’s taken to spending his nights with me. I know that Magnus must be suspicious of where he’s at, but I think he appreciates the privacy it gives him and Daniel. Either way, no one’s asked about us yet. But I certainly don’t plan on lying if they do.

I love Carter and, fuck, I’m fucking proud of it.

Carter leaves to change, and I get up to follow suit. I’m halfway into my uniform before my phone rings. I gulp. There’s only one person who would call me this early, and I don’t think I want to answer, but there’s no other option.

No one says no to Father.

“Father.”

“Ozymandias,”he greets, sounding far too chipper this morning. “How have things been?”

I chuckle despite myself. Things haven’t exactly been pleasant between the two of us since our little fight over spring break. It’s not like we’re at each other’s throats, but we’ve kept the contact limited, even more limited than it had been before. “Do you really care, Father? Grades are great, social life is great, people still fear me, all is good.”

“Excellent. Are you ready for your assignment?”

I freeze halfway through putting on my blazer. My assignment. This is it. I’m going to find out exactly why my father asked me to get close to Carter. I know I’ve been itching to know, but I don’t want it anymore. I want to ignore the fact that this relationship with Carter ever started with something so deceitful and nasty. Maybe if I don’t know, if Father doesn’t tell me, Carter and I can just go on as if this never happened.

But my father doesn’t give me the choice.“Have you heard anything about the new program he’s working on?”

That catches my attention. “Yeah, he’s crazy for that thing. He’s always working on it. I think he’s getting close to being done.”

“Perfect. We need it.”

“Well, I doubt that’ll ever happen,” I snort. “He’s possessive as hell over it.”

“And that’s exactly why you’re going to steal it.”

“W-what?” I stutter out, my heart stopping and nausea bubbling in my stomach. “I can’t just—”

“We need that program. The software he’s been working on is top secret, but it’s going to revolutionize the business. We need to be one step ahead of the Everetts.”

I knew that the program was important, but I never imagined it was this important. I didn’t think it was anything worth stealing. I knew that Carter is insanely intelligent, but I didn’t consider that he could create something of that caliber.

And Father wants me to steal it.

“How do you propose I even do that?” I ask dumbly, still shocked at the revelation.

“By whatever means necessary.”

“Father…” This is the time. This is the time to tell him about Carter and me. I need to explain to him why I can’t do this, why I can’t betray Carter like this. “Carter…” I can’t get it out. “I don’t think I can—”

“Apex predator, Ozymandias. Who are you?”

“The king of kings,” I reply automatically as a reflex. “But he and I—”

“For the good of the company. Enough said. I expect it sent by the end of the week. Don’t disappoint me.”

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