Page 23 of Swamp Princess

I watch as they throw punches and wrestle in the hall, drawing attention of the other rooms. I see heads peeking out as I try to jump on Kingston only to be pulled off by Loyal.

“Don’t think that’s smart, swamp rat.” Loyal holds me over his shoulder and I start to hit his back which seems to only make him smile.

“Put me down, asshole!” I seethe as he swings me around to where I am facing the hallway. I can see multiple people standing in the hall with phones in their hands. At least my ass isn’t on display.

“Everyone, go back to your rooms!” Remington moves in front of me and Loyal. I watch as people move to obey and put their phones down. As soon as the crowd disperses, Loyal slams my back to the wall, still holding me.

My legs wrap around him instinctively, but my hand still slams against his face, making his head whip back. “Let me go, I said.” I try to lean in and bite him, but now that Remington is paying attention, he fists my hair, preventing me from moving my head.

I watch as Blaise and Kingston fight it out in the hall, trying not to think of Loyal pressed against me. I see both of the guy’s bleeding. My heart is hurting for Blaise, but I know better than to try to show my emotion while he is in a fight.

I don’t know how long the fight lasts but one of the teachers finally comes, breaking up the fight. “You need to go home, now.” She turns to Blaise and gives him a look of disgust. “You are trespassing on Skystead property when you are not a student here.” I don’t know the teacher's name, but I can hear her disgust.

The side of Blaise’s lip is bleeding, and I can see some bruising forming on the side of his neck, but looking at Kingston, I can see identical markings happening on him. They are breathing hard and before I can reach out to Blaise, he pushes past me and shoves the door open. I watch him grab his clothing and toss his shoes on before his shirt.

“Blaise, let me go with you tonight.” I place a hand on his arm, but he shrugs it off of me.

“Why were they here, Brin?” His head motions toward the three guys currently walking away.

“I don’t know.” I haven’t even thought of that myself.

“Sure, you don’t. You get here and all of a sudden you have three fucking rich fucks showing up at your door in the middle of the night.”

“I don’t know why, Blaise.” I try again to touch him, my hands meet the air.

“I’m going home.” He doesn’t say another thing as he walks away from me. I go back to my room and sit on the edge of the bed, trying to calm my heart. Eventually, I lay back and fall asleep.

Chapter Eleven

I hate to admit it, but the swamp bitch is smart. She is keeping up with our GPA’s better than even I could have thought. I know Kingston wants her gone and unfortunately, her grades are not going to be the reason. Last week with the swamp fuck could have been the way but since Kingston fought him, it becomes an issue to use that excuse.

Business class is where she is almost beating me. We had to create an active business idea for actual companies and see what generates more income. Brinley has no idea that the business she picked and the idea she pitched is to actual companies.

Her idea to make factories more breathable when the employees are working. We all watched in awe as she presented her business proposal. I could tell Kingston was furious but like me, Remington was curious. Her idea was bought and what she doesn’t realize is that it generated millions already.

After class, I watch as Brinley gathers her things and she keeps her focus on the wall. Kingston immediately follows her. Remington and I fall in behind her and I can’t stop thinking about her legs being wrapped around my waist.

Kingston waits for most of the students to leave before he yanks on the scholarship student. Brinley glares over her shoulder before trying to yank away from him again.

“What do you want?” She snaps. Amusement flares through me.

Kingston pulls her back down to a desk and we wait until the teacher glances her way with a look of pity before leaving the room.

“I want you to keep the trash out of my school, and it would be great if you left too.” Kingston leans on the desk, looking at her.

I lean against the other side of her, and her eyes slide to me before sliding down my body. I wonder if for a moment, she is thinking of the way our bodies were touching the other night. I was in sleep pants, and she was only wearing underwear.

“How about you fuck off?” Brinley stands and Remington moves closer to her, keeping her in the middle of us. She stands there glaring at the three of us and it takes a moment for me to realize my cock is getting hard.

“If he is found on property again, I will make sure that you are expelled.” Kingston finally stands, moving around her, leaving her in shock.

“Why?” I hear the hurt in her voice but we follow Kingston out of the classroom, leaving her with questions. “Why do you have to be like this. Blaise is my…” We all pause as she doesn’t continue.

Remington jumps on it. “He’s your what?” He spins and stomps over to her. “He’s your boyfriend? I highly doubt that since the word can’t even pass your lips. Well let me fill you in on something there, swamp rat. Just because he fucks you and maybe even says things you may want to hear, doesn’t mean he actually means it.”

I watch as Brinley shrinks back into herself for a moment. She looks unsure and for just a second, I want to reassure her. Shaking off that thought, I laugh at her.

“Look how pathetic you look? Desperation doesn’t suit you.” She flinches and I know that we have hit a soft spot in her, and Kingston see’s it too. Like sharks to blood, I know he is going to use it. He learned from his father how to exploit someone until they are destroyed.

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