Chapter 46
LUCIEN’S POINT OF VIEW.
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The arena showdown replayed in my head like a damn highlight reel, as the memory of her slaying Roxanne, Matt, and every other dickhead in this damn school pulled into my mind. Her voice was sharp as she answered the questions, and advanced to different levels like it was a breeze.
She looked fucking glorious.
And she fucking won, as I knew she would.
Sloane was a mastermind in school. Every damn test, assessment was her playing field, and it rubbed off their feathers in the wrong way. The moment I overheard what went on in Whitley’s office, I knew the best way to make them ea, their shit was by letting her do it all on her own, with me behind her as
support, of course.
My girl.
‘No, she isn’t, you fool. My subconscious whispered to me, and he was right.
She was not my girl. Not really. Not yet, anyway.
But she was mine already; she just didn’t know it yet, but before we graduated, she would.
When we walked out, Sloane’s cheeks flushed red, still buzzing with adrenaline, a the Horsemen immediately swarmed her like vultures circling their prey.
They hadn’t told me yet, but I knew she was growing on them. The guys and I never let any girl between us, not even Roxanne, while she and I were fuck
buddies, but Sloane?
She was different.
She was mine.
She tasted like mine; she felt like mine, and they knew it from the moment she walked through the halls on her first day in this school.
I fixed Theo with a death glare as he slung an arm over her shoulder, laughing about how she left him in academic ashes.
“Scholarship girl, you never told us you could slay dragons with math, literature,nd puzzles. He mused with a smirk on his face. But my eyes were on that arm over her shoulders, as my body coiled with something familiar.
Possession, anger…I didn’t know. But my chest tighte ned with the need to pluck him away from her immediately, to remove her from this place, and take
her to a place where it would be just us again.
Having enough of his arm over her shoulder, I walked over to them as they walk ahead of me, and removed his meaty arm from her person.
With my arm slung over her shoulder, I pulled her to my side and pinned him will a glare he would recognise, but the fucker simply smitked with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Oh, Lucien, jealous?”
‘You wish.”
‘Oh, please, you and I know scholarship girl would want me if I tried a hand at . You know the girls could never say no to me, or my charms. He mused,
with that amn smirk still on his face.
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“Hmm.” I looked at him with a smirk of my own and eyes that gleamed with mischief, as I dug deep. ‘But word on the street is girls fall asleep on you; even
in your crazy parties.”
The rest of the guys heaved a laugh as they looked between us in playful banter. Oh, you didn’t go there, Ravenscroft, Theo said, his eyes shining with a
sick joy.
The story was one we could never get down, not when the rest of the guys and ved to see the fucker frustrated with the need to clean up his image.
Rumor had it that he had two girls in his room for a threesome. It was the craziest party of the year, and he was the host. He’d taken the two girls up to one
of the rooms to fulfill his fantasy about fucking bunny girls when one of them threw up while going down on him.
And the other fell asleep while he ate her pussy.
It was the ultimate show watching him run out of the room cursing and screaming while naked, because “I can’t believe anyone would fall asleep while a
literal fucking king gave them his attention.”
Cassian smirked as he walked beside him with his damn war book in hand. He was reading ‘Sun Tzu: The mechanisms of war’ today, and for some reason,
had a feeling he had something up his sleeve.
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