ROMAIN
Someone kicks me, waking me up.
“Romain, get up.”
I pry open my eyes. It’s Zane harassing me. It’s been a week since I threatened to rip his dick off. I’m still pissed at him, but I’m also half asleep. I’m lounging on the Chesterfield in the prefects’ study, not taking part in this morning’s test because I can’t be fucked. Going over to Bella’s every night, fucking all night, is taking its toll.
I glare at Zane and then look behind him for Carter, who isn’t there. “I told you if I saw you again, I’d kill you.” Carter is probably keeping his distance because, unlike Zane, Carter isn’t family, and he knows I won’t hesitate to actually kill him.
His brow furrows. “Over some dumb bitch? What the fuck is wrong with you?”
I give him a blank look. “I told you not to touch her.”
He narrows his eyes. “You’re acting like she’s your fucking girlfriend or something. I thought we were going to get her to come to heel….” If truth be told, I’d forgotten all about that fucking dumb bet. I give Zane a shitty look, so he’ll leave me the fuck alone, but he carries on, yapping. “…but all I see is you pussy whipped, going over to her place every fucking night.”
“Fuck the game,” I say in an acidic tone. “I already called it off.”
“You did. The whole school is afraid to look at her now. You even put a fucking collar on her. You’re a devious bastard,” says Zane giving an evil smirk. “The teacher becomes the pet.” There’s admiration in his voice.
“Have you come here for a reason or just to suck my cock?” I drawl.
He rolls his eyes. “Lacey told me you’re looking for the fucking cat. I don’t have it.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “Who does?”
He shrugs. “How do I fucking know? I never touched the damn thing.”
I close my eyes, shutting him out. “Then piss off. I’m trying to sleep.”
“Your dad called.”
“Fuck him,” I say.
Zane snorts. “Collar or no collar, she’s got you panting after her, eating her out when she says ‘down boy.’ No wonder you’re tired. Does your dad know you’re skipping exams?”
“You say anything to my father, and I will cut you seven ways from fucking Sunday. The only reason I haven’t yet is that it would upset Nadia.” I snort, keeping my eyes closed, refusing to engage as Zane wants. He’s taunting me because he knows it will get to me. He knows because he is family. Zane is my cousin on my father’s side. Laurel, his mother, is Hayden’s sister and best friend to Nadia. It’s how my mother and father met. He may not be a Montford, but he could fuck things up for me if he told my father about the drop in my grades.
If he does that, he’s dead.
Family or not.
Not that I give a shit about my dad or my grades. I’m more worried about my Grandfather. I still haven’t asked him for permission to date Bella, and there’s a chance he won’t give it. I don’t know what I’ll do if that happens. The only chance I have is that I get Bella pregnant, and then my Grandfather will have to accept her or risk the scandal. All I know is Bella belongs to me. If I have to keep going over there every night to make sure of it, then so be it.
Bella is mine.
She just doesn’t realize what that means yet.
“You skipped another mandatory test?”Bella asks, brow raised at me the following night when I turn up at her door.“Two in a row? Is that worse?”
“Don’t you start,” I scowl, sauntering in, taking off my blazer and heading straight for her bed.
I’m already hard just looking at her, but I’m also struggling to stay the fuck awake. Rugby practice was brutal today. Carter decided to tear me up in the field, the prick. He’s getting back at me the only way he can.
I close my eyes for a moment.
“Romain, we need to talk.” The bed dips beside me, so I know she’s next to me.
“Hmmm, sure.”