Dirty Little Secrets (Kings of Bolten 1)

Aubrey’s face reddened.

“Maybe Fallon wasn’t listening,” I snapped, angry he was trying to i

ntimidate my only friend.

Dark promises laced through the brittle smile he gave me. “Then I suppose I should fact check, huh?”

“Probably wouldn’t hurt. Wouldn’t want Fallon to miss an assignment.” I peeked at Aubrey who visibly trembled. “Aubrey, I’ll see you later, OK? We get an open weekend, right?”

She nodded wordlessly.

“We can check out that boutique you were talking about off campus. I could use some new heels. The ones I have kill my feet.”

“Sounds good.” She offered me a tight smile.

I knew she wanted to be free of Hail’s intimidating presence, so I waved her off. She gave me a look of relief tinged with worry before darting into her room.

“We need to talk. Now.” Hail grabbed my bag and tossed it into my room before closing my door and pulling me down the hall.

“Hail, what the hell—”

“Bianca, keep your mouth closed. I’m so pissed right now.”

My heart raced. Did he know I’d met with the kings? Had those assholes betrayed me already?

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

He shook his head as we got into the elevator.

“Come here,” he murmured, tugging me to him.

I flinched as he breathed me in, his hands on my waist.

“I need you right now.”

I tensed, unsure of what the hell was going on with him. I figured he’d have me by my throat, yelling obscenities at me.

“What’s wrong?” I asked again.

He answered by kissing me. “I want you.”

“You promised we could wait.”

“I know. What do you need from me?” He kissed along my neck.

The elevator dinged, signaling we’d made it to the lobby. He ushered me out, his arm around my waist.

I had to speed walk to keep up with him as he led me down the path to his dorm. Luckily, he was only one building over. When we reached his floor, Dominic and Levin were standing in the hall.

“In a hurry?” Dominic called out as we passed.

“What do you think?” Hail answered, dragging me along.

I locked eyes with Dominic as I peeked over my shoulder. He took a step toward me, but Levin reached out and stopped him.

I knew I was in trouble. Whenever I was with Hail it was trouble. I only hoped he didn’t have his thugs waiting for me in his room.

“Hail,” I called out.