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“Oh, fuck.”

I start pumping my cock faster as my release builds, imagining myself fucking Emily’s perfect little mouth. How her soft, wet lips would suction around the tip as she worked the base with her hand, squeezing me hard just the way I like it?—

“Fuck!” I spill all over my hand and abdomen.

For a brief moment, I revel in the high of my climax, but it doesn’t last long.

I thought the release would help take the edge off, but it does the exact opposite.

I’ve seriously fallen bad for this girl, and I have no idea what to do about it.

19

EMILY

I waswrong in hiding things from Danil, but I hate the fact that Danil lied to me, and I wanted to make sure he knew it.

Leaving through the emergency exit was a dumb, dangerous move, I know that, but I chose to purposefully ignore the tiny voice in my head telling me it’s dangerous favor of punishing him instead.

I haven’t done it again, because though I hate to admit it, he was right when he let me known that I’m not just pissing him off but endangering myself too.

The thing is, I haven’t had a problem since Dimitri chased that guy from my room, so maybe this whole thing is behind me?

His threats and the possibility someone may harm me are scary, but it’s been so long since anything happened that despite the fact that it’s a Wednesday and I have an early morning class tomorrow, I practically jumped at the chance to go drinking with Jana after our final this afternoon.

Not wanting Danil to intrude on this one little moment, I once again chose to leave through the emergency exit.

Dumb? Maybe. But am I not allowed to just live a little?

As we sit at the table, Jana laughs. “I honestly suggested drinks tonight because I thought we would need to drown our sorrows with tequila.”

“I’m surprised by how many of those questions I actually knew the answers to.” I set down my empty glass on the table.

“That’s because you actually study, Emily. Wanna have another, or are you heading out?”

I groan as I tap my phone to light up the screen. “I have a class tomorrow morning. I can’t be completely irresponsible.”

It’s already half-past eleven and by the time I get back to the penthouse, it will be well over midnight, and I have a class at ten in the morning.

Jana’s gaze moves to a spot over my shoulder, and I know she’s watching Danil, but I pretend not to notice.

I should just suck it up and forgive him, but it’s difficult. I’m hurt, more than anything, so I can’t just forget. No matter how much I wish I could. Especially since I was in the wrong too.

Our friendship has seriously suffered because of this, and I wonder if we’re past the point of no return…

“Text me when you get home,” Jana says as I climb off the bar stool and shoulder my bag.

“Will do.”

I take a deep breath and brace myself for Danil’s wrath as I turn my back on Jana and head across the packed bar.

It doesn’t take long for Danil to appear at my side, but I walk straight past him toward the exit of the bar without acknowledging his existence.

“Seriously, Emily?”

I can’t deny the fact that I’m no longer just punishing Danil for lying to me. It’s also because of the kiss. After the other night where we almost crossed the line,again, I’m even more confused. Maybe I’m just self-sabotaging my relationship with Danil as a way to protect my heart. But from the dull ache in my chest that I’ve been carrying around for weeks, I fear that it might already be broken.

“Emily!”

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