Page 56 of Playing Dirty

“If you think I’m an asshole now, wait until later.” I glance at my watch. “Shall I order the Uber, or do you want to?”

Adrianna looks beyond frustrated. “I don’t care. I want to get back to the dorms.”

I pull out my phone and book the Uber for ten minute time. “That’s not happening tonight.”

Her body stiffens with tension. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’re coming back to mine and it’s non-negotiable.”

“But, I—”

I press my lips to hers, silencing whatever bullshit excuse she was about to come up with.

Tonight is the night I intend to tear away Adrianna’s so called innocence. She’ll be screaming my name all night long, and I don’t care what I have to do to make it happen.

My phone dings, informing me the driver is outside. “That was quick.” I grab her wrist, yanking her to her feet. “Come on, our ride is here.”

Keeping hold of her wrist, I lead her out onto the sidewalk. The driver is parked right out front, so I open the back door for her to get in.

She stares at the back of the cab for a while, hesitating.

“Come on, we haven’t got all night.”

Adrianna relents and gets into the back of the cab, and I slide in next to her, placing my hand on her thigh. Anticipation sending tingles down my spine as the car moves toward the academy.

17

ADRIANNA

Archer is sitting close to me in the back of the Uber, his hand firmly planted on my bare thigh.

Right now I’m so angry at him. He’s going to force me into something I don’t want and take my virginity like a trophy for his shelf.

“Why are you doing this?” I ask, hoping for one last chance to get him to change his mind. To force him to realize that blackmailing someone into sleeping with him is wrong on so many levels.

“I told you. I want you.”

I grind my teeth. “And it doesn’t matter that I don’t want you?”

His smirk is condescending. “We both know that’s a lie. Especially after you so enthusiastically swallowed my cum in detention and then again in the woods. You want me, and it’s only a matter of time until you finally admit it to yourself.”

I’ve ever felt so much hated toward someone before in my life. “You make me want to puke.”

“Keep telling yourself that, baby girl. It doesn’t make it any less of a lie.”

I grunt in frustration and cross my arms over my chest, looking out of the window of the Uber to avoid talking and looking at the bastard next to me.

The moment the academy’s gates come into view, I feel sick to the stomach. This is happening and unless I want my family to know the way I’ve betrayed them, then I’ve got no choice but to sleep with this man.

The car pulls up and Archer walks around to open my door. He offers me his hand, which I ignore and get out of the car by myself, shoving my shoulder into him to get past.

“Now that was very rude. It’s almost as if you want a good spanking tonight.”

I try to walk away, but he grabs my wrist.

“Where do you think you are going?”

I glare at him. “To my dorm room.”

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