Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75600 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
I step into him, once again wishing I knew his name but something tells me it won’t be long until I figure it out.
He doesn’t move but his eyes narrow, telling me that he’s trying to figure me out. He won’t learn anything though. I’m a closed book. No one in and no one out.
“Let’s get some things straight,” I tell him, noticing the bodies in the corridor creeping forward to hear what’s going down. “I don’t bend to the will of others, especially douchebag high school jocks. I’ve gone to war with much worse, and I always come out on top. I don’t suck dick for favors, I won’t be letting you fuck me, and no,” I add, glancing to his moronic friend, “I won’t sit on your dirty ass face. I am not the girl you want to start a war with, but if it’s a war you want, then I can assure you, it’s a war you’ll get.”
His eyes grow darker, more menacing, and honestly, downright terrifying. Any weaker person would be down on their knees begging for forgiveness, but me? This shit is just getting interesting. “You don’t know who the fuck you’re threatening.”
“Hey,” I say, spreading my arms out wide. “You came to me. You asked for this.”
Darkness spreads over him and within the next second, he grabs my forearm and as if shooing a fly, slams me up against my locker. “Why don’t I clear up a few things,” he rumbles deep in his throat, pressing his body against mine to keep me pinned, and I wasn’t wrong, I feel the deep ridges of his muscles beneath his shirt, begging to be touched. “This is my school and I have all the fucking power to make your time here a living hell, but if I have my way, you won’t be here for long. You’re nothing, a fucking nobody,” he spits. “And stop flattering yourself, I wouldn’t fuck you even if you paid me.”
I grin, raising my chin to meet his. My nose brushes past his and he doesn’t dare flinch at the contact. If I was to move even the slightest, my lips would be brushing against his. I’m not going to lie, there’s definitely an intense sexual tension between us, but there’s far too much bullshit lingering in the air to even attempt that.
“You really think you’re all that, don’t you?” I whisper, enjoying the way his eyes tighten. “But guess what?” I tell him, bringing my hands up and slamming them hard against his strong chest, surprising myself as he’s forced back a step. I raise my voice loud enough for the crowd of followers to hear “There’s a new fucking boss in town.”
With that, I step around him and shoulder past his friend while listening to the excited gasps of his loyal followers. Each and every one of them preparing for war.
Chapter 2
“Dude,” a burst of bubbly laughter comes tearing down the corridor behind me. “What the fuck was that? I know you’re new and all, but fuck. You just threatened to go to war against Slade Cruz.”
“Slade Cruz,” I repeat feeling how his name sounds on my lips as a fiery little brunette steps in beside me, probably the only natural brunette at this school.
“I’m Maze, and you’re a fucking idiot. What was that? Do you have a death wish? Because that’s what you just got.”
“Please,” I scoff. “Guys like him need to be put in their place every now and then.”
“I’m not denying that,” she says. “But you just took on an impossible one and he’ll come through on his promise. He’ll make your life a living hell. From now on, you need to watch your back.”
I stop in the middle of the corridor and stare down at the girl who doesn’t seem to know when to shut up. “What is this? Are you here to introduce yourself and get on my good side or are you one of his little sheep, here to warn me to back down?”
“You’re kidding, right? As if I’d be here advocating for that dick. Don’t get me wrong, he and his friend, Damian, make all my lady bits scream in the best kind of ways, but he’s an ass. Besides, he’s not the type of guy to send someone to do his dirty work. He likes to get dirty himself. Real fucking dirty.”
“Okay,” I say, roaming my eyes over her face to see if I can get a good feel on her, but surprisingly, she’s as closed off as I am. “So, what is this? Why are you here trying to be my best friend?”
Maze tilts her head as she watches me. “I like you. You stood up to Slade. Nobody ever does that and that tells me that you’re different and different is a fucking breath of fresh air around here. Besides, I get the feeling that shit is going to hit the fan and I want to be up close and personal when it does.”