GET HER FOR ME

Steve’s POV

I had put my phone on record and successfully captured everything Ava said under the tree in the fields. I knew she was smart, but love had made her foolish—and she knew I was smarter.

I chuckled, glancing briefly at the ground before speaking again. “Why? Why do you want to fuck me again, Ava?” I asked, licking my lips slowly.

“It’s not just because of the favour I need from you. It’s because you’re good in bed.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Ava Williams,” I whispered, my gaze shifting to Liana, who stood far behind Ava, watching from a corner—far enough not to be noticed.

She’d been desperate for me to take her, but I didn’t want cheap holes. Besides, I felt no chemistry with her. I had my eyes on Tessa—my type of girl—but she was falling for that bastard, Chris Westwood. If only she had a taste of my monstrous cock, I was sure she’d dump Chris for me.

“I don’t want to fuck you, Ava. I just need a favour from you, and I’ll keep paying your tuition until you graduate—without asking for sex again.”

She froze, her thoughts clearly racing. She knew me; we used to be friends, but not anymore. Now Ava was my sex tool, and that was all I saw her as. She had lied to her aunt, saying she’d saved up some money when her parents were alive and planned to use it to get into Elitis High. Later, when her aunt asked about subsequent payments, she claimed she was earning money as an affiliate marketer for A****n. Her aunt believed every word.

I used to have feelings for Ava when we were friends, but that ended when she wouldn’t stop talking about Chris after seeing him walk with his friends after school. She went on and on about him, and it pissed me off. When she finally voiced her desire to enroll in Elitis High, she begged me to help—knowing my online business was doing well and I could afford it. I refused at first, but after thinking it over, I agreed, on one condition: that I slept with her before she got into Elitis High and threw herself at Chris for free.

Now she needed my help again and was willing to give herself to me—but I didn’t want her anymore. I wanted her to help me get Tessa into my bed, and in exchange, I’d cover all her school expenses until graduation.

I tilted her chin up, her eyes searching mine for the reason I’d refused her.

“I want Tessa Walker, and I need you to bring her to me.”

Her eyes widened, her mouth falling open. She glanced around, as if reminding herself to control her emotions. “Steve, have you gone mad?” she asked, her voice tight with anger. “What you’re asking—could you even do that, let alone me?”

“That’s what I need from you, and I’ll cover your fees and any other academic bills until you’re done. But if you refuse, it’s the end for both of us,” I said bluntly.

My pulse pounded as she grabbed my wrist before I could leave.

“Steve, I can do anything else, but not this. Please reconsider. How do you even expect me to pull it off?”

Liana’s expression hardened at the sight of Ava gripping me. Now she had proof I was hotter than Chris—girls were begging for me, just as Ava was now. Liana might do the same one day. A smile of accomplishment crept over my face. She saw it and stormed out of her corner. From the frustrated look on her face, I knew—this time, she’d poison Ava.

“That’s what I want from you. Let me know when you’ve made up your mind,” I said, pulling my hand free from her grip as I walked away.

Ava’s POV

I sat on the floor under the tree, thinking, calculating, and tangling my thoughts even more. A loud beep from my phone broke my focus. I checked the screen—it was a call alert from Bryan.

I opened W******p, and his message appeared: Why are you taking so long?

I typed a response, erased it, then typed again: He wants to sleep with Tessa, and he wants me to lure her to him.

What! he replied, followed by an angry red-face emoji. Bryan was furious. I’m heading to his class right now! I’ll punch him in the face!

No, Bryan! Listen—you can’t do that, I typed back, but he had already gone offline.

Stay right there. I’ll be with you shortly, I wrote, but he had been inactive for over a minute.

I slipped my phone into my chest pocket and rushed back to class.

When I arrived, Bryan wasn’t there. We had agreed he’d stay put, but he hadn’t. Tessa and Liana were missing too. I dashed toward Steve’s class.

I scanned the room—no Bryan. Where was he? I paced the hallway, searching, when a message from Dr. Dane caused my phone to vibrate. I glanced at the screen but didn’t open it.

Then I spotted Tessa standing outside the classroom building—and Bryan was there too. He was throwing punches at Steve, who dodged each one before landing a single hard hit to Bryan’s face. Bryan went down, lip split, chest rising rapidly.

I saw the way Steve looked at Tessa after his victory. I rushed to Bryan and helped him up just as Mrs. Forrest approached.

“This is the second fight today!” she scolded, her voice sharp. I stepped aside.

“Get up and come with me!” she ordered. Steve followed.

At the school lab, Liana and Tessa sat side by side. I walked in with Bryan, who had already recovered from Steve’s punch. They were whispering, but when Liana saw us, they both went silent.

More students arrived until there were about ten of us. Mrs. Wilson stood at the board, explaining the internal organs of a mouse, then played a video on the projector to help us understand better.

The moment the video appeared, everyone burst into laughter.

Harder! Harder! Fuck me! Please! Sophie’s voice cried out, dripping with mockery. My gaze fell to the floor. Bryan looked confused—he was the only one who didn’t understand what was happening.

“What’s the meaning of that?” Mrs. Wilson demanded. Silence fell instantly.

“Sophie, up! Now!” she ordered. “What was that?” she asked sharply.

“We’re sorry, Mrs. Wilson,” they said in unison. I couldn’t lift my head. Pain pressed hard against my chest.

“Liana,” she called. “How long have you preserved your test subject?”

I forced myself to look up.

“Two weeks,” she answered, her voice sharp as a blade.

Mrs. Wilson turned to me. “And you, Ava?”

I stood, my hands shaking, lips trembling. All eyes were on me. My pulse raced. “L—”

I shut my mouth, swallowing hard. Liana’s sinister smile widened, her head lowered but her eyes locked on mine.

“L—” I tried again.

“Ava,” Bryan whispered, “are you okay?”

I glanced at him briefly. Anxiety crashed over me.

“Ava, please tell us. Or did you not do the assignment I gave?” Mrs. Wilson pressed, making my state worse.

I clutched my stomach as nausea surged to its peak.

I bolted for the restroom, but before I got there, I vomited on the floor.

“Oh my God!” a student exclaimed.

Mrs. Wilson rushed to me. “Are you okay, Ava?” she asked, helping me up. I shook my head. She placed her palm on my forehead, suspecting a fever.

Liana’s voice cut through the air like an alarm. “She’s not sick, Mrs. Wilson!”

All eyes turned to her.

“What is she saying?” Sophie whispered.

“Ava Williams is pregnant. Here’s the duplicate of her pregnancy test result!”

My eyes flew open. Bryan’s mouth dropped.

What!