Semua Bab Submissive Academy: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Fuck.I'm late.Again.The curse is barely out of my mouth before I’m sprinting through the dark, deserted hallways of the academy, legs pumping as I race across campus. My short black skirt rides up with every stride, teasing the cold air against my thighs. The strap of my bag digs into my shoulder, the heavy contents bouncing wildly with every jarring step.My chest heaves. My pulse roars in my ears.A flash of white catches my eye as I glance down—shit. There’s a toothpaste stain smeared across the front of my once-pristine blouse. I don’t even remember getting it there. I must’ve been too busy running a brush through half my hair while juggling three textbooks, four notebooks, and a mouthful of pencil.Yeah. There’s a pencil between my teeth right now.At least I had time to brush. That’s a win, right?The slap of my black, strappy ballerinas echoes against the glossy black marble, each step a frantic countdown toward whatever punishment waits for me at the end of this hallway.I

I drag my feet across the black marble floor toward the most dreaded hallway in the entire university. It’s dimly lit, the only brightness coming from a harsh spotlight aimed directly at the three chairs. This is where students wait for their doom.I take a seat and feel the camera’s gaze lock onto me. I don’t look at it, but I know the red blinking light means I’m being recorded. I know the headmaster is already watching.But he doesn’t call me in—not for another forty-five minutes. He stretches the silence, savoring his power. Letting the fear sink in.There are rumors that he killed his wife—Henry’s mother. That he found her in bed with another man and stabbed her sixty times. They say he went so mad with rage, he slaughtered half the staff who were present in the villa that day.So no, I’m not excited to be here.He hates women.A sharp beep breaks the silence. My signal.I rise slowly and walk into the lion’s den.His office is as cold and masculine as he is—spacious, dark, and l

“You men think you own us. Like you have all the power and we’re just toys for your entertainment,” I say loudly, aiming every word at Aiden. “But you’ll never truly own us. Not our minds. Not our hearts. You only control what we allow. Us women—we give the power we choose to give. And sooner rather than later, Aiden, you’ll learn what real power looks like. It’s not this performance you think you're in.”My chest rises and falls with every breath. I know I’m digging my own grave, handing them the shovel, but I can’t stop. I should be quiet. I should just survive.But I have a voice. And I'll use it.“The day these women decide to fight back? It’s over for you men,” I bite out.Aiden doesn’t flinch, doesn’t move—except for the subtle clench in his jaw. Still, he refuses to acknowledge me. He walks out of the classroom like my words never touched him.David's eyes are wide with shock and disbelief, and he follows Aiden out, the door slamming shut behind them.The silence that follows i

For a second, I'm lost. I sigh as the memory of what I said earlier comes back—how I sexualized Isla in front of the boys. “Come on,” I say, trying to play it cool and calm my racing heart. “You secretly loved it.”Her mouth falls open in disbelief as she hugs the towel tighter around her body. “You said we shower together! We’ve never even done that!”I grin at the memory of the looks on their faces. Intense desire and jealousy. “Doesn’t matter. They believe everything they hear. Plus, Daniel probably has ten times more respect from the other doms now.”I step into the bathroom, eager to wash this day off me.“Don’t call him by his name, Dani, I don’t like that,” Isla mumbles, poking her head into the bathroom. Her cheeks are red as she averts her gaze the second I peel my top off. She’s always shy about nudity—even between girls. It’s endearing yet strange.“Sorry, girl,” I say with a light laugh, brushing her off as I toss my top onto the floor. “Didn’t mean to upset you. Your Dom

My heart thunders.The bruise blooming across my cheek still throbs with pain, but I know it’s nothing compared to what this sadist is capable of.."Yes..." I murmur, barely meeting his eyes. They’re sharp, unreadable—but I see it. The seriousness behind his words. “Sir,” I finally force out through clenched teeth.A flicker of victory flashes in his eyes."Avert your gaze, Danika. This is the last time I allow eye contact. In the presence of males, you bow your head."My jaw tightens. He sees it. Of course he does—and it pleases him. He wants to break me.And the headmaster is watching. I can feel the weight of his gaze from behind the desk, analyzing every move, every breath. He has the power to throw me out if I don’t claim a dom within the hour—and Aiden will never let me choose another. Not now.Fine. For now. I’ll escape him later. I can switch doms anyway.I drop my gaze, focusing instead on the intricate veins of the marble floor. The grand, masculine office feels colder, dark