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Stacy shoved through the circle, her face pale. “Zayne, God no!” She was pulled back by some hefty men who were now separating them. Thankfully, the two still had their faces intact, but there were cuts here and there. It still felt like a movie, like a dream.The two hefty men who looked like bouncers didn’t do anything else. They just stood between Zayne and Jeremy like they were untouchable.I guess it was because of who they were. I should’ve been relieved it stopped before it went too far, but the relentless flashes of phone cameras made my stomach knot tighter. Zayne still had a devilish smirk on his face. Jeremy looked like nothing was funny and he could still kill. I wished this hadn’t had to happen..“Ah, so Jeremy fucking Carter has a weakness now. Your stepsister, huh?” I hated that sneer in Zayne’s voice. And he was so wrong. I was not Jeremy’s weakness. To be someone’s weakness, you have to matter to them. I didn’t think that was the exact case with Jeremy and I.Bianc

By the time we pulled up in front of a secluded house in what looked like a private area, I was already rethinking my decision of following Jeremy here. We hadn’t said a word to each other during the ride. My heart hadn’t stopped pounding either— since he pinned me over that bike.Jeremy killed the engine, still not saying a word. I exhaled sharply as the distracting pressure of his back left me when he swung off the bike, leather jacket glinting under the dim security lights. I climbed off after him, a little stiffly.His phone beeped. It had been beeping since.“Won’t you pick your call?” I asked. I watched as he put it on airplane mode before responding to me. “No need.” Oh okay. My own phone had gone off before we got here or I would have been so sure Carol would call.Lots had happened tonight. From realizing Stacy was Zayne’s younger sister to the fights, and embarrassment that followed. Not to talk off the moment between Jeremy and I that got me all worked up earlier. It’s been

Maybe it was the airconditioner, or the aftermath effect of what I and Jeremy had done, but I was shaking. My whole body ached, my legs were trembling where I was sprawled on the floor. Embarassment was wearing in now. I had begged Jeremy not to stop fucking me. God. I actually said that out loud.I shied away from Jeremy’s gaze that was searing heat into my skin, but before the shame could pull me in further, his rough palm slid over my stomach, smearing the mess he had made on me. He was so raw—liked to play dirty. His other hand cupped my cheek, forcing me to look at him.“Look at you,” he muttered, his voice still thick with lust. “Shaking all over. Can’t even catch your breath.”I closed my eyes. “Stop teasing me.”But he didn’t. Of course he didn’t. He dragged his thumb across my bottom lip, slowly and lingering, like he was memorizing the tremble there.“You begged, Teyana.” He smirked, eyes still burning into my skin. “Begged me like you couldn’t live without it.” He added as

Teyana’s POV“Drop me here,” I said, the moment we got a decent distance across my dorm.Jeremy’s bike, one I’ve come to know was a Ducati Davel 1260 rumbled to a stop, the sound vibrating up my legs even after he cut the engine. Well, I didn’t know about bikes. I had once looked it up online because it looked so luxurious. The price didn’t disappoint me. The boy was stinking rich.I didn’t wait after climbing off. The second my feet touched the ground, I stormed off.“Teyana, wait up.”I wanted to keep walking, but my body betrayed me and stilled. I turned, and it almost hurt to look at him. He was sinfully magnetic in the morning light, his eyes narrowed under the growing sun, his hair still slightly disheveled from the night before. The bruise on his lips had darkened, and the memory of tasting the faint blood there when we kissed twisted in my stomach.His eyes pinned me. “I thought we stopped in front of your dorm. Where are you heading to?”I swallowed. “Well, I still have some

It’s been three days since I left my dorm to stay with Carol. I didn’t pack much, just a duffel with clothes, my laptop, and the bare essentials. Carol had been inquisitive more than ever and to escape her numerous questions, I had been spending more time in school and the library, burying myself in coursework that I didn’t need several hours to understand. Thankfully, she was not usually in her dorm as well. So we’d barely seen each other.She had only asked me about Jeremy once and I dismissed her. I hadn’t come across Jeremy since the day he dropped me off and left me reeling. Hadn’t seen Zayne either. Sean had called me so many times I was scared he might finally show up at my dorm unannounced, only he wouldn’t find me there.I didn’t tell Carol about any of it. I just hoped she would allow me bail. But I was wrong. Today, she was driving me to Kingston’s auto shop. My nineteenth birthday was in two weeks and I had been saving enough to purchase the Audi A5 Coupe I had wanted for