All Chapters of His To Possess : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The silence stretched thick until the principal cleared her throat, her voice steady but colder than before. “Calm down, everyone. I will not have this office turned into a circus.” She looked from Calla to Mr. Harrington, then finally to Mrs Prescott. "Actions have consequences, regardless of whose name is on the checkbook.”Mrs. Prescott shifted forward, her pearls rattling against each other. “Mrs. Brown—”“No, Mrs Prescott,” the principal cut her off, her patience thinning. “Your son, Gregory Prescott, and Thomas Harrington will serve a one-week suspension immediately. In addition, they will attend mandatory after-school service for the remainder of the term.”“What?!” Mrs. Prescott shot to her feet. “You can’t—”“I can,” the principal snapped back, her tone like iron. “And I just did.”Disbelief in her eyes, she scoffed, pointing a finger at the principal. "After all the donations my husband and I have made to this school? How dare you?!—"Mr. Prescott groaned and dragged a hand

Calla sank to both knees, crawling slowly between his legs. Her hands trailed up his thighs before wrapping around the hand that was stroking his cock.She licked her bottom lip slowly and took his cock into her hand. “Let me…” she whispered.Yes, she was shameless. Especially when it came to this job. Rico was anything but stingy—he always paid her more than enough. Each time the money hit her account, she stared in disbelief at the amount.She couldn’t afford to lose him as a client, and she definitely wasn’t about to go back to fucking random men for less than she deserved.She bit her bottom lip as she started gently, stroking his cock with one hand while playing with his balls with the other. Rico leaned back in the chair, watching her hands work their magic, his jaw flexing.“Your mouth,” he said flatly. “I told you to use your mouth, Calla.”Calla swallowed, her eyes flicking up to his for a moment before dropping back down to his cock.She tilted her head, leaned in, and let h

Calla quickly shook her head, pushing strands of hair behind her ears. "No! God no," She licked her lips and spoke again. "They're not the assholes— well, they are for pushing my brother off the stairs— but–but their parents are more of an asshole for defending them— but they're all assholes—" She rambled on, her words tripping over each other.She paused for him to say something, but not even his facial expression moved an inch.After a few seconds, he took his hand away from her chin and placed it by his side. "What happened Calla?” his voice was serious, leaving no means of escape for her. His eyes peering into hers.She gulped. “My brother was hurt. Bad,” she paused and gave him his chance to say something demeaning, to speak ill about her brother again. That way, she can get up and leave, forgetting ever showing him her vulnerable side.But he didn't speak, not even a blink of an eye. She exhaled and continued, "I got a call this afternoon from my brother's school that it was an

Calla packed the sandwiches, strawberries and blueberries, and yogurt. She boxed everything up carefully, making sure the yogurt lid was tight before slipping everything into a brown paper bag.It was early, the sun barely out yet, and the streets were still quiet. The cool morning air brushed against her face as she stepped outside. She let out a small sigh, she hadn’t slept much last night. Her head still felt heavy from thinking too much, mostly about Rico and the things he said.She was on her way to the hospital where she’d had Eli moved. She’d gone to see him after Bruno dropped her off yesterday and couldn’t stop worrying. He didn’t seem to be getting better at the school hospital. The new place wasn’t fancy, but it was clean, quiet, and good enough for her peace of mind.Bruno wasn’t around to drive her, so she took a cab instead. She wasn’t sure if the fight with Rico yesterday had anything to do with it, maybe Rico had told Bruno to stay away. Still, Rico didn’t seem like th

"I didn't know I would come here without being summoned either," Calla murmured, finally finding her words, surprised that it didn't come out cracked. She shivered with fear on the inside, and her eyes avoided his.She watched as Rico cocked his head to the side, his hollowed dark eyes scanning her from her head to her toes and then back up. She shuddered even more under his piercing gaze.Rico pulled to his feet, his empty chest in full view. He pressed the butt of the cigar onto the ashtray and then moved towards her. His red and black inked tattoos hypnotized her, luring her into his trap. She gulped again, her eyes glued to his hard muscles.He reached her, standing just three inches away from her. Calla's eyes still on his chest, she didn't dare look into his eyes."Why are you here, Lyra?" He growled. There, he called her by her real name again.He was too close to her, his morning scent tangling her sense of reasoning. She tried to move backwards, but she was sandwiched between