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As though Elizabeth had left only yesterday. Elena noticed a knitted blanket resting over an armchair. A cup of tea beside it. Still warm. Her heartbeat quickened. Someone had been here. Very recently. She looked toward Clara. "She's close." Clara didn't answer. That silence... Was answer enough. --- In the study, Clara unlocked a small mahogany cabinet. Inside rested a beautifully wrapped box. "This was Lady Elizabeth's final instruction." She placed it on the desk. "She said..." "'When Elena Hart and Adrian Blackwell arrive together...'"

A man walked in. He wore a black, button-up shirt, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, he was tall, dark, thick with messy hair, olive toned skin, piercing blue eyes, pointed nose, luscious lips, sexy walk, he walked with grace and possessiveness, that would make any girl want to make him pregnant, lean muscular build and elegant. His presence swallowed the air like smoke. He dropped a leather folder on the table in front of the classroom, slowly looking up. Straight at Elara.

All the sensory glass doors, space elevators and sterilized steel labs, just to name a few, make the Ultara interior feel like a NASA station. Later we got to our very first class. We settled in our seats for World History and waited for the teacher to call the roll. Cammie came back and took a seat with me and Alyssa. The smirk on her face grew even more smirky as I stared at her and shook my head. Then the girl she went with earlier appeared with a flushed face. Her hazel eyes almost looked glassy as if she was high on crack. "Seriously?" I said. "Already on the first day of school?"

I got up and walked out of the door. … Classroom of the witches. Keller sat on her desk going through a text book. The curriculum of the humans had been added so they won't have to attend the school of the humans afterwards. The afternoon was going fine until the textbook hot yanked away. When she looked up, she stared into the blue eyes of a female. "I was reading that but since you want it as well, I guess I'll have to find another one." Keller muttered and reached under her desk to take out another textbook.

Jenny seemed preoccupied and added nothing to what Franky said. "Lisa's father owns a law firm, but even she kept quiet." Franky gestured toward a contemplating Lisa, who, just like Jenny, was paying no attention to the topic of discussion. She was thinking about what she had seen when she skipped physics class. She had planned to wait it out in the girls' bathroom. Instead, she went to the Elites' classroom. The room was less of a classroom and more of a hangout for the richest kids. Not the rich kids, the 'richest.'

"What?" "Stop getting lost, go clean up, we have to go down for breakfast." She conveyed and I rolled my eyes. "And don't forget that you're having class by eleven." She added and the urge to cry choked me. The classes were just extra classes organized by some top-ranking students in the school and by top-ranking, I mean both in money, connection, and in the brain. They call themselves elites and if I gain their favor with my hard work, it's a plus in getting the scholarship.

She kissed me softly, then Elena, and whispered against our lips… “Next week… my penthouse suite. Bring the bigger toys.” Elena laughed low, fingers still circling my oversensitive clit. “And the new vibrating butt plug I ordered… the one that pulses in time with our heartbeats.” I could barely speak, but I smiled. “Yes, ma’am… I’ll be early.” The city lights glittered outside the glass walls, but inside Elite National Bank the only thing that mattered was the slick, throbbing promise of more… much more.

I looked down at the paper on the desk before speaking. “The Elite's gonna be fine,” Cynthia lifted up her head and blinked in confusion. I stared right back into her eyes, waiting for a protest. If we had to work with a school on this project, it certainly had to be Madison's. “Elite's?!” She blotted out in confusion. “Yeah I nodded and dropped my eyes back down to her boobs, I was getting visibly hard and couldn't wait to be done with this so I could pin her down on my desk.

Without the core encryption key, that system would not last three minutes in a code-combat test. I took a cab to the airport and sat in the waiting area, watching planes lift into the sky beyond the window. My phone stayed quiet. Victor was probably still basking in the joy of thinking he was about to win a billion-dollar contract. He had no time to bother with me. I opened my tablet and logged into the internal livestream of the bidding venue. On the screen, Sophie was standing onstage, speaking smoothly through the PowerPoint. Victor sat in the first row below, gazing at her with admiration.

A few hours later Clara was done taking her bath and fully prepared for work she will have to drop Aria off at school also because Tricia has an appointment to meet up with so she is already out of the house leaving Clara and her daughter. ”Aria do you like the new school you will now be attending?” Clara asked as she made her way outside the house with her daughter. ”Yes mummy I love it, besides who wouldn't like The Great Elites School which is for the rich.” ”I’m glad you like it,” Clara caressed her hair. Even if she hates working with Alexander she is going to keep up with his arrogance for the sake of her little princess. ”Thank you, mummy.” Aria's little voice came and immediately the