Azira
My heart is hammering erratically as I rush into the ladies’ bathroom and into the first cubicle, slamming the door behind me and resting my back against it.
What are the chances?
I agreed to come to this with Rizzo because he’s Alex’ friend and I don’t want my friends to get suspicious about why I’d turn down one of the hottest boys in school.
And now the professor I’ve been sleeping with is sitting right behind us, glaring daggers into the back of my head. The door to the ladies’ bathroom swings open and I freeze, listening. I don’t know why I suspect he’ll follow me, but I just do. He’s that crazy.
The moment I hear the lock on the back of the door click into place, I know it’s him.
“I think you need punishing, Miss Sidorov.” There’s a lethal tone to his voice, one that sends a shiver of fear trailing across my exposed flesh. “I thought I made it clear that you belong to me.”
I wet my too dry lips before speaking. “You stated in no uncertain terms that sex is merely a transaction for you.”
“It is, but while I’m sleeping with a sub, I expect her to be loyal to me and only me.”
I laugh. “I’m just at a hockey match. It’s not like I’m sucking Rizzo’s cock.”
He growls then and slams a hand hard into the cubicle door, making it shudder on its hinges. “Out now.”
The thought of facing him when he’s like this makes me sick to the stomach, especially here when my friends are out in the crowd, waiting for me to return. “I’m afraid I’m not finished.”
“Don’t make me break the fucking door down, Azira.” He shakes it again so hard I hear the hinges groan. “There’s nothing that can keep me away from you. Do you understand?”
Swallowing the fear attempting to rise up my throat, I reach for the lock and pull it across, intending to pull open the door, but Blaine doesn’t give me a chance.
He yanks it open and then steps into me, his fingers wrapping around my throat so fast I hardly see him move. “What kind of game are you playing?”
I open my mouth to respond, but nothing comes out, as he’s choking me too hard. Panic rises inside of me like a tidal wave, ready to crash against the shore and leave destruction in its wake.
My head swims as he slowly starves me of oxygen, glaring at me with such uncontrollable rage I wonder if he really would take this too far and choke the life out of me. It’s the moment that thought enters my mind that he releases his grasp slightly, allowing me the opportunity to draw in oxygen.
I stare at him in disbelief. “Are you trying to kill me?”
He tilts his head. “No, but you need to learn your lesson.”
I feel relief as his fingers leave my skin, but I know from the look in his eye that this is far from over. Glancing at my watch, I say, “I need to get back or-”
He slams his palm against the doorway to block my exit. “You are going nowhere until I say so.”
“Someone will come looking for me if I’m too long.”
He bares his teeth like an angry wolf. “Let them come looking. I don’t give a shit.”
Before I can register what he’s doing, his lips are against mine in an angry and passionate kiss that leaves me breathless.
“You belong to me, which means no dates with other men. Do you understand?”
My stomach flutters like a million butterflies taking flight at how possessive he’s being. Although it’s insane, as he made it clear from the start that this is nothing but sex, there’s a part of me that hopes this could become something more.
And the way he’s acting right now only feeds that fantasy.
His fingertips dig into my hips harder. “Tell me you understand,” he demands.
“I understand,” I lie, even though none of this makes any sense.
Sex is just a transaction to him, so why does it matter who I date?
Not that I’m interested in Rizzo and I don’t get the sense he’s interested in me either. After all, our families are enemies. I just agreed to it because Nat begged me to come out with them and be Rizzo’s date.
“Good.” He yanks me out of the cubicle and bends me over the sink. “Time to punish you.” He lifts my skirt up and then tears my panties down my legs.
I swallow hard, wishing I hadn’t worn a skirt, which makes it easier for him to get access. His hand comes down violently against my left ass cheek, making me jump.
I yelp in pain as he moves on to my right ass cheek and does the same. The hard surface of the sink counter digs into my hips as he keeps the firm pressure of his weight against me. It’s going to leave bruises in its wake, but I sense that’s his intention. To inflict as much pain as physically possible, even if he doesn’t have any of his implements here.
“Don’t act like you don’t love this, Sidorov.”
I grit my teeth together. “I don’t love that you are being completely unreasonable.”
He growls, his weight bearing into me harder. “How would you like it if I was here with another woman parading her around?”
When he puts it like that, I’d be furious. The thought of seeing him with any other woman makes me sick to the stomach. “I’d hate it.”
“Exactly.” He spanks me again, even harder than before. “Which is why you need punishing for making me so fucking angry.”
I can hear that anger in his voice, and it inspires a terror in me.
It’s clear that when I went after this man, wanting him to notice me the way I’ve always noticed him, I never considered just how crazy he is.
There’s a reason he’s the resident punisher at the Syndicate Academy. A reason why he loves inflicting pain, and I’ve opened the book to look inside and delve into the madness that lies within him.
However, now I can’t get out, or at least, he won’t let me.
I swallow hard as his breathing is ragged behind me and glance into the mirror, meeting his gaze.
He looks borderline insane right now, with wide hazel eyes and his hair messy. “I’m going to fuck you right here and fill you with my cum, and then you will return and sit next to that frat boy with my cum dripping into your panties.”
I swallow hard at the thought, but my thighs clench. “Yes, sir.”