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They head down the corridor, and then Eva calls back, “We don’t have time for assholes.”
I clench my fists. “Fucking bitch will wish she never stood up to me.”
Nik places a hand on my shoulder, smirking. “And here I was thinking you’d gone soft, letting Rizzo get away with it.”
I glare at him. “Rizzo is alright. Even you like him.”
He nods. “Hate to admit it, but the kid is a tough cookie and I like him, yeah.” He glances after Eva. “But what exactly are you going to do to her?”
“I’ll make sure she knows no one stands in between me and Natalya.” I clench my jaw as I watch my nemesis walk away, thinking she won the battle. The war is only just starting and I’ll make sure the entire academy knows Natalya answers to me and me alone, or her brother won’t last long.
Nik runs a hand through his hair. “Forget them for now. We’ve got anatomy class with Luigi,” Nik points out.
Rosa sighs. “Yeah, can’t be late for that.”
I nod and lead the way down the corridor, after Natalya and her new friend. Natalya is also in anatomy class, so I intend to call her up for her shit. It’s as if she’s not taking my threat seriously, which means I need to up the stakes and change tactics.
Natalya doesn’t notice me as I enter the classroom, too busy chatting with Eva. I sit right behind them rather than in my usual seat at the back. Nik looks confused but sits next to me, and Rosa takes a seat next to him. “What’s with the change in seat?”
I nod to the two girls sitting in front of us.
He shakes his head. “You are crazier than ever this year with Gurin. What’s it all about?”
“It’s our last year, so I’ve got to make it memorable.” I wink, which makes him laugh.
Luigi’s signature rap of his ruler against the wooden desk echoes through the classroom, drawing everyone’s attention to the front.
“Page Seventy-five,” he orders.
I grumble as I flip to the page, watching the woman in front of me. How dare she act as if I hold nothing over her head in front of her new friend? She should have been the one to call Eva out for her shit, but instead she followed her like a lost puppy.
I weigh my rubber in my hand and give Nik a nudge, smirking as I aim and throw it right at Natalya. It hits the back of her head.
“Ouch,” she says, placing a hand where it hit and turning to glare at me with those fiery brown eyes of hers.
I grit my teeth as that look only calls the images of her on her knees to the forefront of my mind. An image I’ve been unable to wipe from my mind because it was so fucking hot, even if I do hate her. “What you looking at, Gurin? I know I’m hot, but there’s no need to stare.”
The fire in her eyes increases and her tanned cheeks turn a shade of pink as rage overwhelms her. I’m thankful I’m the reason she’s so angry, as I love getting under her skin. She shakes her head. “Perhaps you should go fuck yourself, then.”
The comment both shocks and angers me as I stare at her, wondering if she’s forgotten what I hold over her. Natalya turns back to the class, as Eva nudges her and whispers something.
I’m about to issue a retort and tell her she needs to remember her place, when I notice Luigi staring right at them. He bangs his palm against the desk, making both of them jump.
“Do you two already know all you need to know about the liver?” He asks.
Nik leans toward me. “You’re not going to let her get away with speaking to you like that, are you?”
I glare at him. “What the fuck do you think?” He shouldn’t even have to ask for fuck’s sake. “Have I ever let Gurin get away with anything?” I feel my jaw ache as I clench it so tightly.
“Fair enough, but you better fucking make her pay. Natalya is clearly getting ballsy because Eva stood up to you.”
I clench my fists on the desk, glaring at the back of her head. Nik knows how to wind me up more. Natalya will wish she never so much as looked at me in the wrong way, let alone said what she said, once I’m through with her.
“I’ll make her pay when she leasts expects it,” I say, through gritted teeth, watching as Luigi grills them. “If we weren’t in Professor Luigi’s class, I’d make her pay right now.”
Nik claps me on the back. “That’s the spirit.”
Rosa rolls her eyes. “You two can be so barbaric at times. It was just a comment.”
I glare at her. “Just a comment? And you think that girls like her should be able to say things like that to me?” I ask.
Rosa pales slightly, aware she’s receiving the brunt of my anger. “No, of course not,” she says, bowing her head.
The crack of Professor Luigi’s ruler against the desk sends everyone’s spine straight. “Morales and Cabello, shut it. The next person I catch chatting in this class will be marched down to the basement in irons.”
I swallow hard and nod in apology. “Sorry, sir,” we both say in unison.
I fall silent, glaring at the back of Natalya’s head as my mind kicks into overdrive, formulating a plan for revenge for that comment.
She’ll wish she never spoke against me once I’m through with her, I guarantee it. I’ll make her pay for disrespecting me.