Archer
The clock hand moves to quarter past eleven, and I pace up and down faster, rage coiling through me as I wonder if Adrianna is defying a direct order. All the girls have to be in their rooms by ten thirty, which means she should be here by now.
I pull my cell phone out and type a text.
Me: Where are you? Don’t make me come to your dorm and drag you here.
If she doesn’t reply or isn’t here within thirty minutes, I’ll be at her dorm. I don’t care what kind of scene I make. Adrianna belongs to me for this year, and that’s the only way the information I found gets buried.
Adrianna: I’m busy finishing an assignment.
Adrianna is testing my patience. Clenching my fists, I consider my options. The desperate need to see her right now is threatening to tear away any self-control I have.
Me: You have made a big mistake.
I grab my coat and head down the stairs of my apartment and out into the courtyard, unlocking the door into the main building. My cell phone dings.
Adrianna: I can’t help it if I have work to do.
This conversation is over. Adrianna isn’t taking my threats seriously, so perhaps it’s time I make her. I have her father’s email address and with one click of a button, I could send him the photos of his daughter meeting with his arch nemesis. It would be that simple, so I need to show her how easy it would be, even though I don’t intend to tell her family or anyone for that matter.
I key in the code to get into the girls’ dorms and march into the empty corridors. As I expected, there’s no one out at this time of night. Adrianna’s room is one of the biggest rooms because her father paid for it. I navigate to it and stop in front of her door, trying to ease some of the rage inside.
Bringing my fist to the door, I beat on it hard.
There are soft footsteps on the other side. “Who is it?”
“Don’t play games with me, Vasquez,” I say in hushed tones, not wanting to draw unwanted attention to my presence in the girls’ dorms.
“I’m not playing games. I have a torture assignment due tomorrow morning.”
“Open the damn door before I break it down.”
I rarely lose my temper, but Adrianna is driving me to aggression. Even though I know this door is impossible to break down. It weighs about 200lbs and is bulletproof.
She fumbles with the lock and then opens the door with the chain across, peering out at me. “What do you want?”
“You know the deal, Adrianna, so why are you defying me?”
Her throat moves as she swallows. “When am I supposed to do my assignments?”
“You had all fucking night to do them.” I slam my hand against the door. “If you don’t take that chain off right this minute, I’ll snap it off.”
She sighs heavily and pushes the door shut enough to unlatch the chain and then opens it to me.
I move fast, driven by adrenaline, as I step into her room and slam the door behind me. My breathing is labored as she backs away from me, a glint of fear in her eyes.
“What are you going to do?”
I pull my cell phone out of my jacket pocket and go into my draft emails. “I think maybe we have our wires crossed or something.” I move toward her, phone facing her. “I addressed this email to your father. The moment I decide you aren’t going to co-operate, I hit the send button and it’s all over for you.”
Adrianna glances at the email, the blood from her cheeks draining as she turns a pale white color. “I am co-operating, but you’re asking me to get in to trouble with Professor Luigi because you are too impatient to wait.” She sets her hands on her hips.
“Listen, Adrianna.” I place the phone down on the desk with the email still up and ready to be sent. “Tonight we settle this. Either you do exactly as I tell you from this moment until the end of the year, or I send the email to your father. It’s your choice.”
She glares at me hatefully. “You ‘re a fucking bastard.”
“I don’t care what you think of me. You need to make a decision and stick to it. What’s it going to be?” I grab my phone. “Shall I send it?”
She launches at it and grabs the phone out of my hand. “No. I’ll do whatever you want.” She deletes the draft, which is a bold move. “I promise. No more defiance.” For the first time, I believe her.
“Fine.” I snatch my phone out of her hand. “Lie on the bed.”
Her cheeks flush a dark red. “Surely not here. People will hear.”
I grab her hips and drag her against me. “You should have thought about that before you defied my orders.” My cock is harder than stone as I tighten my grasp on her hips, pushing her back toward the bed against the far wall. “Lie down.”
As always, there’s that defiant light in her eyes, but she sighs heavily and does as she’s told, lying down on her bed. I pull my shirt off and then my pants until I’m only in my briefs.
Adrianna’s attention dips to the outline of my hard cock and I rub it.
“Are you ready for it, baby girl?”
She glares up at me. “No.”
I grab her knees and spread her thighs wide apart roughly. “Well, it doesn’t matter, because I’m fucking this pretty little cunt, no matter what you say.”
I lower myself over her and kiss her lips forcefully, pushing my tongue through them as I kiss her like my life depends on it. Right now, it feels that way. Adrianna will wish she hadn’t defied me by the time the night is through. I’m going to show her how powerless she is.