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Passion.
Pain and passion and spark.
I raised my chin. “So you’re not a bastard…you’re just an asshole.”
God, Ily!
It didn’t even make sense.
I had no idea what I was doing yet…
Henri shifted and speared his fingers through my loose hair. Dragging me closer, he groaned, “Fuck, I’ve missed you calling me names.”
The way he trembled.
The way my heart pounded.
Everything erupted with life.
His eyes dropped to my mouth.
And I let stupidity and instinct rule me. “Fuck you.”
He shuddered. His eyes snapped shut. When they opened again, they blazed. “You have no idea how badly I—”
“Ah, Henri.” Victor chuckled, cutting through our flaming chemistry like a garotte. “Back to your whispers, hmm?”
As if he remembered where he was. As if the weight and blackness of the past month leapt on him in one move, Henri sagged in his chair and let me go. “Je suis désolé, Vic.” He forced a grin. “Please…continue.”
“Do you wish to share with the rest of the class?” Victor smiled at me. “Ilyana…what did he say to you?”
Ignoring Peter’s, Rachel’s, and Mollie’s fearful eyes, I sneered. “Only that he plans on fucking me the moment you finish waffling on.”
For a moment, Victor didn’t say anything. His eyes gleamed as if he knew more than he let on. Finally, he laughed delicately and glanced at Henri. “We’ll catch up tonight, mon ami. We have much to discuss.”
Henri jerked a nod as Victor turned his attention back to the blonde beside him.
“Your name, sweetling. I won’t ask again.”
The poor girl rattled with shakes. “L-Laura.” Tears spilled down her cheeks.
Victor stroked her shoulders. “Good girl. See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?”
Clasping her hand, he raised it in his. “Everyone, please give a very warm welcome to the lovely Laura.”
“Please!” Laura begged, tugging where Victor held her. “This must be some mistake. I-I’m not meant to be here. I only left my boyfriend for five minutes. H-He’ll be looking for me. This is a mistake. Please, please take me back.”
“Sweetling, there is no mistake.” Victor let her go. “You’re home, whether you like it or not.”
Striding past her, he touched the next girl—a curvy dark blonde with large nipples. “Gentlemen, this is Chloe.” He smiled kindly. “I remember you as it’s such a pretty name to go with your very pretty face.”
Chloe shied away, but Victor didn’t reprimand her.
Striding to the third girl, he ran his hands over her corkscrew brown curls. “And this is Tanya.” He glanced down. “It is Tanya, correct? My memory is starting to go on me, I’m afraid.”
“I-It’s Talia.” She flinched back from his caress.
“Another pretty name.” Victor pressed a fatherly kiss on her forehead. Turning to face the crowd, he beamed. “Say hello to Talia, my dear friends!”
