Page 18 of Silk Sheets

LOGAN

“No,” Chase replied, rather aggressively. Carter—the campus director—looked over at me in defeat, and I simply shrugged.

“Please, Chase,” he insisted. “These Satanic spawns fear you. You won’t have to stay the entire night. Just make sure no one dies in some weird ritual.”

I could almost laugh.

Carter was a strong believer that Chase had been given a title among college students. The title of being most feared.

With his permanent scowl, his hard hand when it came to grading papers and his ability to show no mercy to any student who failed an exam or who didn’t submit an assignment on time. He was the no bullshit professor.

It was Halloween. So naturally these fuckers were throwing all sorts of illegal parties on and off campus.

Carter wanted Chase to make an appearance at the biggest one but he couldn’t be bothered by these‘immature kids’as he put it. Rightfully so.

I wouldn’t want to go either.

“I have better things to do tonight, Carter. Find someone else,” he dismissed, crossing his arms over his chest.

Unless Chase wanted to do something, nothing and no one could convince him otherwise.

“I’ll pay you,” Carter piped up and I noticed Chase resisting a smile. The smile wasn’t excitement or interest. It was pure arrogance.

Because if he wanted to, he’d be able to buy this entire school.Cash. But, he was too humble to ever let anyone know how wealthy he really was.

After his parents retired to an isolated island, they handed him almost everything. Money, investments, real estates, all of it. And with him being the mathematical fucking nerd that he was, his money effortlessly doubled.

“Every party-loving student on campus will be there,” Carter explained, but it did nothing to convince Chase otherwise. “The football team, the hockey team, the cheer team, even the nerds will attend—Chase, that’s how big tonight’s party will be.”

“We’ll pay them a visit,” I agreed, rounding the desk and Chase cast me a look I’ve seen numerous times. And suddenly, my interest was piqued.

“Thank you, Logan,” Carter dropped his shoulders in relief. “I owe you. Both of you.”

Carter finally left Chase’s classroom, making him pin me with a look of disapproval that I brushed off. “I’m not one of your students, you don’t scare me.”

“What were you thinking?” he questioned, grabbing his car keys from his desk.

“It only starts at 8 p.m. we have plenty of time to relax until then,” I mused, making my way to the door with him trailing along behind me.

“Logan,” he started and I couldn’t help but smile.

I shrugged as we left campus side by side. “We need the money.”

“You outbid Kaden of a twenty-three million dollar piece of artwork because you didn’t want him hanging it in our house.Then you proceeded to destroy said artwork and called it horrid.Youdon’t need shit.”

“I remember that,” I grinned, as we stepped into the faculty parking lot. “Well, that’s why I need the money now,” I lied, pulling my car keys from my pocket.No, I don’t.

“You and Kaden own the club. Why don’t you go with him?”

“He has a flight to catch at four,” I replied.

Midnight Infernohad easily become popular among the students on campus, so it was no surprise that tonight’s Halloween party would be held there.

Kaden and I only co-owned two nightclubs. The rest belonged solely to him, because my focus was the casinos.

I owned majority of the facilities in our city, and they’d quickly become popular due to my eight year winning streak. I attended my first casino event at twenty-one, and hit the jackpot. Needless to say, I was a lucky motherfucker. It had been smooth sailing from there.

When I played, I dominated, and men and women from all around were desperate to remove the title thepeoplehad given me. To this day, they hadn’t succeeded.