Page 215 of Depraved Boys

It wasn’t until Cormac stepped out of his room and dished out detentions that they scattered into the stairwells, cupboards, and through the door leading to the central part of the building.

Cormac narrowed his eyes at me before turning back to dealing with the girls. My heart sank. Bruce Wilmington and his fists had set off a whole series of calamities, and the one suffering the most was Prakash.

Leopold opened the door to his room and stepped inside. Unlike Prakash’s bedroom, which was adorned with beautiful pictures of India, or Cormac’s award-laden walls, Leopold adorned his walls with posters of a graffiti artist’s work.

As soon as the door clicked shut, Leopold asked, “What insurance policy?”

“I asked Gilbert to give Prakash an alibi.”

“Who’s Gilbert?” I asked.

“The club’s butler.” Leopold turned back to Sebastian. “What?”

Sebastian ran a hand through his hair. “We worked it out together that first time we stayed over at the club. Gilbert drove down to the academy to return something that Kash left in one of the club’s drawing rooms. He also delivered champagne and absinthe to his room, stopped for a cup of tea, and Kash walked him out.”

“But wouldn’t that make Prakash’s statement to the police inconsistent?” I asked.

“Mr. Pinkerton said the police didn’t believe Kash was wandering around the school grounds, looking for an unspecified item he had lost.”

“Ashley’s blackmail material,” I muttered.

My shoulders slumped. Of course, Prakash couldn’t elaborate to the police. First of all, it would arouse their curiosity about the supposed evidence, and secondly, admitting that Ashley possessed these items would prove that he had a motive for the attack.

Sebastian nodded. “Now, Mr. Pinkerton can reveal that Kash was covering up for Gilbert’s illicit delivery of alcohol to a school.”

“Will the butler get into trouble?”

“No, but the sum I’ve transferred to his account should cover any reprimands the club gives him to satisfy the police.”

Warmth filled my heart, and my chest felt like it would burst with happiness. With this alibi, the police would have to release Prakash. I gazed at Sebastian through tear-filled eyes.

How much had he spent to help his friend? Mr. Pinkerton’s legal fees couldn’t be cheap, and neither could the bribe he had paid Gilbert the butler. And he’d also bought out Ashley’s share of the house for a ridiculous amount of money.

“Thank you!” I threw an arm around Sebastian’s shoulders and trailed the other down his chest.

Sebastian gave me a bemused smile but pressed a kiss on my lips.

The touch of his lips on mine sent a zing of sensation straight between my legs, and my lips parted for a moan. Sebastian’s arm tightened around my waist, bringing us closer. He slipped his tongue in my mouth and caressed mine with sensual, dizzying strokes.

My breaths quickened, and heat rippled through my insides, making me feel overdressed. My uniform became too tight, like being wrapped in a straight jacket when all I wanted was to strip it all off.

After loosening my tie and unbuttoning my shirt, I slipped a hand under Sebastian’s blazer and placed it on his hard, muscular chest. His cotton shirt covered the flesh I craved, but it was enough… For now.

An approving rumble reverberated on my palm as my hand slid over the bulge of his pec, down his defined abs, and to his leather belt. My other hand slid down from his neck to work on the metal buckle.

Sebastian drew back from the kiss. “We’ve got classes in twenty minutes. What are you doing?”

My tongue darted out to lick my lips. “I want to show my appreciation.”

Sebastian’s breath caught, and his eyes dropped from my lips to my busy hands. “Have you done this before?”

Behind us, Leopold let out a low chuckle. “A gentleman never tells.”

“When?” Sebastian’s brow furrowed.

“The night Leo and I searched my house for blackmail material,” I replied.

“The morning after.” Leopold pressed his hard body to my back and wrapped his arms around my waist. His hardness pressed into my ass, making me squeeze my thighs together. “Don’t leave me out.”