15|ambushed

Brenda G

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"What the actual fuck?" A hiss left my lips as soon as my gaze rested on a rotund man in an expensive midnight six-piece suit.

He was standing close to the entrance of the classroom where he was engaged in a dialogue with the school Director. His mere presence suffocated me, he was a constant reminder that my family was in his debt. After all, I signed the contract that sealed my fate.

What did he want? I had forgotten about him for the last few weeks as I was having a good time with my new friends.

My eyes rested on his composed persona while all kinds of thoughts on how I could expose him to the whole world devoured my brain.

Lance was a monster in a suit. Beneath that expensive attire and that gentlemanly facade, he was a manipulative bastard who deserved to rot in the darkest prison cell.

His cold, aquamarine eyes met mine for a brief moment and my blood froze in my veins. The corners of his eyes were wrinkled as a result of smiling at whatever Director Emilia Dior