“You’re right,” he said calmly. Too calmly. “Guess I’ll find another one.”
Something about the way he’d said that made my stomach churn.
He clutched my notebook to his chest like a lovesick teen protecting her diary at all costs and walked down the aisle. Two steps later, he reached my row.
My lungs stalled, and I expected him to sit in the empty seat beside me.
Instead, he stopped directly behind my chair.
My notebook suddenly sailed over my head, landing with a slap on my desk.
“What—”
My words cut off when he hooked his fingers into the back of my collar and yanked me upright. The fabric cinched tight around my throat, choking me. My feet barely scraped the floor as he dragged me back.
Heat flooded my face as my lungs fought for air.
I coughed the moment he released me, doubling over to suck in deep breaths. Before I could straighten, he wrapped an arm around my waist and sank into the chair, dragging me down with him.
Right on his freaking lap.
I squirmed, trying to slide off his legs, but his grip held me there like an anchor.
The classroom fell silent as everyone watched.
The guys who idolized Enzo smiled in awe, as though they were witnessing a legend unfold.
Some looked horrified.
Others turned away in guilt.
Enzo never looked at them. No one existed to him unless he chose to see them. And right now, he saw only me.
He kept one hand braced against my stomach, pinning me in place. With the other, he opened my notebook. I flinched when he slid a pen from behindhis ear.
I leaned forward to read as he wrote.
I will submit to my sins with Enzo.
I will submit and suck Enzo’s cock.
I will submit and bow down to Enzo.
The handwriting matched the note from this morning.
My pulse thundered as I clenched my fists. Rage simmered beneath my skin while I tried to decide what to do next.
Before I could move, the guy beside us dragged his desk closer, trapping me between two monsters.
“What the hell is your deal?” I asked. “Haven’t you tortured me enough?”
He chuckled and kept writing. “I haven’t even started.”
I will submit to my sins and obey Enzo.
“I want my phone and laptop back,” I bit out.
“You’ll get them back,” he said easily. “When I’m done going through them.”
