I didn’t believe them when they said they would corrupt me.
I was wrong. So wrong.
The night my sister died, a piece of me died with her, so I made a vow.
I'm going to enroll at Spine Ridge University just like her, find the person responsible ... and make them pay.
Until I meet three sick boys of the Skull & Serpent Society: Felix, Dylan, Alistair. Rude, heartless, vicious guys who are obsessed with making me regret I ever stepped foot on campus.
They make me a deal: My body in exchange for a glimpse at their violence.
Refusing them is impossible, denying them is insane.
They're rough, greedy, and every second with them is filled with depravity.
Their venom is jabbed straight into my heart and I’m sucked into their world.
All for the sake of revenge.
Until it becomes something more.
Something all four of us would kill for.
My fingers push against his chest, but he grabs my hands and pins them above my head to the wall. Then he plants another deep, sultry kiss onto my skin, Page 1 of 4 Page 2 of 4turning up the heat, and I can’t stop the moan from spilling from my mouth when he grinds up against me.
“Go on,” he murmurs.
He pulls away, his eyes narrowing. “You trying to back out of our agreement, Pen?” He makes a tsk sound. “I expected more from you. You know I won’t allow it.”
“No,” I say. “I just need you to stop trying to hurt me.”
He tilts his head, and a deadly smirk slowly forms on his face. “I’m not going to stop until I have what I came here for. And what I need is for you to suffer in silence while I do what I do best.”
“And what’s that?” I ask. “Bully girls?”
He says it with such a stone-cold look that I’m feeling the chill in my bones.
“And that includes me,” I say under my breath.
“If it gets me what I want,” he replies.
“What the fuck do you even want, Felix?”
He stares me down like only a cold-hearted killer could. “Revenge.”
The air is thick with electricity, and all I can think about is how much I want to steal his knife and ram it straight into his heart ... and then let him rail me up against this wall.
Fuck. I hate how confused he makes me.
“You wanted my help? You got it,” he growls. “Then take it like a good girl.” He narrows his eyes and leans in. “And get out of my way before I finger fuck you in front of this entire crowd.”
I swallow. Hard.
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Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her cutie pie son, and her two crazy but cute dogs. In her free time, she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
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