Noxious Boys by K.L. Taylor-Lane

Author:K.L. Taylor-Lane [Taylor-Lane, K.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K. L. TAYLOR-LANE
Published: 2024-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

FLYNN

“And what did he say?” I ask lowly, eyes flicking up from beneath my black lashes, the room dim as my office always is, but my eyes never stray from her through the shadows between us.

Poppy fidgets with her hands in her lap, knotting her delicately inked fingers like she always does every time she’s nervous about something. We’ve been talking for weeks now, coming up to Spring Break, and every time she arrives in my office, she looks worse. More tired, more stressed, strained, like the weight of the world is on her very slim shoulders.

I know the boys have been fucking with her, pushing her away, making her hate them, be fearful of them. They released the shower video just this morning, with my help, the college halls plastered with naked pictures of her. Which works out great for me, she’s upped her time with me lately. And my physiological mind fuck sessions with her are just the cherry on top of the cake.

I love breaking apart pretty things.

Those boys have violent plans for this girl, they’re going to push her so much further, she might not make it back after tonight, at least, not in one piece anyway. She’ll give up trying to make Texas work for her, and run home to her daddy. Broken, desecrated, ruined.

I don’t know why she hasn’t left yet, considering the mean shit they’ve been doing to her. Most of it’s petty, well, all except for Lynx. He’s really stepped up his fucking game, even I was surprised by.

Speaking of which, “Tell me about the door,” I encourage quietly, switching my question, watching for the flinch I know is coming.

She’s been sitting in this room with me for the last six weeks, an hour a day, five days a week, because that’s one of her enrollment conditions.

But tonight’s different.

It’s Saturday.

And she asked to see me.

She flinches, just as I expected, at my question. A tremble tearing through her core, shoulders twitching, she shakes her head, sucks in an almost silent breath that I’d miss if I weren’t paying incredible attention. It’s as though I can feel it in my own chest, sharp and uncomfortable.

I am fixated on her, on playing with her. Her every breath, every sound, every word, every fucking second of her existence, I watch her. Through camera feeds when I can’t follow her around campus. In person the rest of the time. She is my newest obsession and I’ve been holding back, staying unseen, but tonight, tonight, it’s as though she knew I was there, specifically for her.

She flicked that addicting lilac gaze over her shoulder, wind whipping strands of her long hair across her pale face, her eyes locked on mine, her head tilted, and she mouthed my name like a question. My feet moved me towards her across the quad like she tugged on an invisible tether, as though she opened her demonic book of tricks and summoned me with not much more than a blink.

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