Ruthless Chaos: A Dark College Bully Romance (Ruthless Society Book 1) by Raven Rage

Author:Raven Rage [Rage, Raven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-FOUR

ALLIE

I wake with blurry vision and a gravelly throat.

Ugh, I feel horrible.

It’s like there’s an elephant sat on my forehead. The headache is brain-deep and pulsing to my heartbeat. My vision clears a little at a time.

Panic rises in my chest.

Where am I?

I’m cocooned in a huge bed, in a ridiculously lavish room—even by my standards.

Thick golden curtains diffuse the sun’s rays, casting glittering specks of light over a room filled with furniture carved from rich, dark wood.

My limbs are too heavy to move. Even as my foggy memory clears, I don’t remember much from last night. All I know is that I feel worse than I did after that party by the lake.

How many drinks did I have?

I piece together the shards of what I can recall.

There was dancing with Tara. She was having a good time, so I left her to get drinks then…then, there was Liam. That’s where my recollection gets sketchy—the memories are close, but still too far away for me to identify them.

I remember fear.

Then, pure panic followed by the terror that he might die.

There was so much blood, but it wasn’t mine.

Alexander was there, too.

My heart thunders in my chest. If I got so drunk I blacked out, I could have done something that put my identity at risk. What if I’m not even on campus anymore?

Oh god.

I sit up in agitation, fighting against the pain racking every inch of me.

That’s when I spot him.

Alexander’s sitting in a chair at the foot of the bed, asleep.

Even in slumber, he wears an intense aura. His jaw is clenched, his eyebrows pulled down in a scowl. Alexander’s dark blond hair falls over his face in tangles, sticking up at odd angles, like he was fighting in his sleep. His pink and white button-up is all wrinkled, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the top buttons undone.

I have the urge to stroke his face, to smooth out the knot in his forehead, and fix his hair. I catch myself before I actually do it.

When did my feelings about him get this…fuzzy?

My gaze trails the shadowy tattoos wrapping around his forearms, falling to his hands. His knuckles are split, the skin angry and swollen.

Recollection sparks—Alexander was in a fight.

My eyes snap back to his shirt. I misjudged the color of it.

The pink on his white shirt isn’t a pattern. It’s blood.

Liam’s blood.

“Alexander,” I croak.

His eyes snap open. There’s fire in them, as if I’ve startled him. His body stiffens as he glances around the room with clenched fists and flared nostrils.

The anger disappears when his eyes find me.

His expression softens into something I can’t read.

“You’re awake,” he says. I hate that even in this state, my body shivers at the sound of his husky voice. “How do you feel?”

A small yawn escapes me. “Like I got hit by a bus.”

Alexander smirks, sagging forward to rest his elbows on his knees.

“What happened?”

He raises an eyebrow. “You don’t remember?”

I shake my head, but he doesn’t explain.

With each second of silence, my panic heightens.

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