Brutal Titan: A Dark High School Bully Romance (Golden Olympus Academy Book 3) by A.J. Logan

Author:A.J. Logan [Logan, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

16

Victoria

A strong force latches around my legs, pinning my knees together as what feels like a hand slips under my back, rubbing along my shoulder blades. Clawing my way to consciousness, panic kicks in. My eyes fight to open as I struggle against the hold on my legs.

“No, no, no.” The words pour out as a desperate plea. Am I screaming or silent? I can’t tell, but I do feel the grip on me go rigid.

“Victoria, wake up.” Elliot’s voice registers in my mind as I relent, sucking in a deep breath and relaxing against him. I don’t know who I thought it was, but after vaguely recalling dozing off in middle of the party, I’m thankful there was plenty people around, unlike the guesthouse situation. Elliot remains tense with his arms under my knees and back as he hovers over me. “I was just going to take you to your room.”

Looking around, I see that the patio has cleared out, leaving just a few people here and there, as I push away from him. “I’m fine.”

“Yes. You were perfectly fine sleeping out here curled up in a little ball, looking like you were freezing to death, but being the gracious yet pathetic host that I am, I didn’t want to leave you out here because it’s a tad bit chillier than your demeanor.”

Narrowing my eyes at him, I jump to my feet, wobbling slightly whether it’s from the alcohol or still being half-asleep, I don’t know. What I do know is he looks stupidly attractive even when he’s torturing me. “And whose fault is that?” Spinning, I begin to walk away as he says the last thing I expect to hear.

“Mine.”

Sluggishly rotating, I study his gloomy stance, shoulders slumped forward with his hands tucked into his pockets, a far cry from the chipper party host I’d witnessed all evening—except for when he was an arrogant bastard, yanking an orgasm from me that I thoroughly enjoyed. But what really throws me is how he knows exactly what to say to get to me. Hurriedly, I turn away from him. I’m not drunk enough to engage with him and not sober enough to keep my feelings to myself. Shuffling up the stairs, I don’t realize he’s a step behind me until I walk into the guest room that serves as my refuge. “Go away, Elliot. I don’t want to do this right now. I can’t.” My voice squeaks out, exhausted and emotional from everything going on.

“I don’t want to do it either, so how about a truce?”

“Sure, until you find some new way to make my life miserable.”

He moves to the dresser along the far wall of the room. Pulling a drawer open, he reaches in, retrieving a sketchbook that I’m guessing is the same one I’d thrown at him. Stretching his arm out, he holds the book between us, his eyes penetrating me. I don’t know what to do, it’s all a joke to him. Everything. But I want this to be done.

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