#EXPOSED

CHAPTER - 30

Bad blood. 

Kunal

2020

I watched Aagnay roll his sleeves down as he took his seat across me at the lecture hall. "It's squared away," he told me grimly and I smirked. "Now that this is over, I need you to stop speaking with me."

"What's the rush man?" I flashed a grin and his jaw clenched rigidly. Fucker could feel his balls slipping away. I thought that was priceless. "I'm only getting started."

"Don't," he demanded through his clenched teeth and I scoffed. "You don't want to be fucking with me."

"Why, you gay or something?" I shot mockingly and winked at him. "I might take my chances and adjust."

He glowered. "You might be the headache I don't have a pill for." He loosened the knot of his tie; such a glorious fucker—always tried to be the best when in actuality he was the sickest of us all.

I laughed. "Probably." His jaw steeled and he pushed to his feet. "Although..." He halted in his tracks and glowered.

"There's this other thing I need you to do for me." He scowled at me icily and I snorted. "I'll be around more often as you might have guessed already," I told him and he plopped his hands on the tabletop.

"I'm listening," he told me as he bowed his head down to meet my gaze.

I grinned before I said, "I want you to establish this allegiance."

He narrowed his gaze on me. "Excuse you?"

"You heard me." I began to shut my notepads on the table. "I'll be at your party—perfect time to introduce me to your pals, I believe." His nose flared and I stifled another laugh. "Come on man, we are buddies, or did you forget the kind of secrets I know about you?"

"Consider it done," he muttered snappishly and strode out almost immediately before I could say anything. Ah, life was good.

*

Damn. Maira was hot.

I always thought the best dresses women could wear were the ones that were easy to peel off their bodies—better if accessible without removing any clothing at all, and Maira did a fucking wonderful job. The slit on her dress that revealed her inked leg taunted me and tempted me—my dick twitched against my zipper and I liked what I saw. Maybe it wasn't bad to be with her.

She smiled as I opened the door to the passenger's side of the vehicle. "You look absolutely devastating," I told her as she slid into the car and I locked the door. I was convinced I was about to have a great time.

I slipped behind the wheels and ignited the engine. "Thanks," she said and tucked a straight tendril of hair behind her ear. She avoided meeting my eyes. "You don't look bad yourself."

I laughed. "Good enough to be your arm candy for the evening?" I cocked my head in her direction and she traced her tongue on her lip piercing. Goddamn it. That mouth was going to take it all.

"Quite more than that," she said lowly and I began to pedal through the evening city. "I didn't think you'd be interested in this party anyway."

I glanced at her sideways. "Why? What's up with the party?" I turned the stereo on and pressed my feet against the brakes. "It's what everyone has been raving out, isn't it?"

"Yeah," she mumbled and I rolled my eyes after I looked past the window. I was comfortably silent with the music in the air. The evening weather was perfect for a jog or a round of football. "Look, this is getting really awkward." Maira's pitchy tone rubbed on my nerves again. "Why are we even doing this? You clearly don't like me."