Knife's Property

F I F T E E N

Strawberry won't look me in the eyes. Her face has been red ever since the punishment.

I give her a few moments to pull her eyes to mine, she knows I despise it when her eyes aren't on me at all times but her thoughts are elsewhere.

My fists clench as I remember her timid smile at the bar, the way her eyes nervously looked at the cameras I hacked into.

She knew I was watching, she even warned the fuckers, but she still stayed where she was. If she had waited there, tucked away into the corner for me to come and get her then her punishment wouldn't have been so severe.

She knows it's not over as well, she may have gotten fucked ten ways to Sunday with a raw ass but that wasn't the brunt of the punishment.

No.

She knows better than that. Her real punishment is still to come.

Maybe taking her to my old house where I murdered my parents just to slap her ass until it was a pretty shade of red was too far. But I didn't care.

She was with me for life, no matter what I showed to her, or how deranged she thought I was under the surface, she couldn't leave. She wouldn't leave.

My Little Fruit might war with herself over her feelings for me or how much she was willing to overlook because of her love for me but she would never allow it to cause her to leave me.

I rolled my neck, but it did little to ease the tension and fire brewing beneath the surface.

Even with my Strawberry curled up on my lap, her head tucked into my chest, I could still feel the red anger pulsing through me at the mere thought of where she had been not even 24 hours before.

There were things she wasn't ready to know about herself yet and I would be the one to tell her. Where she went, she ran the risk of discovering unsavoury information that I had kept from her for a number of years.

My arms tightened around her; her small hitch of a breath was the only indication that she was aware of me at all. Her mind was elsewhere and that wasn't going to do.

"You've been removed from school."

She jerked back from me, but I frowned and kept her pressed against me. A warning brow is all it took for her to relax in my hold again, but she kept her wide eyes on me. While the information was unfortunate for her to hear, it did bring her attention to me like I wanted.

I didn't stop myself from pressing a soft kiss to the area between her eyebrows. The skin immediately smoothed out as I watched the action. My cock jumped in my trousers, but I ignored it. For now.

"What do you mean I've been removed?" She blinked up at me, tears filling her eyes.

"The school felt your absence was the last straw and decided it was best to have you removed before their reputation was tarnished."

I almost scoffed as the lie left my mouth.

They had her removed after I called them up and threatened to destroy all of their lives if they did not remove her and send a letter explaining her expulsion.

The dean took a little more convincing, but one mention of his pretty granddaughter and what would happen if I threw her into the arms of my friends was enough for him to type it up then and there. Fucker even had me read it to see if I wanted to add anything else in.

"But... but my grades are still good!" She shook her head in disbelief and looked away from me again.

I gripped her chin and pulled her eyes back to me. Once the glistening hazel orbs were looking up at me, did I relax. "Better."