♥ Chapter 36 ♥

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"𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟.
𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐭."

𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

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𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐨'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯

I've been sitting in the back of a 2022 black Rolls-Royce for the last two hours while Luca-my father's driver- drives me back to hell.

My father apparently had very important business to attend to hence him not being here to pick me up with Luca.

Not that I wanted him to be here anyway. I'm enjoying the last bit of peace I'll have from that deadbeat before I'm stuck with him for the next two weeks.

I fell asleep for most of the drive but now I'm awake and leaning my head onto the tinted window as trees flash by.

The further Luca drives away from the academy, the more my heart aches for the girl I'm temporarily leaving behind.

I already miss Ariadne like crazy and I'm not even 'home' yet. I lick my lips and frown at the fading taste of her addicting mouth from earlier when she jumped me.

I twist her purity ring around my pinkie and feel my heart squeeze as I think back to the sad look in her eyes when she watched me leave from my bedroom window.

My heart races as I recall the way her eyes lit up and she smiled when I turned around before I got into the car, looked up at her watching me from my bedroom window and placed my hand over my heart.

She had bit into her lip and placed her hand over her own heart to copy my actions and it made my lips twitch and my heart thud.

I bring my shirt up to my nose and inhale deeply at her sweet scent clinging to my shirt. My chest constricts knowing her lingering scent will soon vanish.

I'm pulled away from smelling my shirt like a weirdo when I look up to see Luca giving me curious glances in the rear mirror.

It's fairly quiet in the car besides the radio station being on low enough to provide some type of noise.

"Was I right?" Luca asks with amusement when I drop my shirt and look out the window like he didn't just bust me smelling my shirt

"Right about what?" I frown in confusion and tilt my head

"Was I right about you meeting some interesting people at that academy?" His brown eyes find my blue ones in the rear mirror

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