Chapter 28- One of your girls

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***Desiree's POV**
  School the next day was nice.. at least so I thought.

I came to school dressed in a black fitted jeans and a brown fitted short sleeved top and a black high knee canvas.

I let my hair down and put on little jewelry like a necklace and a bracelet not forgetting my ring and I applied some strawberry clear lipgloss.

The first half of the school went in a blur because my mind went back to the offer made by Salvatore.

I thought about it and I still wasn't sure but I knew that if I saw him and he asked me again, I'd say something and whatever it is that'll be my answer.

I went to look for him, only to find him plunging his mouth down a blonde girl throat. I stood there and she caressed him and he moaned her name.

Like what the hell??.

He had never moaned my name before, so what's so special about her and it was at this point that I realized that I can't be his main one.. maybe I'm just one of his girls that he messes around with as his hormone pleases.

I stood there and I felt a tear almost leavey eyes... I cleaned it off before it dropped and I quietly exited the place, feeling heartbroken and dejected.

The remaining half of the school hour went by to in a blur. As soon as the bell rang I found myself sprinting towards my car.

Well unfortunately I wasn't as fast as I thought because as soon a s I reached the exit door, he stopped me.

"Hey there, princess. Think about my offer?". He said, smirking.

At this point I was really riled up. The hell he thinks he is?

"No. Forget it. If I want to lose my virginity I might as well ask Harden". I spat out.

I saw him narrow his eyes. It was at that point I realized I revealed that I was a virgin.

Jesus, Des. Seventeen years and still a virgin and you freaking just admitted that.. you fool.

I scolded myself in my head.Nicely done.

I saw him still staring at me like he was hell bent in finding my third eye.

"You are a virgin?". He asked again, dangerously slow.
"Yes. Anything?" I fired back.

He smirked. "Well love. I'm sorry but as this information is revealed, not only will your dressings have to become more decent but also your association with guys. Understood?".

"And I suppose you will do all this?. Well, Salvatore, I'm not those girls that you will cage while you are free to do the lots of things you wish. Understood?".

""Salvatore?". He asked.
I looked at him squarely. "Yes, isn't that your name?". I said, with so much venom and walked past him.

I heard him scoff. And follow me.

When I reached my car, he stood in front of the drivers side.

"Well, something's wrong. Tell me". He said. Looking at my eyes, deep.

One thing I've noticed and I think he's noticed too is that when he asks me for something looking at me like the way he's looking at me now and sounds as he does now, I have no choice but to comply even though I don't want to.

It's really frustrating. I'm submissive to him no matter what. And I think he knows that.

I breathed out.

"Nothing's wrong". I said, avoiding his eyes.
"Yeah, look at my eyes and maybe I'll consider that to be the truth". He said.

Even without looking at him, I could hear the smirk.

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