At Luxford Academy, the elite boarding school for the ultra-rich, Adriana and Nicholas have been bitter rivals since childhood. Forced to live in the same dorm, their once-friendly pranks have escalated into daily clashes-sharp insults, constant bic...
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I've been playing this game with Nick ever since he suggested that ridiculous break, and let's just say, I'm having the time of my life. If he thought for one second that I'd be sitting around, moping, waiting for him to come crawling back, he was sorely mistaken. Instead, I've turned up the teasing to a hundred, pushing his buttons every chance I get, and tonight at Theo's is no different.
Theo's house is packed with our usual crew, everyone settling in for movie night. The lights are low, the giant screen flickers with some action movie, and the room is filled with the familiar sounds of laughter and jokes. Theo is his usual hyper self, bouncing in his seat next to Lia, who's trying to calm him down with her sweet, gentle voice. Dio's already made everyone crack up with some off-color joke about sex positions, while Matteo laughs along, looking like he's torn between horror and adoration. Rora's meticulously scrolling through her phone, critiquing some fashion line, while Drew sits beside her, giving his opinion.
Then there's me, sandwiched right next to Nick, who's desperately trying to keep his composure.
I had to sit next to the bitch cause Dio pushed me here.
He's got that cold, straight face on—his best attempt at looking unbothered—but I know him too well. I can practically feel the tension rolling off him, and it's only fueling my desire to mess with him even more. I lean back, letting my body casually brush against his as I stretch, my fingers grazing his thigh for just a second longer than necessary. He stiffens immediately, his jaw clenching, but he doesn't pull away.
I glance at him, feigning surprise. "Oh, sorry, Nick. Didn't see you there," I say sweetly, batting my lashes. I'm wearing a tight black skirt that rides up my thighs every time I move, paired with a low-cut top that shows just enough cleavage to make Nick's eyes flicker down for a split second before he looks away, trying to play it cool. But I can see the way his breath hitches slightly, the way his fingers twitch as if he's fighting the urge to reach out and touch me.
I shift closer, so our legs are fully pressed together now. Nick tries to focus on the movie, but I can see his resolve crumbling bit by bit. I casually drape my arm along the back of the couch, my fingertips lightly grazing his neck. He flinches slightly, and I can't help the smirk that tugs at my lips.
No one can see what's going on cause it's dark and only the light from the TV is there so I definitely accidentally drop my snack right in from of Nick "oops" I mumble then bend over to pick it up and my ass is right in front of Nick.
I get up and shoot him an innocent smile that I usually use when I've done nothing wrong.
"What's the matter, Nick?" I whisper, leaning in so my lips are just a breath away from his ear. "You seem a little...tense." I draw out the last word, my voice dripping with mock concern, and he shoots me a sharp look, his eyes darkening with a mix of frustration and something else I know all too well. But I just play innocent, tilting my head and smiling sweetly, like I have no idea why he's so worked up.
