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Hypocrisy

Alessio's Pov

A pain rose in my jaw, but a strong anger beat the effects of it. All that was on my mind at the moment was ‘how dare she?’.

Never have I been hit like that, with such disrespect. I wouldn't tolerate this shit. 

My fists balled and head snapped back to her, a rage present on my face. But that little minx didn't back down, she wasn't scared as her eyes poured into mine in open challenge. 

“Sister?” She spat in absolute shock and hatred. 

I could understand her feelings towards my confession. It was dirty. It wasn't something easily acceptable. And it was in fact a lie. 

I don't care who her brother is. It was just an excuse to take the blame for her. I thought she'd buy that story and sleep peacefully at night thinking I wronged her. I hoped this would satisfy her and she'd end this once and for all. 

“Is that how you fucking treat your sister?” Scar took a step closer to me, pushing her chin up. “You show her your dick and finger her in school bathrooms?” She mocked. 

“Mind your language.” I gritted through my teeth. 

“Do you really expect me to mind my language after what you've been doing to me?” The thought of getting caught nudged me as her voice started to rise. “You can't fucking touch me and then tell me you see me as a sister.” 

The fierceness in her voice made my blood boil but the closeness of our bodies was arousing another emotion. It took every muscle in me to not take the bait and do more than we had already. It was enough that I allowed this to go so far. 

But the memories of that soft hand around my length, her holding the skirt up for me, letting me pull her leg up to get more access and fuck her moans were still echoing in my head. 

My pants tightened, the little guy not getting a wink of rest as it's been hard since I entered the stalls with Scar behind. But just to be sure I took time to get it in the best state, hoping it'll be to her preference. 

Her touch had taken me to the seventh heaven. It was enough to kill my sanity, to get me addicted and to make me beg for more. 

But I caught myself as my precum leaked through me. I felt scared, embarrassed and extremely shy of her. I wasn't ready for her to see this side of me, but I was ready to see that side of hers. 

The scent of her arousal was so strong on my wet fingers, I had a hard time resisting the urge to sniff it, to get a taste. But I knew that would flame her anger if done in front of her. I'd save that for when she walks out. 

“I didn't say I see you as a sister.” I threw back. “I said I’m supposed to treat you like a sister. Those are two different-” 

“Oh for fuck's sake!” She pushed at my chest hard, evoking another wave of rage in me. “Why didn't you remember all that when you started this bloody game of thrones.”   

“Can you keep your fucking voice down.” I whisper-yelled to her. 

That only provoked her further and she got even louder. “I will speak however I want! And when we get caught I will tell everyone how you used me, you pervert! The whole school, my parents and your parents, I will tell every goddamn soul how much of a sick fuck you are!” 

That was it. Not only was she getting out of hand, she was putting some serious allegations on me. So I stepped closer and grabbed her wrists, easily twisted them to her back before slipping them in one hand and using the other to silence her.