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Fuck you. I’m a King, and we don’t get told what to do. Despite the fear that paralyzes my limbs, my gaze clashes with his and I hate the look in them. The way he seems to think a part of me is enjoying this. So I bite down on his dick. Hard.
“I’m Annika Volkov, by the way. You can call me Anni or Anne. Just not Nika.� “I’m Ava Nash. A cellist. I study classical music at the School of Arts and Music.� “Cecily Knight. Psychology major.�
disaster might or might not kill you, princess. But being terrified of it would definitely finish you.
“Killian Carson,� Annika says. “Resident charming god of our high school and The King’s U, too. He's a fourth-year med student, despite being only nineteen. Obviously, he skipped a few grades, like me. Though I only skipped one and I’m seventeen. I’ll be eighteen soon, by the way, so don’t treat me like a kid.�
Killian kisses the top of my head and before I can backpedal, he says the words that go straight to my heart. “I’ll make sure you always choose me as much as I choose you.�
