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Chapter One

Claire

I was hiding behind a potted plant, next to a beer keg, and a drunk frat brother who looked about one second away fro an ae even though I wasn’t much of a drinker, while I watched him

It’s not like I was the only one

Everyone watched him

We dom, and he knew it

Asher Abandonato

It had been years since any of the Fauys—Dante, had left a blood bath in his wake Ruossip circles until it was decided that Dante basically chopped off fingers, thu all the while he did it, and then destroying everything in his wake and don’t even get me started on Dom, he was the last, some may even say the worst

And ever since then, nobody was allowed to party at The Spot, or Space or whatever they were calling it this year

Mainly because even bleach couldn’t get out the bloodstains, and because others viewed it as some sort of Holy Ground

Murals were painted inside the once famed party spot, just another way to cover up blood

What kind of massacre took place at a University?

A better question? What kind of ot aith it without having the FBI chase them down?

The Abandonatos were gods

They owned everything

Got aith everything

And were too beautiful for words

I bit down on my bottom lip as students watched in awe, Asher had taken one step inside the massive room at The Spot, and even thefor hiin his domain, at his pleasure

I sipped the tepid beer and watched

They aiting for so

And I knew exactly what they aiting for

Because I’d asked him to come

On a whi US History, when everyone was supposed to be watching the stupid ers brushed, and I jerked away in fear

Fear that he was really as dangerous as everyone said he was

And fear that I would have a violent reaction to his touch like everyone else did

And I was right

My reaction was completely uncalled for

It was lust