Fiery Little Thing: A Dark Academy Romance

She hates my gift

but her voice is my favorite sound

She isn’t much of a talker

and fuck her like a whore

To the girl who wants a man to treat her gently, burn the world for her

My gaze cuts to the three remaining men. “If you don’t let me out of here, I swear on my life that you will all die because of me. I will hunt you down and make you regret treating me the way you do.” My grandfather. McGill. Boris. They will all die by my hand.

Jonathan huffs an empty chuckle. “I’ll see you at graduation, Marie.” He toes my blazer that’s lying on the floor. “Don’t forget your jacket. It’s cold outside.”