They whisper my name in fear. Justin Black. The guy who sits in the back of the class, always in black, always untouchable. The one everyone watches but no one dares to approach.  

They don’t know me. Not really.  

Because if they did, they’d stay the hell away.  

I don’t do friends. I don’t do relationships. I don’t do attachments.  

But then there’s her.  

June Matthews—cheer captain, golden girl, a walking distraction. She’s everything I hate… and yet, she’s in my way. Assigned to me. Forced into my space. Testing my patience.  

She thinks she can handle me.  

She’s dead wrong.  

Because I have a secret. A place where I go to release the darkness inside me. Where names don’t exist, where pleasure and pain are one and the same. A world where people fulfill their deepest, most twisted fantasies.  

June doesn’t belong in my world.  

But the longer she stays, the more I want to pull her under.  

And once I do… I’m not sure I’ll ever let her go.

I know she told me to pick her up. I didn't.


I woke up with a nasty headache, the kind that made me want to punch someone. The voices were back with a vengeance, clawing at my mind, reminding me why I fucking hate Mondays. Last night had been… satisfying. Pretty Cat had taken everything I gave her, every brutal thrust, every ounce of frustration I needed to release. And the whole time, I pictured June beneath me—moaning, breaking, taking everything I gave her.


What was Pretty Cat thinking about while I was wrecking her? I don't know. I don't care. But she did tell me she wanted to forget. And I made sure she did. The only thing she'd remember was me, buried deep inside her. Just like she wanted.


Chapter 12 - Twist Of Fate