Chapter 27
Hardin's POV
Anger, red hot like a flame was emanating from me in the hallway and I didn't bother to even hide it this time. Because why was the new guy talking and laughing with Jasmine down the hallway in front of her locker?
Did she know him from anywhere? How did the two of them even meet?
As if it was not enough that I had heard silly comparisons between me and this new kid since he entered the school less than forty eight hours ago, he was already hanging around Jasmine and smiling like he had just hit the jackpot.
Or perhaps it was Jasmine that had come on to him?
Weeks ago, I would have been inclined to believe that, but since that night after taking Jasmine's virginity, I didn't know what to believe about her anymore and I hated her even more for confusing me. For blurring the hatred lines between us by refusing to act her part as a villain.
She and her mother were both peas in a pod, considering that after everything that my aunt, Lisa had done to her in my name, she still continued to be nothing but kind to me. I was waiting for the act to wear off but it had been months now. Surely if she wanted to show her claws, now would be the right time to do it.
"He's her partner in English Literature class till the end of the semester." A voice said behind me and when I turned around, it was Sandro, Alex's twin brother speaking to me as he bit into an apple.
Because I had grown up with them, it was easy to tell which one was which at every time but the twins liked to play games with people, so they wore their brown hair in the same style, with their identical sea blue eyes and smirks, and would often wear the same cloths when they were feeling particularly dubious.
"What did you say?" I asked and he looked in the direction of my line of sight to where Jasmine and Lorenzo were laughing about something in the hallway.
"I mean the new guy. Lorenzo Garcia. He's Jasmine's partner in our English Literature class. The class you're not taking with us."
"I don't give a shit." I said and even though Sandro stopped speaking, he didn't lose that stupid smirk of his and it made me want to beat his face into the ground.
Thankfully, Lorenzo walked away and so did Jasmine after her friend came over to meet her.
I decided to head to the cottage again tonight. I couldn't admit that I was too cowardly to see the way my aunt made living in the mansion uncomfortable for Jasmine and her mother, Camila and that was the reason I stayed in the cottage by the lake.
As I entered inside, after getting dinner at one of the diners on my way to the cottage, I stopped in front of the couch. The last time Jasmine was here, she had forgotten her purse that she had taken out.
I hadn't bothered to open it nor was I curious about what could be in there before today. But i could not stop my curiosity this time as I headed towards her purse.
And when I opened it, I was hit full force with her scent. A scent that I had tried every possible way to avoid since that night in the classroom when I had bent her over and slammed into her like a deranged animal.
I had fucked about two girls after that night but I realized that there was a problem when everytime I wanted to cum, the name on my lips was that of the stepsister that I never asked for and hated with a passion.
I could not get her out of my head and my dick did not seem to get the memo that we were supposed to be the ones in control and not her. It made me furious to even be thinking about her right now.
There was nothing valuable in the purse but I remembered that in the morning before we left, she had stuffed her torn panties, which had happened by my hands in the purse, hoping to take it back with her but I remembered that she had forgotten it here as she stormed out of the house and into my car, giving me the silent treatment.
I didn't realize what I was doing until her scent, sweet and strong hit me and I opened my eyes as I continued sniffing the panties of the one girl that I was supposed to hate.
My jeans became full as my dick hardened almost immediately in response to her smell and I growled, keeping the panties inside the purse and heading to the bathroom to shower.
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