Alvin’s POV
Fucking lowlife humans, I detested them with every fiber of my being.
But her? That lousy excuse of a thing that’d dared to talk back at me? What I felt for her was far stronger than the hatred I usually felt toward flimsy humans.
I was so irritated and agitated by her audacity that the soft cushions surrounding me did nothing to provide me any comfort. How was it possible to be lying in the most sought-after lounge in the entire school and be thinking of a person who was no better than filth?
It pissed me the f**k off.
And of course, I could only attribute it to her disgusting behavior towards me, especially since I hated the stench of weakness and she reeked of it.
There was no way in hell I’d let a weakling like that get away with disrespecting me in public, I was hell-bent on making her pay for her sins as many times as I deemed fit, and I only received payment in blood—so yes, she’d bleed until she realized her rightful place.
I’d just started crafting a fresh plan to bring her to her miserable knees when the door to our private lounge was thrown open loudly.
“I’m a dangerous man with some money in my pocket, keep up!” Ha Joon Moon walked his way in while singing Bruno Mars’ 24K Magic at the top of his voice.
Instinctively, I groaned and rolled my eyes at him.
“So many pretty girls around me and they waking up the rocket,” he cupped a hand around his ears waiting for a response to his call line.
“Keep up!” Tyrell indulged him by providing it.
Ha Joon chuckled amidst a low hum and stopped right in my face, “Why you mad, fix your face, ain’t my fault y’all be jocking.”
“Keep up!” again, Tyrell encouraged his silliness.
“You both sicken me to my guts,” I moved to make space on the couch for Ha Joon before addressing him, “Sit your ass down and tell us what’s got you so excited already.”
He collapsed dramatically beside me and sighed, “Guess who just scored some milf p***y and pulled off a dare you’d all assumed I’d never score?”
Tyrell’s eyes bulged out at the same time as mine.
“No way!” we chorused.
“Oh, yes way,” he beamed.
Oozing with confidence, he reached for his phone and scrolled through before turning the screen towards Tyrell and me.
Smack in our faces was a video of him pushing our chemistry teacher against the wall and f*****g her while she moaned helplessly in his arms. Both mine and Tyrell’s jaws were sweeping the floor when Ha Joon took the phone away from our faces with a satisfied chuckle.
“Holy f*****g Molly! You banged Miss Clara!?” I exclaimed out loud before I could stop myself.
He nodded while swelling with pride.
“Isn’t she engaged to the vice principal?” Tyrell finally found his voice.
“Those moans were an indication that he’s nowhere near that good at pleasuring her so I doubt it matters much to her,” Ha Joon said lightly.
“Well damn, you really outdid yourself this time around,” I said in disbelief.
“Pay up, bitches!” he spread out his arms and crossed his legs.
Still stunned, Tyrell got up and walked into one of the rooms in the lounge to retrieve his winnings.
In the meantime, I couldn’t help but notice how Ha Joon’s presence had successfully put me in a better mood after being so riled up. He’d been an expert at making the world a little less gloomy for me and Tyrell since we’d all become friends as toddlers.
Our bond was truly exceptional because we didn’t judge each other, no matter what either of us dabbled in, mostly because our titles as Alpha princes required us to get our hands dirty every now and then. So instead, we were always at each other’s backs when the need arose.
“There you go, groupie magnet,” Tyrell threw him a suitcase filled with cash when he re-emerged.
The door to the private lounge opened at the same time that Ha Joon flipped Tyrell off and Olivia entered. I let my eyes wander over her elegant and gorgeous body as she made her way towards us, but what I didn’t appreciate was the tight frown on her face.
“You good, love?” I asked as soon as she sat.
“No! How the hell can anyone be anything but enraged when the dumb school council keeps admitting filthy humans into this school!?” she crossed her legs and arms angrily.
I got off the couch and walked over to where she was seated, “what’s the problem, honey?” I patted her hair softly, just as she always enjoyed me too.
Her breathing steadied slightly when my fingers made contact with her scalp, rubbing and massaging the skin gently.
Despite her easily triggered anger issues, it was soothing to know that I could calm her down, especially since we were engaged and such a tactic would be very useful when we got married.
“Ugh!” she hissed, “there’s this lousy human that was in mathematics class yesterday and she had the nerve to correct a question while claiming that I’d answered it wrongly.”
I could feel my blood beginning to boil on hearing that, mostly because there was only one human that would dare to speak up to people who were out of her league—the same nosy b***h that’d questioned my authority yesterday.
“I felt like ripping her know-it-all all head off her disgusting body right there and then,” she stamped her feet on the floor angrily.
“Shh, darling, don’t let such a measly being work up your nerves,” I leaned in and placed a kiss in the middle of her head, “if I was in class, I’d have dealt with her so you wouldn’t have to worry your pretty little head,” I tried to calm her again.
“I know that, and I can assure you that I taught her a lesson she’ll never forget, but I highly doubt that it’ll be enough,” she whined.
I started to whisper sweet nothings in her ears to console her further when Ha Joon loudly unzipped the suitcase in his arms and spilled all the cash on the ground.
“Why the hell are you with a shitload of cash right now?” Olivia’s attention was drawn to him on seeing it.
“Mhmm, maybe because I f****d a teacher when these assholes taught I couldn’t possibly bag one?” he boasted happily.
Olivia’s questioning eyes fell on me and I immediately knew what it meant.
“It was a one-sided dare babe, we only bet that he wouldn’t, not that we would go after teachers and try to do the same,” I raised my hands in surrender.
“Good, because I’d have had your head for dinner today,” she flashed me a menacing grin.
Somehow, I found it hot instead of threatening.
“Man, it sucks to be you, all tied up at such a young age when you should be exploring p*****s left and right,” Ha Joon laughed.
I flipped him off with both hands and he only laughed harder.
“Then maybe I should give him a one-time pass?” Olivia’s voice hinted that she was far from joking, and that bothered me.
“What does that even mean?” I frowned.
“Well, your little dare just gave me an idea for an even better one,” she smiled.
I swallowed as I waited for her to continue, even Tyrell’s attention had slightly peaked despite how much he hated her guts.
“How about you guys f**k the new human and get me evidence that could get her expelled and blacklisted for life as a w***e, and in return, I’ll make sure my father grants you anything you desire?” her eyes danced with amusement.
Oh, hell to the motherfucking no.