Raven’s POV
"That bastard," I cursed, my hands were still trembling a little, not from fear—but from rage. From disgust. From the raw fury that Cedric’s disgusting face and even more disgusting proposal had stirred up inside me.
I needed to ground myself. To breathe. To find something that reminded me I wasn’t his. That I was in control of my own life. I needed to feel power… or maybe I just needed to forget.
And when I stopped walking, I realized where my feet had taken me.
Not back to class. No. Kane’s office.
Hmmm, interesting. I needed a release anyways. My p***y was already pulsing from the sight and touching of Cedric's c**k.
Without knocking, I gripped the doorknob, turned it open and stepped inside like I belonged there. He was at his desk, buried in paperwork, his expression
