Page 39 of The Revenge You Seek

That's how I find myself hiding behind a row of books on the third floor watching her work.

I know I shouldn't but there's something fascinating about the way her fingers fly over the keyboard of her laptop.

She's got her long hair piled up on top of her head with not one, but two pens shoved through it, and the level of concentration on her face is mesmerizing.

I stand there for way too long just watching her work.

Images of the things I want to do to her flicker through my mind like a movie as my need for revenge surges around me.

I want her alone where we’ll have no witnesses.

I want her all to myself.

My fists curl as I picture walking up to her and demanding she leaves with me. She would, I know she would because she hates causing a scene.

She’d rather deal with me in private than have everyone else privy to what goes down between us.

Silly girl.

I’d have thought that she’d have learned before now that being alone with me is the most dangerous place to be.

I’ve almost convinced myself to walk away when someone else approaches her.

It's clear she knows who he is. The way her face lights up as she notices him makes my chest constrict and my fists tighten.

Again, I try to make myself leave and damn, am I glad I don't. I’m close enough that I can hear every single word they say to each other and the second they start talking about a group chat, I move closer still.

I fumble to get my cell from my pocket when he asks her for her number and I just get mine unlocked quick enough to type it in.

I smile to myself as I stare down at it.

She has no idea what she's just done.

Beginning to creep myself out with the level of stalking I've lowered myself to this afternoon, I slip from the aisle of books and set about finding what I came for before leaving the library and heading to the cafeteria for some lunch before my next class and then our practice session.

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Letty is like a deer caught in headlights during class on Thursday morning. Knowing she was going to be there, I made sure that I was early and I sunk into the shadows at the back of the auditorium long before she arrived so I could watch her.

When she finally arrives, she has protection in the form of my two idiot teammates flanking her sides—the same assholes who tried to stand up for her on Tuesday.

It's weird because, at practice, they barely pay me any attention, preferring to do their own things and keep their heads down. But put them anywhere near Letty and it seems their inner cavemen come out and they do all they can to protect their girl from the big bad wolf.

I have no idea how she knows them. My unwanted feud with seemingly the entire team at Luca's request means that I don't have anyone to subtly ask all these questions to.

I want to know who they are, why they feel the need to look after her, and most importantly if they're going to be a problem for me.

One of them wraps his arm around her shoulder as he leads her to some empty seats about halfway back.

If she's trying to be discreet as she looks around for me, then she's failing miserably because I can almost feel her nerves from here as her eyes flit around trying to find me.

I sink down in my chair as she continues to search, and I know the very second her eyes lock on me. The crack of electricity between us is almost enough to alight the room. I feel it right down to my soul.

A smile curls at my lips. I try to make it a soft one but my need to hurt her means it turns into a snarl all too quickly.

Her bodyguards soon notice who is holding her attention as she fights to rip her eyes from mine, and they manage to move her so they can get ready for class to start.

Satisfaction fills me once again as she sits ramrod straight in her chair throughout the entire lecture as if she can physically feel my stare burning into the back of her head.