Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r S e v e n t y - N i n e

Y/n's POV:

Whilst finishing up, our names were announced as we required to step up on a podium and shake hands with the authorities...

'Y/n Y/l/n...' My name was announced as I breathed in and stood up, mum mum and dad grinning up at me as I meet eyes with him...

Walking towards him, after shaking hands with the councillor, he offers me my diploma, holding my hand on it as he gently wraps his hand around my waist and sweeps me to one side next to him,

'Good job princess.' He says, looking down at me with a smile,

'Are we allowed to do that?' I ask as he smirks,

'I am, so, yes we are.'He says, it seems like the councillor is not even glaring at us, I wonder what sort of coaxing Rafe did this time...

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After everyone has taken their diplomas, Rafe steps towards the podium, still holing my waist as he announced with that silky-voice,

'Thank you everyone for patience, now, you can make your way outside where the aligned tables are, or, you can have your final chance to speak to the councillor or me...'

I watch as the majority of the teem pace outside, however some people stay, going up the stage with a rage of questions,

Rafe then swiftly leads us towards the hall,

My heels clank against the marble floor, sending a dissimulation of an echo around the whole of the purlieu,

'You did brilliant.' He says, as I smile,

'Thank you...'

Whilst turning up a corner, we are met with my friends, they attended it as well, holding bouquets, smiles on their faces once they see us...

Rafe's grasp immediately tightens as he pulls me closer to him,

JJ and John B have the messiest and the most hectic bouquets from all of them, was it self-customised?

'Can we?' JJ asks whilst inclining on congratulating me,

'Make it quick.' He says, however even after everyone embraces me, offering me those flowers, Rafe still holds my hand, still being nearby me,

After a while, JJ decides to make the first step,

'How's your injury?' He asks as Rafe scoffs,

'Don't even start.'

'I'm serious.'

Rafe inhales and tersely responds,

'It's alright, if you're so desperate.'

'Good...' JJ responds as we all have a brief conversation, they are trying to initiate a nice conversation with Rafe who keeps gaslighting them, I just have to wait a bit...

'Alright, I'll see you soon...' we all say our goodbyes, as Rafe, grumpy as ever, clasps me tighter and takes the bouquets from me, holding the range himself, his eyes not even landing on me,

'I can carry them.' I insinuate,

'I can too.' He responds firmly, 'can I just throw them out?' He asks,

'Rafe...I can carry them-'

'I know you can, but I will...'

Making our way outside, he tosses them in the car's boot, as whilst closing the car, he holds my hand, he then leads me inside once again, as I glance at him, confounded,

'Where are we going?' I ask him, as all I can see is his mischievous smile creeping up on his lips...

"I told you that I want to bend you over in the school, I keep my promises." He responds, his gaze settled one me,

I swallow thickly, knowing what's awaiting me, where I once did my homework in a rush, Rafe will now be doing me...in a rush.

He leads me inside, as he is walking towards one of the classrooms, opening the door, he ushers me inside and closes it,

He then lures me towards the table that the teacher would be sitting at, he then backs me into the side of that table,

His fingers travelling leisurely down my waist, his eyes on mine, his lips slackened apart,

"You know Y/n, how difficult it is to suppress yourself, when you are there..." He asks rhetorically, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear,

"Well let me show you. Get down on your knees." He says, I oblige and slide down, his gaze hovers above me as he inspects me,

"Do what I tell you to do, and you might get rewarded princess, understood...?" He orders as I nod,

"Use your words Y/n." He demands,

"Yes, understood." I respond as he smiles and nods,

"Good girl..." He praises whilst caressing my cheek, as he then grabs a handful of my hair and raises my head, meeting his eyes,

He bends lower, his face inches apart from mine,

"Now be my good-little slut, and comply." He says, his lips creeping in a boisterous smile as I gulp...