Revenge by Sofia Daniel

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Henry strode toward me and placed both hands on my shoulders. “I’m sorry for what happened last term. You were only trying to help.”

“I told you to tell her everything.” Blake said without inflection. Perhaps this was the expression he used when rehearsing a line.

“We’ve fought about this countless times,” added Edward with an exaggerated frown. “Let’s focus on making up with Emilia.”

I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek. This sounded so scripted. They probably had a game plan for building up my trust and then shattering my spirits with a betrayal even greater than the one they had dished out in the previous term.

“We shouldn’t keep arguing,” Henry said to Edward. He turned to me, green eyes shining with earnestness. “Nothing has been right between the three of us since the headmaster locked you up.”

“Right…” I would have laughed at his pathetic attempt to blame someone else for his actions if this new attempt to double-cross me again wasn’t so transparent.

Blake stepped forward, his gaze lingering on my breasts. “Is there anything we can say… Anything we can do to convince you we’re sorry?”

“Anything.” Edward stepped closer, meeting my eyes.

Henry advanced on me, his gaze locked on my lips. “Anything.”

The atmosphere in the room took on a charge that made the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on edge and made the pulse between my legs twitch. I knew an indecent proposal when I heard one, and the triumvirate seemed willing to perform any act to prove their sincerity.

Squeezing together my trembling legs, I pointed at the Persian rug. “The three of you can go down on your knees.”

When Edward turned away and walked to the window, I asked, “What are you doing?”

“Securing a level of privacy.” He flashed me a smile over his shoulder. “If you want us to grovel, we will. But first, I’ll shut the curtains.”

Henry got down on his knees in front of me, and Blake knelt beside him. The pair stared up at me with wide-eyed, furrowed brows, and pleading expressions designed to melt a girl’s heart. Blake shuffled forward, making me back into an armchair. “Would you like to sit and make yourself comfortable?”

I lowered myself into the leather seat and pointed out my loafer. “Kiss my feet.”

Blake grinned and cradled my right ankle in his hands. The movement sent a jolt of pleasure up my leg. He slipped off my loafer and stared down at my stockinged foot. “How can I carry out my penance when you’re all covered up?”

A tingle meandered up my spine. “Y-you don’t have to.”

“I insist,” he said, voice husky.