Nero (Made Men #1)(42)

“Fine.” Vincent wasn’t happy about his choice, but he wasn’t the one calling the shots.

Amo started walking away. “I’m going back to class.”

Nero had known Amo wasn’t going to approve. When Amo wanted to hurt someone, he didn’t care if they were innocent or guilty; he would kill and not give a shit. Nero knew this because he normally would act the same way, but this time, it was different. He had to take Elle into consideration, and he wanted this handled properly.

Nero watched Amo walk away and out of sight. He leaned his back up against the school and squeezed the bridge of his nose. He was starting to really regret his decision.

Vincent leaned against the wall beside him. “He’ll come around. You know how Amo gets when he wants to kill something.”

“Yeah, which is making me want to change my mind.”

“As much as I want to chop Sebastian’s fucking dick off, you’re right. It’ll be much more fun hurting him after we know what he’s done.” Vincent said exactly how he felt, and it helped Nero accept his decision.

He relaxed his muscles. “It will be, won’t it?”

Vincent smiled. “It will, but I don’t know if it will be as much fun as what you and Elle did in the girls’ locker room. I’m guessing you took complete advantage of the situation?”

Nero had taken advantage of Elle being hit in the head. I deserve something from it if I can’t kill someone.

Nero looked over at Vincent and saw him look at his neck. Nero smiled, remembering how hard Elle had bitten him. He would have never guessed Elle would be the rough type. The bite had caused him to give in and play with her.

“Of course I did. She got me good, didn’t she?” He hadn’t looked at it yet, although he could feel he had a nice mark on him.

Vincent laughed. “She did. Damn, please tell me you took my advice.”

“Oh, I got her on her knees, but I want her crawling.”

“Oh, God, you didn’t. Nero, it’s the polite thing to do; girl gets on her knees and you give her something to do.” Vincent started shaking his head at him.

Nero smiled at him. “Just think about how much more fun it will be after she’s been down there a while.”

“Man, you’re fucking lucky I know you actually like her; otherwise, I’d show her the hospitable thing to do. Wait, you like her, right? Because we do have a good thing going with the other girls at school.”

Nero didn’t even have to think. “Touch her, and I’ll chop your fucking dick off.”

“So, that means I can at least think about her suck—”

*

Elle couldn’t wait for Spanish class to end. She was too anxious to see if the guys would actually be there because, if they weren’t, well, she and Chloe would no longer be able to continue at Legacy Prep.

When the bell rang, Elle wasn’t anxious anymore to get up and see if they were out there. I know they couldn’t help themselves. She thought about how pissed their faces were in the gym. There’s no way they couldn’t.

Elle reluctantly got to her feet and headed for the door. When she looked out into the hall, there they were, leaning against the lockers. Well, what do you know?

Elle noticed Vincent was kind of hobbled over, holding his stomach, and his face looked like he might be sick. She became worried and started walking up to him.

“Vincent, are you okay?” Elle walked closer to him, passing Nero.

Vincent held up his hand. “I-I’m fine.”

Elle stopped walking toward him; however, she didn’t think he sounded very good, either. As a result, she took another step and held up her hand to check to make sure.

Vincent waved his hand in front of her. “No, don’t come any closer. I’m fine.”

What is wrong with him? Elle didn’t know what had happened to him.

Nero grabbed her waist, pulling her toward him. “He said he’s fine.”

Elle looked up at him, and Nero took the opportunity to claim her lips. He gave her a quick, firm kiss, making her forget about… Wait, what was I talking about?

“All right, Amo. You can take Chloe to class,” Nero said, nodding toward Amo.

Elle had been taken off guard by his kiss, but she was quickly brought back by his words.

“What? No. We need to all walk together.” Elle couldn’t let Chloe walk with only Amo after what had happened with all of them sitting at the table.

“Come on, Chloe.” Amo motioned for Chloe to start walking, everyone acting like they hadn’t even heard a word she had just said.

Elle pushed at Nero’s chest for him to say something when Chloe looked down at the floor and slowly started walking. Nero just squeezed her hips tighter without saying a word as they watched them walk to health class. Elle tried to squirm out of his grasp as he held her around her waist with one arm. One arm? Really?

Nero lifted his other hand and grabbed her hair, pulling it down. “You need to stop questioning me. I’m the one with the dick, and the sooner you realize that, the easier this will be. Trust me, baby, you’ll start to like it that way.” Nero dropped his hand from her hair. “Come on.”

Nero took her hand and led her in the same direction as Amo and Chloe had gone. I do not understand him sometimes. They followed them at the same distance as they had the day before. Elle saw Chloe was still walking at his back. Old habits die hard.