Last year’s alumni dinner was a shitshow.
OnlyOnyx Society students got offers.
Every.
Single.
Position.
In the days after the dinner last year, not a single Luros Sorority girl got an offer for a job or internship for the summer, and none of us in Double Daggers got one, either.
It was unprecedented.
Ever since then, we’ve been certain that Onyx Societymusthave been involved in foul play.
“Someone fucking bribedsomeone, last year,” Kieran says now, his eyes wide as he looks at me. He takes a long pull on a vape, then leans back on the edge of the hot tub, exhaling a thick cloud that smells like peach. “We aren’t letting that happen again. And if we can catch them in the act, we canruinOnyx.”
The blue-white glow from the hot tub lights his face from the bottom up, making him look particularly ominous.
I furrow my brow and run my wet hands through my hair.
“The goal isn’t toruinOnyx,” I correct him. “The goal is to just have fair opportunities for every society member.”
“No. I want to fuckin’ destroy them.”
“Kieran, you know my cousin is an Onyx Society member now. You’ve met Niko.”
He blinks. “Right. Sorry.”
“We’re not destroying anything. People from both societies got expelled last time a fucked-up frat war happened.”
He chews his lower lip. “Obviously I’m not going to let myself get expelled. I need this too badly.”
Kieran doesn’t tell many people that he’s at Crimson on a full scholarship, and that his family background isn’t privileged like most of ours are. He wants to be an environmental lawyer one day, and one of the law firm execs attending this year’s dinner is a very successful woman, Liv Callahan, who was a member of Luros Sorority years ago.
Kieran’s career goals are very noble. He gives a shit about environmental causes, even if he’s been a little fucked up and cutthroat lately.
“I know you need it, Kier. And you’re going to get the Callahan firm internship this year.”
“I stillknowsomething dirty happened last year. You think it was Roman, with his mafia family connections? Or Hunter and Weston, with their dad?”
Kieran’s eyes are intense again.
Suddenly he looks like he’s trying to unveil a corrupt scandal, like he’s taken it upon himself to become a rogue whistleblower.
“Wes couldn’t play dirty if he tried. Trust me,” I say flatly.
Kieran shrugs. “You call him Sheriff. Cops are corrupt sometimes, aren’t they?”
“Weston Knox is terrified of me. Even if he had something to do with last year’s dinner, it won’t happen now.”
Weston’s terrified of me and he’s desperate for my cock, apparently.
Ready to deep-throat me like I’m his king.
“All I’m saying is we need info on Roman and Wes,” Kieran says.
“What are you asking, exactly?”