Bound by Blood and Desire: Chosen By The Mafia Mistress

Ryder

The resounding hot slap bestowed on my right cheek echoed like a song of battle, sending my face pointing downward and a little to the left. Sweat glistened on my brow and beard, while my muscles tensed effortlessly. I smirked before I turned my head towards the figure that slapped me.

My eyes trailed Dr. Williams's body from his toe to his red face. He is the institution's vice-chancellor and one of the senior lecturers. "How dare you do that to your lecturer? Such a brat!"

He struggled with his tie which nearly choked him in his throat. He is a tall, light-skinned, and robust man with a protruding belly as big as a nine-month pregnant woman.

I blinked my eyes twice before I let out a loud sigh which showed how pissed I was getting with his attitude.

He pointed a finger at me before he reminded me of my history, "Don't forget your place."

"Why don't you show me where my place is then?" I questioned him boldly.

"Ryder Flynn, you are a scholarship student, remember?" He asked before he cocked his head sideways and folded his arm.

"Obviously," I answered before I looked away, avoiding the angry man in front of me.

Silence rented the air afterward. I knew it was better to keep quiet than to speak.

Talking about scholarships, I am a student whose fees are paid by the institution. I came from Boston Massachusetts to New York City to further my studies and I'm currently in my second year.

I was and still being raised by a single mother - Iris Flynn. I lost my father at the age of ten, I have two younger siblings, I am an introvert at home but an acid outside, and one of the institution's most popular dudes.

Less I forget, I can't live a day without sex. That's my food.

"Scramp!" Dr. Williams dictated when he was tired of my actions.

Immediately I got out of his office, the fury I felt could not be matched by anyone in the universe. I scampered to the cafeteria to get a bottle of smoothie before I headed to the faculty for my last exam of the session.

As I paid the cafe attendant, my eyes locked on Miss Ruby who was sitting alone at the end of the cafeteria. She was dressed in a corporate white blouse which revealed her boobs and an extremely short blue skirt that barely covered her ties which allowed her big sexy rounded ass to pop out more than usual because of the tight-fitted dress she had on.

A smirk played on my lips before I approached her and gave her a hateful stare. She slowly tightened her grip on the hem of her skirt with her right hand, then she looked downwards nervously.

The urge to drink the smoothie disappeared quickly and I swallowed my spit hard before I raised my hand above Miss Ruby's head. It was easy since she was seated, and even if she was standing, I would still see the middle of her head conveniently.

I cupped her chin with my left hand so she could look back at me as I emptied the bottle of chilled smoothie on her head till the content soaked her dress and revealed her red bra.

"Bitch, you like that?" I asked.

"Stop this," she whispered as tears streamed down her cheek. That was exactly what I wanted - the reaction.

I smiled before I brought my mouth closer to her left ear. "You reported me, didn't you? Take this as a payback for the mistake you made. And don't forget that your nudes are still in my possession. If words get out, you are done for."

I pushed her down, hard enough to attract the other students in the cafeteria. She struggled to maintain her balance before she fell to the floor. She whimpered in shame before she quickly used her right hand to cover her face.

I knelt in front of her, placed my hand on her fingers which were spread across her face, and applied more pressure on it, making sure the smoothie covered her whole face.

Within a matter of time, the students of Cornell University surrounded us. They didn't disappoint as I expected. Their comments could have made Ruby pray that the ground would open up and swallow her.

"That's cool. Such a nice thing to do to a whore." A guy with red hair hissed from the other end of the hall, audible enough for everyone to hear.

"She deserves it," another student chimed.

"Imagine! A bitch who calls herself a lecturer." Adam mocked. He is one of the best institution's athletes. He is sinfully handsome, obviously a must-see guy for ladies. He has quite many cases with the disciplinary committee.

"What the hell? She looks like trash." Amanda's voice echoed from behind before she and her useless group of friends burst out laughing.

Amanda and her group of nosy friends have been nothing but school bullies. Many girls often go home shedding crocodile tears after Amanda and her friends dealt with them. There was a time she and her gang raped guys. Unfortunately, one of the guys died while he was raped. The management let it slide because Amanda's father is one of the institution's trustees.

Rich brats and their common syndrome!

"This is bad, really bad." Sophia, my best friend, arrived simultaneously. "Let's go, Ryder," she said, pulling my arm.

After a little hesitation, I followed her out of the cafeteria.

Sophia scanned my face before she hurriedly said her uncommon dialogue. "Ryder, what was the need for the drama you created inside? You can get expelled for fuck's sake. Just finish your third year's final exam in peace."

"No need, Baby. I can't get expelled, she's not on the same level as me. Very soon, I will show her her place." I retorted confidently.

Sophia nodded then smiled suddenly. I needed no one to tell me what she had in mind.

"I would be there," I chuckled, tapping her gently on the shoulder.

"I trust you. I just wanted to toy with your head a little bit." She answered, shrugging her shoulders.

"And make sure many chicks are available. Okay?"

"I would do that," Sophia assured me.

Speaking of a loyal friend, she had been one since my first day at Cornell University. We always spend her father's dark money together since she has never failed to check up on me and provide me with all the necessary items I need.

Though she's my best friend, we've had one or two rounds. That's not bad!

Alessia is turning eighteen by midnight, the same age as me. I'm just a bit older than her for some days and she planned to celebrate her new age like never before. The party's not going to be held in her home but at Blue-Ray club. All students of Cornell University are also invited.

Sophia suddenly asked, "Do you still have Miss Ruby's nudes?"

"Do you mean... The fake one I used to make her a fool?" I asked, adding a wink.

"Yeah, that one," she said.

"What do you need it for?" I questioned inquisitively because I didn't know what she had in mind.

"Why don't we invite her and make her strip for us?" Sophia asked, rubbing my shoulders slightly. Her eyes shone brighter than normal because she was begging for something she badly wanted.