Tying Her Laces: The Devil's Submission

Chapter 5

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, the shrill sound cutti

!" he barked. "Then we

the field. Her thigh muscles screamed in agony with every

in her hands, taking deep, shuddering breaths, fighting off

ver her, blocki

ual arrogant smirk was completely gone from his fac

a word. He simply tossed a tightly roll

d in shock. It was a brand new, sta

ng a beat. "How did you get this past

e shoved his hands deep int

eges," Julian lied smoo

belt through the loops of her cargo pants, pulling it tight. A massive w

. He sat close. His broad shoulder brushed lightly a

the instructors. Once he was sure no one was

um dark chocolate directly into Sloane's palm. He cl

ked down at the hidden chocol

e this?" she whisp

r arrogance returning to hi

secrets," Julian whispered back.

. She carefully slipped the chocolate into her deep

the water coolers. She was holding a flimsy pap

e. She saw him hand her the belt. And she saw

d water spilled over her manicured fingers, splashing onto her boots,

ers to fill her own bottle, acciden

ween Julian and Sloane. She saw the way Julian lo

dn't look like hatred at all. The school rumors said they h

ing. Blair glared at her, her eyes venomous,

filled her water bottle and walked away

pierced the air ag

offered a large, cal

is hand. Julian pulled her effortlessly to her feet. Her legs t

obstacle course," Julian told her quietly.

feeling a renewed sense of strength with the belt sec

fixed venomously on the back of Sloane's neck. The cho

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Tying Her Laces: The Devil's Submission

Xiao Song Shu Young Adult

“I thought surviving the elite academy's boot camp would be my biggest challenge, especially with my childhood nemesis, Julian Astor IV, suddenly back in my life. But the real nightmare started when my cabin mate, Blair, targeted me out of pure, toxic jealousy. Because Julian showed me secret, protective attention, Blair decided to destroy me. Right before a strict military formation, she stole my mandatory uniform belt. I was publicly humiliated by the ruthless instructor, forced to do grueling physical punishments in the freezing mud while the entire freshman class watched. But Blair didn't stop there. During a terrifying 2 AM night drill, she maliciously exposed my hidden snacks to the instructors. "Oh my god! Sloane is eating contraband during an emergency drill!" I was dragged out into the freezing cold to run endless laps. My muscles screamed in agony, and my lungs burned like swallowed glass. Through it all, Blair stood in the warm cabin, wearing a triumphant smirk. I was exhausted, freezing, and pushed to my absolute physical limits. Why was I being tortured and framed over a boy I claimed to hate? But I wasn't going to just lie down and let her ruin me. Noticing a tiny sliver of my stolen canvas belt peeking out of Blair's poorly latched locker, I wiped the mud from my pants. As the strict instructor marched in for the morning inspection, I stood perfectly still, ready to spring my trap.”