Chapter 39

POSEIDON POV

“I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THAT DISGUSTING FAG AND STOP DRAGGING ME INTO HIS SHIT.”

I hissed dangerously, the words tumbling down the tip of my tongue and leaving a trail of bitterness all inside of me. I glared into the acquisitive gaze of the headmaster, his nose just an inch from mine to a point where we shared breaths. Mine was rapid, enraged, and almost beastly.

I could feel my blood rushing at an inhuman speed, leaving a trail of goosebumps to sheath my body like a second skin.

“You have to come down, Young Master.” He smoothed, tapping the side of my arm gently, and silently begging me to release him. My jaw clenched, the video flashing inside of my brain like a tape recorder played at a slower pace.

If only I can lay my hands on the fucker who filmed it, then had the guts to post it. I was going to yank his tongue from out his ass before making him an example of what happens to anyone who dares to hurt him.

“I want that video taken off the forum as soon as yester