Chapter 2

Ace

Being King of the North Side is my life. My friends had given me a reason to live an agenda. Before that, my life was pure chaos. Parents separated, my father happy with his new whore wife. My mother sick in a hospital while my father was having fun with the bitch and then the bitch of the bitch Sarah. My fucking stepsister. I haven't had any problems on her part recently, she's hardly been over lately.

At least I would have gotten one problem out of the way, if she didn't show up again, her mother might give in and crawl back to her ex-husband on her knees without batting an eyelid. And then, father would finally start worrying about my mother again, unlike now.

He was almost unbearable with this black-haired whore.

Of course I understood the appeal. Elsie, my father's wife, was beautiful. Black shiny hair, piercing blue eyes, porcelain skin and still incredibly fit. She could easily pass as Sarah's older sister.

And Sarah... she wasn't the spitting image of Elsie, but she was very close. At eighteen, she could easily be sixteen, she looked so young. Beautiful, was the only word that could describe her.

"Boys, we've had new applications for the lady's position."

"Maybe there's a suitable slut that we can finally take. I'm sick of having to pick up a woman for days on end so that she can spread her legs for nothing," one of my best friends got upset. "You're so petty Ezra."

"Not you, Davis, now read us the applications. And the ones that were sent without a picture like the last ones, you delete straight away," I said to the two of them. Well, let's see, maybe this time there would be someone there who you could fuck properly without her immediately starting to cry like a little child or moaning artificially. I couldn't stand that.

"She was screaming like crazy yesterday, what was going on?" Ezra asked our friend Davis.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm obviously too well built," he grinned. It wasn't the first time I'd heard that. He was so well built that the constant blood stains on his sheets always scared our housekeeper Maya. By now we only had black, impermeable bedding for him.

"We need someone who can stand up to Davis's monster cock, and that for two semesters. It's been two weeks since the semester started and everyone has their queens and we're left high and dry. The other Kings knew who they wanted from the start," complained Ezra.

I look at my friends. "Who would be suitable? Name girls from the other fraternities or girls who don't belong to any fraternities."

"Sarah," Davis moaned lustfully. Ezra's eyes lit up and I looked at them both angrily. "She doesn't belong to any fraternities. Forget what I said, who is eligible for our fraternities?"

They both look at me in pain. "I have to look through the applications for that. I'll look at who marked anal sex as OK and we'll take them."

I look at him tensely. Why the hell does our North Side fraternity only have sluts? Meghan and Fiona, who are somewhat sensible, didn't apply, they're smart enough not to want anything to do with us. And they were both presidents of the fraternity. They took care of everything, they were like sisters to us.

Davis opened all the envelopes and stacked the applications. There were about ten of them.

He looked through them all and stopped at one. "What is it?" asked Ezra.

"The checklist is empty except that she's healthy," he frowned.

Ezra snatched the application from his hand and stared at it. "She applied?"

Davis was pale, as was Ezra.

I took the application from Davis and stared at it. "No, Sarah would never apply. This is a bad joke. Everyone knows you two are after her." I shook my head. Davis leaned forward and looked at the document.

"Is that her handwriting? Her signature? And what does it say?"

I looked where he was pointing. "I AM A VIRGIN!"

My cock instantly went rock hard. Oh my god. That was impossible.

"She's the next lady!" Davis told me and Ezra nodded.

"There's her fucking picture, Ace man! That can't be fake!"

I shook my head again. "No, anything can be faked."

They both looked at me askance. "Do you realize what's at stake?"

"All I see is a fucking virgin screaming for us and we can do whatever we want because she's ours according to the contract. You can take out all your hate on her. Imagine her beautiful eyes looking frightened into your face." Ezra was hard too, and Davis was hard all the time anyway.

"I see," I started, growling. "That our parents' honor is at stake. Stepbrother fucks stepsister with his buddies."

"Dude, nobody cares. Ezra's mother was once a lady too. What happens at Vortex College stays at Vortex College."

I shook my head again. "Let me discreetly find out if she sent in the application."

"What if she says no?" Davis asks desperately.

"I'm not going to ask her directly about it, if she didn't, there could be disgusting consequences. Her father could rip our heads off!"

"You're going undercover?"

I nodded.

"And then what?" asked Ezra. "What if she didn't send in the application."

"They always announce who the new North Queen is at the fraternity meeting and the application is solid proof, whether she denies it or not. If I give my okay, you can make her your lady, but if not, I'll pick a lady."

I ripped all the applications out of Davis' hand. I would pick a lady. Sarah would never be our North Queen.