MasukHi, everyone. I’ve been getting really discouraged lately. If there is anyone who has gotten to this chapter, could you leave a comment on how this story is going for you, and maybe your best moment so far? You won’t know how much it will mean to me.
PovLena and her friends walked out of the school building with other students. “Don't you think Arthur was being weird? People in their class, said he seemed to be into the president because he kept following her, but I thought it was a lie.” “Me too. The president might be beautiful, but Arthur following after her wasn't one to think about.” “But he indeed follows her around, and you saw earlier, how his eyes were locked on her in art class. Maybe they are dating?” Lena who hasn't been saying anything, turned to her friends. “It’s a good thing the president is seeing someone. Her life is so boring. Remember the last time we drank together? I thought things would get better between us, but she has been avoiding me since then. She has no fun, that’s boring.” “At least you got lucky,” Another of her friends commented as she took a huge sigh, “I don't know how to approach her without feeling small. She feels so high up even when our rank isn't so different. Maybe I will ask my da
ArthurMy hand on my lips, I smiled as I stepped out of the room, to where everyone gathered.They all turned to me as I sat on a stool. Every outsider was sent out after I asked Carly to sleep. There is no way I would allow any noise to interrupt her. “Boss, are you dating?” I almost glared at Jeremiah.“Why ask that when you saw the message he sent. She has to be close to boss to bring her here twice.” Michael spoke from the side.“Oh. But who is she? I’ve never seen her before, orshe isn’t of a higher rank.” Jeremiah asked again. “Are you going to keep being slow-witted all your life? Here?” Michael pushed his phone to Jeremiah’s chest.His eyes widen in realization. “I should have checked when she came the last time. So she is the school president. Wow, she is on another level then, but I heard that the school president is weird, I didn't think she had been that way,” He looked towards the way to the room, and I shook my head. They are so nosy. Looking around, Liam was now
CarlyI never thought I would ride on a bike, but being behind Arthur as the strong breeze blew my hair, it was worth a dream to have. Arthur was filled with surprises and too much boldness. I never expected him to come find me. He was fearless, barging into my home so late. I should be alarmed at his behavior, but I was glad. Glad that he came for me, because the past two days, I was drowning in darkness. “Hold on tight, Princess,” Arthur yelled over the winds. I hesitated, but then it was only right to hold on to him, there was no reason to be shy as we had even been intimate. I wrapped my hands on his stomach and drew my body to his hard back. It was comfortable. Comfortable enough that I could sleep if given a chance. The more I held onto him, the more comfortable I was. “How do you feel?” Arthur yelled. I should answer him, but I felt too tired to reply. And for the first time, I didn't fight the sleep that threatened to take me out of the world. ******ArthurShe said
ArthurShe panicked at first, but slowly she relaxed into my arms. Her body soft against mine. “How much I missed this.” I deepened the kiss, sucking her tongue as it slid against mine. Carly was sweet as hell. It was just a day, yet I felt like it had been forever since I tasted her, and it seemed to be the same for her because she melted into it, kissing me passionately like she wanted more, and I gave her more. My hand trailed her body, and I couldn't help but take my hand inside her clothes to touch her back. Her back was soft as my hands caressed it. “Fuck.” She bit my lips and I felt my head grow foggy. Carly moaned as my fingers found their way to her stomach, and slowly I moved to her chest. Then, I felt her swell and she stopped at the contact. Her lips stilled on mine, and I knew not to transgress, so I took my fingers to her waist. I could wait, however long she wanted. With a peck on her lips, I freed her, and slowly, she breathed heavily. Her lips were red and sw
Arthur I was annoyed as hell at not seeing Carly in school. The past days have been bitter yet sweet. Somehow, I discovered she was the cure for my episode, and I couldn't stop thinking of her. The night after the James incident, I had fucking needed her so much that I didn't know when I waited at the convenience store. I didn't know when it started but my thoughts were filled with her, and I wanted to see her. And when I saw her and forced her to follow me to the clubhouse? I fucking wanted to kiss when I went close to her, but I wasn't going to be a jerk and do it without her being willing. I wanted her to be comfortable so I had asked everyone to mind their business before I got there. Yet, just when I thought there was a chance, she bolted out, but I could wait. I was never patient, but I could for her. Because I knew she wanted me too. She might not show it, but I could tell from her eyes. And it might have started when I saved her from James. Thanks to the motherfucker,
CarlyIt was raining when we got home. Father is handed an umbrella to head inside, after the guard moved to give me another, but withdrew, and I knew he was stopped by Father.I was expecting Father to follow Elizabeth and Raphael, who was now okay. But Father had suddenly entered the car with me.And I knew why.I have been preparing myself for it since entering the car. It wasn't going to be the first time, but I dreaded the outcome every time.Without an umbrella, I entered the mansion, drenched.Father sat on the couch as I entered. He didn't look up, and I should go inside, but that would only anger him.“Why did you do it?” His voice was stern, filled with a murderous tone.“I didn't drown Raphael. I indeed went to the restroom.” I spoke, but who was I kidding? Father would never believe me, yet I hope he would.Instead, he laughed. His voice echoed in the living room, the manic laughter mixed with the thunderous rain, and fear crept down my skin. He stood up and turned to me.







