Library
Search
Home / Romance / Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love / Flashback Nelsy's POV

Share

Flashback Nelsy's POV

Author: Rucaramia
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-28 10:19:59

The Night Before

“Wait here, Esther. I’ll get us something to drink.”

Those were the last words Nelsy said before walking away, leaving Esther on the sofa she had carefully picked out for her. At that moment, she had no idea that such a simple act would become the turning point of their entire night.

After leaving her friend, Nelsy made her way to the bar where a professional mixologist was crafting drinks with practiced ease. She ordered two mocktails, one for herself and one for Esther because she knew the silver-haired girl wasn’t fond of alcohol. Their friendship might have been new, but Nelsy already understood her well enough. She even knew about the foolish game Vinson had played, the one that had trapped Esther in a cycle of confusion and pain.

“Hello, Nelsy.”

The sound of her name spoken in that familiar voice made her blood run cold. Her shoulders stiffened when warm breath brushed against her neck, followed by a pair of strong arms suddenly wrapping around her waist.

Of cou
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter
Previous Chapter Next Chapter

Latest chapter

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love   Need To Talk

    When class finally ended, Esther went straight to the parking lot where Gaara had told her to wait. She kept her promise, standing obediently beside his Range Rover. Her eyes drifted across the noisy campus around her, scanning for any sign of him. But Gaara was nowhere to be seen, so she kept glancing toward the same direction again and again.While waiting, she checked the phone Gaara had returned to her.She blinked when she realized the device in her hand wasn’t hers at all. It was Gaara’s. Their phones had gotten swapped again.Twenty minutes passed. Esther checked her watch, sighing softly as she tried once more to spot Gaara in the distance. Dozens of little suspicions floated through her mind. She was tempted to call her own phone (the one Gaara had) but she hesitated, afraid she might bother him. It felt like her patience was being stretched thin.“He’s taking forever…” she muttered, her legs beginning to ache after nearly half an hour of standing in the same spot.“Hey.” A v

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love   Flirting Sessions

    Nara had told her that Gaara’s class was on the second floor. So after parting ways with the man downstairs, Esther hurried her steps upward, her heart thumping with a quiet urgency. She scanned each classroom as she passed, relief washing over her when she found one filled with students and its door still open. From the window, she could peer inside and search for the man who had saved her.But as she studied every face in that room, she found no one who matched Gaara’s unmistakable presence. Focused entirely on the window while walking, Esther didn’t notice the figure in front of her. In the next second she collided with a solid chest that seemed to appear out of thin air.“Ugh…”A jolt shot through her, and she stumbled back instinctively. Without even looking at the person she’d crashed into, her head dipped low and the familiar cascade of apologies rushed from her lips. “Sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to.”Usually moments like this ended with anger or a sharp retort. Yet the

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love   Support

    The drive to campus felt unbearably long that morning. It wasn’t just the traffic because the city moved in its usual sluggish rhythm. But Esther’s mind was a storm, drifting from one thought to another, heavy with guilt and exhaustion. Every red light seemed to last forever. Every turn of the wheel carried the echo of that moment back in her room.She had never done that before. Never raised her voice to him, never hurled her pain like a weapon. But last night had stripped something raw inside her, something that could no longer be silenced. Esther sighed, leaning forward until her forehead rested against the steering wheel. The cool leather did little to calm her racing heart. A part of her was relieved, cuz she had said the things she’d buried for years. But another part couldn’t stop replaying the look on Elson’s face, the moment realization had dawned in his eyes. He had always loved her, always tried to protect her in his rigid, overbearing way. She knew that. Yet love didn’t ex

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love   Elson

    “I’m sure you’ve got a better explanation than that.”Esther swallowed hard. Her fingers twisted the hem of her shirt as if the soft fabric could anchor her trembling nerves. Her teeth worried her bottom lip, a nervous gesture she’d carried since childhood.Across from her, Elson’s foot tapped against the floor in restless rhythm. His eyes, sharp and questioning, stayed locked on her face while the seconds stretched between them. It was too late for her to be just getting home and he wasn’t about to let her slip away without a real explanation.He could accept the long skirt, that part of her had always been predictable. But the black Metallica T-shirt? That was not Esther. And worse, he knew exactly whose shirt it was.“Explain again,” Elson said, his tone cutting through the heavy air. “Because what you told me doesn’t make sense.”“I already did,” Esther muttered, trying to sound calm. “I stayed over at a friend’s place. She’s smaller than me, so I had to borrow something from her

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love   Mind Games

    The next day, the girl was there again, standing in the same spot with her basket of roses and her transparent umbrella dotted with tiny flowers. Only this time, she looked a little different. She wore a peach-colored skirt that brushed just above her knees, paired with a simple white tee. The soft color made her glow under the morning sun.Nara spotted her the moment he turned the corner. Without thinking, he drifted toward her, hands shoved into his pockets, his steps unhurried. When he reached her side, he leaned casually against the wall, watching as she cheerfully handed out roses to the few passersby. She looked completely at ease, as if this little corner of the world belonged to her.For a while, Nara said nothing. He simply watched how she smiled, how her braid swayed when she turned, how her laughter felt lighter than the air around them. Then, a group of students approached and asked to take pictures with her. Nara frowned at that, confusion knitting between his brows.Befo

  • Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love    She was Different

    It all began a year ago.That afternoon, the air was unbearably hot, the kind of heat that seeps beneath the skin and into the bones, dulling every thought. For Nara, it was the sort of day that felt too wasted for classrooms and lectures, too heavy for logic.He was never the kind of student teachers bragged about. In fact, Nara held an unofficial record for the most absences in the university’s history. When he did show up, he often spent the lecture half-asleep, his head resting on folded arms while the professor’s voice turned into white noise.But if laziness was a sin, genius was his redemption. His mind worked differently. He learned things once and remembered them forever, so the system never quite managed to catch him. College was merciful that way: no one chased you for skipping class, no one lectured you for taking your freedom too seriously. And Nara took full advantage of that mercy.Just like today.He’d skipped class again, wandering aimlessly along the sidewalk, hands

More Chapters

You may also like

Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status