8. Something Hot With Noah

Casey's POV

"I'm sorry, Dude, but Casey can't answer your call, and it looks like you should probably stop calling her from now on."

I couldn't believe Noah said that to Anthony.

"What the hell? Who are you? Give her the phone back!" I listened to what Anthony said.

I tried to snatch my phone back. No, no way. I wasn't going to let Noah meddle in my business. Whatever happened between me and Anthony, I'd sort it out myself.

"Sorry, that's not happening." Just like that, Noah hung up. He just cut off Anthony's call. I was shocked; my jaw dropped at Noah's absurd behavior.

My body instantly felt helpless. What would Anthony think of me? He'd definitely think I was cheating. Wait, but he was the one who cheated.

"You need to dump that jerk." Noah typed something on my phone, then handed it back to me. "I'll send you our kissing video. That's my little gift for your revenge, and whether you use it or not is up to you."

I stared at Noah, speechless. My head was spinning, like a million problems were hitting me all at once. I just wanted a calm, peaceful life.

"Hello?" Noah waved a hand in front of my face. "Get inside. Don't let anyone see you. Make sure your window stays locked."

I snapped out of it when Noah spoke. I snatched my phone back instantly. I gave Noah a sharp look. He was someone I totally hated, but somehow, I felt this thrilling experience I'd never had before. I hurried into the house, leaving Noah outside. Now I was definitely dead meat in my mom's hands.

I opened the door slowly. The living room light was off. Looks like Mom was already asleep. I walked super quietly to my room so I wouldn't wake her, opening my bedroom door carefully. Once I was finally in my room, I felt so relieved.

"Tomorrow's gonna be a tough day," I mumbled.

***

I was in a bed, specifically in a room at the Black Hell headquarters. The room where Noah and Sherly had enjoyed their steamy activity, with loud moans creating intense tension. I pretended not to know, but I totally heard them. Their sounds of them having sex, not caring that I was there. And now, somehow, I was lying here. I was way too innocent, just wearing a pink bra and a super short skirt that definitely wasn't mine.

A guy walked into the room with a confident stride. His voice was familiar. He stared at me, full of curiosity, smiling.

"Nice, Baby," he said, sticking out his tongue like he'd just found prey.

He came over, holding me in his rough embrace. What was this? I'd never done anything like this. I felt nervous, but at the same time, I felt aroused.

"Noah…" I just blurted out his name.

"Yes, Baby. Let's fuck."

Noah's hand squeezed my breast, touching it with a wild gaze. Meanwhile, his lips were already on mine. His tongue entered my mouth and danced around there. I flinched and felt a bit choked, but strangely, I actually enjoyed the touch.

"Mmmh…" I nearly jumped when Noah pulled off my bra and tossed it. My breasts were automatically exposed, making Noah's eyes roam over them wildly.

"This is so interesting," Noah said, smiling. He touched the tip, twirling it with his fingers. Just a slight movement, but it made me squirm. The sensation was incredible. I felt like an electric current was running through my entire body.

"You like it?" Noah asked, suckling.

My hand reflexively pulled Noah's hair. He was touching me as if I'd permitted him. Well, but how did I even end up here?

Noah stripped off my skirt, looking at the transparent thong I was wearing. He tore it, slipping his finger through a small opening. I felt like I'd been stung. My mouth made a sound I didn't even realize. My legs automatically opened, letting Noah's hand glide over my private area.

Now, Noah pulled down his zipper. He took out his penis in front of me. My eyes widened. He leaned over me specifically, but his hands kept moving, feeling my body. I felt hot. My legs were burning, but not from fire, but from burning passion. Noah was truly dominating. He penetrated smoothly. My mouth hung open, making sounds.

"Noah, ah!"

"Casey, are you going to wake up or not! What time is it? You need to leave for college!"

I opened my eyes, surprised that I was now in my room. I was confused. What happened?

"Oh, shit!"

I touched my underwear, and it was already wet. I closed my eyes, annoyed. I had dreamed about having sex with Noah. This was insane. The dream felt so real. I got up, a little annoyed that my bedsheet was wet. When I checked the time, my eyes popped open, and I had to get to campus!

"Oh, my gosh! I’ll be late!"

I quickly got ready for campus, brushing my teeth and washing my face first. I was in a hurry. I went to the kitchen to grab a slice of bread. My mom stood there without saying anything as I walked past.

"Why did you lie?" My mom finally spoke as I stepped out. I stopped immediately.

"Mom, I'm almost late."

"You weren't in your room last night. Where were you?"

"I had to go to the library to find some references," I lied. For some reason, I am so good at lying now.

I gave her a pleading look because I really had to get to campus. My mom sighed.

"This is my warning, Casey. I don't want to repeat it."

I went over to my mom and hugged her.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, all fine. I gotta go."

My mom nodded. I then quickly left the house. I rushed to campus.

***

"Huft!"

I was relieved to arrive at class on time, finally. After reaching the campus gate, I immediately ran to my department building, then to my classroom. I thought I was late. I hate missing lectures. I hate being late.

"Are you okay, Casey?"

"Oh, Lucas. Yeah, I'm okay," I replied, a little surprised. Lucas's expression looked uncomfortable.

"You know what, Casey? There was a riot downtown because of a biker gang. Yesterday you were with Noah. I'm worried about you. He's often seen with those bikers."

"Oh, well. I wasn't hanging out with Noah. He just dropped me off," I lied. "What happened anyway?"

I saw that the students in this class seemed to be eagerly discussing a topic.

"In this town, biker gangs are like a bogeyman, almost a legend. The city government is strongly fighting against them because they often cause disturbances. And yesterday, during the fireworks show, a clash between gangs occurred. Some people got hurt, but no one wants to take responsibility. The mayor is furious."

I frowned. It seemed like Mr. Adam got a call from the sheriff last night. Was it about this? Noah also showed strange signs.

"I don't know if I should say this, but stay away from Noah. He's the mayor's son, but there's a rumor that he's involved with a biker gang. No one dares to mention this because it could stir up sensitive issues about his father. I'm telling you this because I'm worried about you, Casey."

I already suspected something was off with Noah. He wasn't just a rebellious jerk. Turns out he was involved with a troublesome group.

The ironic part was that I was stuck right in the middle of it, and I had no idea how to get out of this mess.