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8-ONE RUMOR DESERVES ANOTHER.
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FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 9-PARTY WARS.
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.The music was so loud it felt like the floor itself had a pulse, as it started thrumming up through my heels, and my bones, until it was inside me. Gold lights dripped from the ceiling in thick chains and ribbons, as the entire room smelled like champagne, cigarettes, weed, and the kind of trouble you couldn’t wash off in the morning.Lucien’s hand was still at the small of my back as we moved, with him guiding me forward through the crush of bodies. He didn’t look at anyone, but everyone looked at him. That was the thing about Lucien Ravenscroft; you either watched him as he walked into the room or you pretended not to while burning up with jealousy on the inside.And tonight, I was on his arm as two things;His fake girlfriend.His public possession.“You’re staring at me,” he murmured, leaning just close enough against the stairs as he pulled me close to him, removing any space between us so that his lips brushed the shell of my ear.It was deliberate, espe
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 8-ONE RUMOR DESERVES ANOTHER.
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. It wasn’t real. But in Ravenscroft Academy, truth never mattered. Only power did. And Lucien? He had all of it. This school was practically his playground—a field his father had given him; he owned everything. He smirks at me, a grin in his eyes as he swirls his phone in his hand, the tattoo of an ace of spades beautifully drawn on the back of his right hand. Overwhelmed, I rose from my seat, barely giving a damn about who was watching. Everyone's eyes were on Roxanne, the new object of all gossip. That's what happens when Lucien strips his protection from you-- you're left on your own, the wolves and sharks ready to close in on you. I found myself in the girls’ bathroom after that. I needed a second to breathe, maybe to hide, the weight of everything crushing me. The hum of the fluorescent light above buzzed too loudly, the smell of lavender soap almost suffocating. I gripped the sink, knuckles whitening, watching my reflection like she might give m
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 7-IT'S TOO DAMN SHORT!
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.I quickly slapped on a sweater and pants before I rushed out of the house. I realised something after that text: Lucien could never drive to this part of the neighbourhood. Someone would notice his expensive car, which had no business in this part of town, and it would be a matter of time before my dad would hear of it.I quickly shot him a text as to where I would be."Meet me at the same spot you picked me up from last time."A few minutes later, Lucien’s black Aston Martin idled at the curb like it had no business being in my part of town, as he pulled in beside me like a king on a throne. The expensive engine of the car purred from where it was parked, and I quickly got in to avoid more of the heads that turned this way at the sight of an expensive car in the middle-class neighbourhood.Every head on the street turned to look, but he didn’t appear fazed. He sat behind the wheel like the world was his waiting room, as he tapped his fingers against the leathe
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 6-A PARTY?
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.She walked ahead of me into the arts room, before turning so abruptly that I almost reeled back in shock. She looked at me with sharp eyes filled with what looked like concern and sympathy. I stepped toward her, but she didn’t move right away. Instead, her eyes met mine in a way that made my skin prickle; not with fear, but rather with the sense that she was weighing me out, and measuring something I couldn’t see.When she finally spoke again, her voice dropped low, meant only for me. It made me feel like someone was listening in on us from another part of the school. She leaned in as she stepped closer to me, so close that I could smell her strawberry cologne."Miss Bishop… in this school, not every crown is made of gold. Some are forged from iron. And iron… cuts deeper. Be careful, because if you keep playing with the crown, you'd be cut off from it sooner than you'd realise."Before I could ask what she meant, she turned on her heel and swept down the hall,
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 4-WAR BEGINS.
SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.As I'd suspected, Roxanne didn't wait before firing the first blow. It came before the second period that day, like a silent, slow poison, but I felt it. The photo hit before the second period.I didn’t even get the chance to breathe.There it was, blasted across every group chat like gospel. A shot of me curled into Lucien’s lap, my head tilted back in laughter, his hand on my waist like I belonged there. Like I was his.A doctored photo, but for some reason, everyone believed it, even though they knew Lucien and I never hung out, not even for a project. His wing of the school was completely different from mine, and off-limits to the scholarship kids.Everyone still believed it, and it spread like wildfire. The rumour is going wild across the school. I heard the whispers before I saw the caption.SELLING YOURSELF FOR TUITION? DADDY'S WORK AS THE HELP MUST NOT BE PAYING OFF.The first time I saw it, my heart didn’t break.It clenched, tight, hot, furious, read
FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+ 3-THE KISS.
LUCIEN'S POINT OF VIEW.The engine purred beneath me like a beast restrained, its growl low and threatening as I leaned back against the leather seat of my Lamborghini. The early morning sun filtered through the tinted windshield, casting gold across the sleek black dash. But I wasn’t watching the road.I was watching her.Sloane.Curvy, scowling, stubborn Sloane—marching up the sidewalk like she was daring the universe to touch her. Her books clutched to her chest. Her yellow-dyed hair caught the light like fire. She didn’t know I’d been parked on this street for ten minutes.Correction: She didn’t know I’d been watching her every morning since the bet.Scratch that, every morning since she walked through the halls of Ravenscroft High.But today wasn’t just any morning.Today, we arrived.I rolled the window down slowly.“Sloane,” I called out.She stopped like someone had yanked her spine back. Her eyes locked onto mine with the precision of a sniper’s aim, her eyes wide in shock an
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