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Seven.

Author: Boluwatife
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-26 17:05:24
RED

I feel like a rat. A criminal.

It’s been a week, and I’ve been dodging Michael like the plague. It’s exhausting and humiliating. I don’t know how to face him after that night. I don’t know what to say. I can’t even think straight without remembering his hands on me.

“Watch where you’re going, Miss Townsend.”

I blinked quickly, stopping before I walked straight into the door. I forced a polite smile.

“Thank you.”

I trudged into the break room. I haven’t slept properly in days. My nerves are fried. Every night I dream of him—of how hot he looked with his fingers buried inside me, of how easily he unraveled me. It’s insane.

“Miss Townsend, I heard you have Michael Dew in your class.”

I froze at the sound of his name.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she seduced him,” Darna said loudly. “It’s what she does best. Seducing men.”

I choked on my coffee and glared at her. This woman needed to leave me alone.

“Miss Townsend isn’t like that. She’s a good person,” one lecturer said in my defense.

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  • LITTLE MISS RED    Author's note

    Hi my loves 🤍I know it’s been over two weeks since the last update, and I just wanted to say thank you for your patience. I haven’t abandoned this story — I’ve been taking my time to make sure the next chapters come exactly the way they deserve to.This part of the story is important to me, and I didn’t want to rush it or water it down. Your support, comments, and love mean more than you know, and I’m so grateful you’re still here with me.The update is coming very soon.Thank you for staying. Thank you for believing in this story.

  • LITTLE MISS RED    Twenty two.

    Red . The energy around him felt off, I found myself stepping backward something that obviously displease him , he stares at my leg for a second before looking back at me , something flashed in his eyes , a look , a vibe something I have never seen in him before or maybe just maybe it has always been there and he hid it perfectly well from me …. The thought of that terrified me“Come here “ he says stretching his hand forward, his eyes cold as ice“ I wanna go home “ I stated, I really do not want be with him right now especially not when he is in this kind of mood, nothing good will come out of it“ Come here Red “ his voice dripped with authority, he isn’t taking no for an answerHe maintained eye contact with me watching, daring me to not take his hand, I took a shaky breath before slipping my hands into his cold ones , I really do not want to find out what he’s gonna do if I don’t take his hand he held my hand firmly pulling me forward“Michael we are on school grounds” I tri

  • LITTLE MISS RED    Twenty one .

    Red .“And that’s all for today, class.”I packed my books and laptop, offering a polite smile before leaving the lecture hall. The whispers weren’t gone entirely, but they were no longer loud or shameless. Just fragments now. Glances. Half-looks. A few of my colleagues still avoided me, but I had decided those ones were insignificant.Something else occupied my thoughts anyway.Michael.He had been on edge lately. Ever since our trip to Italy—one I hadn’t even had the chance to enjoy before we were abruptly flown back—it felt like something was coming. Like he was bracing for impact. Preparing.It worried me.I wanted to help him, to ease whatever burden he was carrying, but he refused to tell me anything. So I decided that after work, I’d go to his place, cook him a proper homemade meal, open a bottle of wine. We’d sit together, talk, relax. Maybe it would take the edge off, even just a little.When I reached my office, the door was slightly ajar.That was strange. I always locked i

  • LITTLE MISS RED    Twenty

    David.I stared at the photographs spread across the table.So my bastard son had finally learned how to pluck something beautiful.A rose like this—bright, untouched—didn’t belong in his hands.I wanted her.And if I couldn’t have her, I would destroy her.I exhaled smoke slowly into the air. It curled above the pictures like a warning.It was time to visit my son.“David… you’re going to protect me, right?”Hands slid over my chest, clinging. I looked down at the perfectly manicured fingers.Disgusting.“Of course, dearest Elizabeth.”I turned to her, lifting her chin just enough to make her look at me.She used to be sharp. Useful. Now she was pathetic—hovering, begging. I preferred women when they still had resistance in them. When they belonged to the chase, not the reward.The only reason she was still breathing was simple:She was the only spy near Michael that he hadn’t eliminated yet.“You promise?” she whispered.“You’ll be safe,” I said with a smile.She squeezed my hand. “

  • LITTLE MISS RED    Nineteen.

    Michael.I could feel the tightness in my muscles, the familiar recoiling pain as I exerted energy, punching the bag again and again, trying to purge the negative energy burning inside me. Red was upstairs, in my room. I didn’t want to taint her with this darkness. She was too pure, too perfect—so fucking perfect.I already felt guilty that I had to cut our date short and fly us back here. I didn’t even take her back to the school or the mansion. I brought her to my personal house instead. I had to keep her safe. If anything happened to her—Just the thought made me increase my tempo, my fists slamming harder into the bag until it finally tore apart.I stepped back and watched the sand pour out of it. Useless now.I reached up and began removing the bandages around my hands.“That’s the fifth bag this morning.”“Maybe if you agreed to spar with me, I wouldn’t be destroying sandbags.”I turned to see Ilya standing there.“I still haven’t said anything about how my father found out abou

  • LITTLE MISS RED    Eighteen.

    I stood inside the hangar, staring at the jet-black jet, my mouth wide open with surprise and shock.“Hello, love.”Michael stood beside the staircase, a simple white shirt and cream-coloured pants on him. One of his hands was stuffed into his pocket, the other stretched out toward me.“Come, love.”I held my dress and took his hand. He led me into the jet. It felt like stepping into his world — cool leather, dimmed golden light, and soft music.“You like?” he asked with a soft smile on his lips.“Like?” I laughed, hugging him. “Are you kidding? I love it. It’s perfect.”He chuckled. “I’m glad. Come.”He guided me to sit. “We will take off now.”“Okay,” I nodded and scooted closer to him.He held my hand, tracing my fingers one by one, his eyes brimming with softness.“This is a lot. I’m really happy.”He kissed my knuckles. “You have never been on a plane.”A plane…I looked out the window, staring at the clouds. I smiled sadly. A plane was an extreme luxury for me. My ex-husband, ev

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