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The Game.
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2026-10-25 08:36:02
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ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY What Is At Stake.
[Ava’s POV]Ryan walks over, his steps heavy, and his eyes move from me to Kyle and then back again. The jersey is still warm in my hands, the scent of effort and whatever soap Kyle uses clinging to the fabric. My heart is already beating too fast from the game and the way Kyle handed it to me in front of everyone, but now it feels like it might climb straight into my throat.“I tolerated this the first day because I thought it was just a game, something to spite me,” Ryan says, his voice tight and rough. “But what are you doing standing here taking his jersey like you belong to him?”I step forward before Kyle can speak, my own voice sharper than I expect. “This is none of your business. I already told you I’m with Kyle now, so what are you still doing here?”Ryan’s jaw tightens. He looks past me toward Kyle, then back again. “Whatever game you people are playing is not going to work.” His eyes lock on mine. “Ava, if you think you can do this to make me jealous, you should know that
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Game.
[Ava’s POV]I walk toward him without another word. The helmet is already in his hand, and I take it because I already know there is no winning an argument with Kyle West once he has decided something. I settle onto the back of the bike and wrap my arms around his waist. His body goes still for a second. From the side of his face I catch the edge of a slow, almost threatening smile before he faces forward again. I shake my head at him even though he cannot see it, and the engine growls to life beneath us.The ride is short. When he parks near the back entrance of the club I climb down and hand the helmet over. He keeps the bike running, watching me with that same calm expression.“You know you don’t have to do this, right?” he asks, voice low.“Don’t even start,” I answer, already turning away.He chuckles behind me. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m still willing to support you no matter your choice—”I do not let him finish. I keep walking toward the staff door. His voice follows me one last
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Bad Boy's Jersey.
[Ava’s POV]I stare at Kyle, still standing in the courtyard with his hands in his pockets and that unreadable expression on his face.“What could you possibly have to tell me?” I ask, my voice tighter than I want it to be.He steps closer and rests both hands lightly on my shoulders, the touch steady enough to keep me from moving away. A small smile pulls at the corner of his mouth.“Relax, little kitten,” he says, eyes warming just a fraction. “It’s just something that might make you a little happy.”I feel my brows draw together. The nickname catches me off guard more than the words themselves. I push lightly against his chest with one hand, trying to create space.“Just say it already.”Kyle reaches behind him and pulls out a folded piece of fabric. He holds it out toward me without another word. I take it carefully, still watching his face, then unfold the material. It is a jersey. His jersey. The name WEST is printed across the back above a bold number, the same one I have seen
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Name On The List.
[Ava’s POV]The professor’s question hangs in the air, and every pair of eyes in the room seems to turn toward our desk. My throat feels tight. I open my mouth to say Joseph’s name, but Kyle speaks first, calm and clear enough for the entire class to hear.“She’s with me,” he says, leaning back in the chair like the matter is already settled.Joseph shifts uncomfortably beside us. I force myself to look at the professor and keep my voice steady.“I was going to partner with Joseph,” I say.Kyle turns his head just enough to meet my eyes. There is no smile this time, only a quiet warning.“We just became official yesterday,” he reminds me, the word landing heavier than it should. “It would look strange if my girlfriend spent the next three weeks working that closely with someone else, don’t you think?”I know what he is doing. He is strengthening the claim in front of everyone, making it harder for me to pull away.The fake dating agreement sits between us like a thin wire, and he is
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Best Project Partners.
[Ava’s POV]Morning light slips through the thin curtains earlier than I want it to. I sit up slowly, rub the sleep from my eyes, and force myself out of bed. The apartment is quiet except for the soft sound of Theo moving around in the small kitchen. I pull on a plain sweater and jeans, tie my hair back, and join him.I make eggs and toast the way he likes them, nothing fancy, just enough to fill us both. We eat at the narrow table without talking much. When the plates are empty I reach for my bag.“I can drop you at school first,” I tell him.Theo shakes his head, already standing to rinse his plate. “I’m fine. You should just go ahead. I don’t want to make you late.”I watch him for a second, then nod. He is getting older, more independent, and some days that makes the weight on my shoulders feel heavier instead of lighter. I grab my backpack, check that his medication is still on the counter, and leave.The walk to the academy feels longer than usual. Every corner I turn, I half
ONE KISS TO TAME THE BAD BOY The Bad Boy Saves.
[Ava’s POV]I wait for the hit. My eyes stay shut, my shoulders tight, every muscle locked in place as I brace for the pain that should already be exploding across my face. Seconds stretch longer than they should. Yet nothing lands. Instead a heavy, solid sound cracks through the room, the noise of two bodies colliding hard enough to shake the air. I slowly open one eye, half expecting to find myself somewhere else entirely, maybe already on the floor. What I see makes my breath catch. Kyle West stands in front of me, one hand locked around the wrist of the man who was about to strike me. His expression is cold, the kind of look that says the other person has already crossed a line he will not forgive. He shoves the guy backward with enough force that the man stumbles into one of the leather chairs. The second man scrambles to his feet, face twisted in anger. “Who the hell are you?” he demands, voice rising. “And what makes you think you can just bust in here?” Kyle d
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