The Bad boy's Obsession

Erica moved back to Beverly Dale to find out the fat freak she used to bully isn't the freekles boy she used to know. The braces were gone, the shyness was gone, muscles replaced the chubbiness. He is literally a hot piece of cake. The Bryan Andrews that had a serious crush on her years back now checks all the bad boy boxes. Tattoos. Check ✅. Piercings. Check. ✅ . Bluntness. Check. ✅ Dominance ✅ check. Bullying ✅ check. Fuck boy ✅ check.The dark aura around him scares her a tiny bit, what happens when Bryan makes it his mission to take his revenge on her by making her life miserable.Bryan Andrews is dark. Ruthless. Cold. And likes to be in control. Taking his revenge on the princess that ruined a major part of his life was the only thing on his bucket list, his upmost priority without backing out. ******This is the Story of Bryan Andrews. Hawk Andrews and Mary Davies son. It can be read as a stand alone. You don't have to read the first book. (Pregnant For The bully) first. Okay,

Bryan Andrews My childhood memories flashed in my mind. Erica howling with laughter has she called me FFB, a acronym for Fat freekle boy, Erica emptying a jar full of insects into my pants. A shudder coursed through me as I remembered the unbearable pain I faced, years ago she had played havoc with my life. I spent one and the half months in the hospital, I have accepted the fact that I was going to live with the consequences of that havoc forever. Seeing her in class today only brought back the memories I have tried so much to forget. When my dad mentioned the business partnership with her dad, I knew I will be seeing much of her. I scoffed loudly as I sat on my bed. I was quite in school today which was unusual. I am the King of Beverly Dale high school, and I've been labelled a casanova by everyone in school. I don't like girls, but I love fucking them. I like pounding into their pussy and hearing them scream as I pleasure them. There is a rumour that I have fucked seventy perce

Erica McKenzie I felt a tug on my nipples, as a wave of pleasure passed through my veins. Am I having a sex dream. I felt kind of warm, the bed seems to have gotten smaller. I could feel a wall behind my back, then the wall moved closer to me. I realized the wall wasn't an actual wall, it was something more, a body, hard and larger than mine. The warmth I was feeling was from the body behind me. I shuddered as a hand glided from my stomach to the fullness of my breasts. It cradled my breast as if weighing it, then a thumb traced slowly around my taught nipple. A languid, delicious and sweet sensation sent my head swimming. It felt so good that I didn't want it to stop. Those hands were evoking something strange in me. It was like I will fall sick if the pleasure stops. The hand slid down to my hip and over the curve of my thigh, I gasped as I felt a finger brush my clits. This can never be a sex dream, cause it felt surreal. The hand caressed my inner thighs, making sure to brush

Bryan AndrewsEveryone's eyes were on her immediately she got out of my car. I don't know what they might be going through their minds now and I don't care. I waited for her to step into the school before getting out of my car. I stared down at my phone to see a message from childhood best friend, Ethan. Ethan: I got caught, Tiffany blocked me. I rolled my eyes as I pushed my phone inside my pocket. Ethan goes to the same college with my twin sister and I made him promise to look after her. I guess he got caught stalking her something. Typical Ethan, always getting caught. The murmurings stopped as soon as I stepped into the hallway. Everyone was aware of my presence. I am sure the news would have spread around that Erica came to school in my car, I smirked. She has no idea of how lucky she is. I don't allow girls into my car, only Tiffany is allowed that privilege. But she just enjoyed that privilege. My mark is simply on her, all other fuck boys in school will stay clear of her a

Erica Mcdowell When it comes to jealousy, I hardly get jealous. I am the only child of my parents. I am beautiful, and also from a royal family. So why do I need to get jealous of anyone, I basically have everything I want and need. Something unfurled in my chest as I remembered what I overheard in the female's changing room. Other girls in school were vying for Bryan Andrew's attention and there was a great chance one of them could win him over, compared to me. I know he hates me, I see it in his eyes. The anger was evident, I don't think he would ever forgive me, only if I could revisit the past and change somethings, maybe I wouldn't have bullied him. Bryan Andrews wants to get back at me, I don't think he still likes me. The Bryan Andrews that used to fawn all over me is a different person now, getting his attention seems to be difficult. But I'm ready to seduce him and win him over, seeing other girls enthusiasm over him makes me jealous and angry, he used to want me, only m