LOGINLiliana Adare wasn't expecting to fall in love with the enemy. After a chance encounter, Liliana's last year at "The Academy," a prestigious boarding prep school, turns into an unexpected romance with the biggest bully in school, the handsome and cruel Atticus Preston, she isn't sure she should believe her good luck. Practically overnight she goes from being one of the most bullied and reviled students on campus to being everyone's new darling. Little does she know it is all a game. The richest kids in school like to make other suffer for their amusement, and so they began "The Bully Games," a secret competition where the winner gets to position of "group leader" and the opportunity to shape the game for the year to follow. What Lily doesn't realize is that her new boyfriend is also this year's architect. And their relationship is anything but chance. Let the games begin! ___________________________________ I let my finger fall as the person's face slowly comes into focus and my brain realizes what I have done. Standing behind me is not a random stranger, it is a very particular person, one I've been trying to get out of my mind since yesterday. Atticus Preston, the most handsome, conniving, self-centered jerk on campus is staring down at me, his large hazel eyes full of amusement. "I'm sorry, were you trying to say something." “I ah…so…I…” I sputter, not quite able to catch my breath or find my words, lost in the golden glow of his eyes. “Atticus, I'm…” “Speechless, perfect,” his smile increases as he leans in close to whisper in my ear. “I feel that way when I see you sometimes too.” My heart rate increases and my breath quickens. Is he flirting with me? ...
View MoreRaymond si pria muda tampan berbodi bagus ini senyum ceria, malam ini adalah malam sakral baginya dan Rahma, istrinya. Ulang Tahun ke 4 mereka sebagai suami istri.
Raymond hanyalah sales sebuah dealer mobil yang dikatakan sulit laku, karena jual mobil-mobil asal negeri Tiongkok.
Sial…masih separuh jalan lagi sampai rumah, Raymond terpaksa berteduh, hujan yang tadi sudah gerimis, kini turun dengan derasnya.
Tiba-tiba ponsel jadulnya bunyi, ada chat masuk. Raymond pikir istrinya yang ngontak karena ini sudah pukul 21.00 lewat, tapi saat di buka, ternyata dari nomor tak di kenal.
“Hmm…siapa pengirimnya, kok ada lampiran fotonya,” batin Raymond, kaget saat membuka kiriman tiga buah foto tersebut.
Matanya melotot, jantungnya berdegup kencang. Foto itu perlihatkan seorang wanita cantik dengan rambut panjangnya dan gaun malamnya yang berwarna merah menyala sangat seksi, sampai perlihatkan pakaian dalamnya yang membayang.
Siapapun laki-laki normal pasti tergoda!
Walaupun gambar ini sedikit buram, karena di ambil secara sembunyi-sembunyi dan tempatnya seperti-nya sebuah pub atau klub malam, tapi wajahnya masih bisa di kenali.
Si wanita ini tak sendirian, ada seorang pria setengah tua yang terlihat merangkul si wanita seksi ini dan mengecup pipinya dengan mesra.
Wanita itu mirip sekali dengan…Rahma istrinya.
Raymond…serasa tak menjejak bumi, tubuhnya seketika mematung.
Benarkah itu Rahma…kenapa dia begitu dekat dan akrab dengan pria setengah tua necis dan terlihat sangat kaya raya itu?
Jadi…isu-isu miring yang selama ini dia dengar, sejak karir istrinya melejit dan kalahkan dirinya, di peroleh Rahma dengan cara selingkuh…apakah benar adanya?
Saking marahnya, Raymond letakan begitu saja kue berharga 145 ribu di sebuah halte tempatnya berteduh tadi. Dan tak peduli hujan deras, ia tancap gas pulang ke rumah mereka.
Raymond tak melihat mobil istrinya di garasi, artinya Rahma belum pulang!
Hatinya yang emosi kini dia redam, dengan berpikir positif, paling wanita di foto itu hanya mirip.
Tapi…kenapa 3 foto itu dikirim ke dia…apa maksudnya? Pikirnya dengan galau.
Pukul 23.45 menitan terdengar mobil datang, Rahma istrinya membuka pintu dan langsung menuju kamar.
Mereka berdua memang bawa kunci rumah masing-masing.
Melihat Raymond sudah ‘tidur’ dengan memunggunginya, Rahma hanya hela nafas, dia lalu ke toilet dan hapus make up cetar-nya.
Padahal Raymond aslinya belum tidur, hatinya masih galau dan panas dengan foto itu.
Tak sampai 15 menitan usai merebahkan diri di sisinya, dengkur halus Rahma terdengar. Raymond berbalik dan melalui siluet lampu tidur dia melihat wajah istrinya seperti orang yang sangat kelelahan…!
“Hmm…dia lupa dengan ulang tahun ke 4 pernikahan? Tapi…kenapa dia begitu terlihat lelah..?” kembali batin Raymond berkata, rasa curiga makin menjadi-jadi.
Paginya di meja makan…
Raymond masih terngiang-ngiang dengan kiriman 3 foto yang belum ia hapus, saat melihat istrinya kini terlihat makin cantik dengan blouse warna krimnya.
Di tambah rambut panjang yang sengaja dikritingin dan diberi warna coklat melewati bahunya, plus parfum mahal, cantik sekali Rahma ini di tambah kulit tubuhnya yang putih dan mulus serta semampai.
Rahma memang terlahir blasteran, ayahnya asli Australia, ibunya Sunda.
Mulut Raymond sudah gatal ingin bertanya, kemana saja istrinya hampir pukul 00.00 baru pulang tadi malam.
Tapi mulutnya kalah start, bibir Rahma yang di lapisi lipstick merah menyala duluan bicara.
“Bang, siang nanti mama tiriku dan kakak perempuanku datang dari Australia, mereka akan nginap di tempat kita selama di Jakarta. Katanya rumah mereka sedang di renovasi, jadi sementara pulang ke tanah air dulu, sekalian travelling,” cetus Rahma, sambil memotong roti dan memakannya perlahan.
Raymond diam saja, dia menunggu, apakah istrinya ingat hari ini genap 4 tahun mereka jadi suami istri?
Tapi…sampai Rahma pamit duluan ngantor, tidak ada sama sekali ucapan istrinya tentang ultah itu. Raymond hanya hela nafas panjang.
Padahal ini hari Minggu, tapi Rahma tetap kerja!
“Oh ya…aku mungkin pulang malam lagi, soalnya aku menemani bos di kantor metting dengan klien kakap, yang akan bangun pusat perbelanjaan di Kalimantan,” cetus Rahma lagi sebelum berlalu dari hadapan Raymond.
Si lelaki tak berdaya karena kalah karir dan penghasilan.
Dan kali ini Rahma tidak bawa mobil, tapi di jemput sebuah mobil….mewah!
Raymond hanya bisa mengangguk dan tidak ada ‘kuasa’ melarang. Ia tahu diri, saat ini, 90 persen kebutuhan rumah tangga mereka uangnya dari kantong Rahma.
Sejak karir Rahma melejit, mereka naik pangkat dari keluarga sederhana ke keluarga kelas menengah elit.
Kebutuhan hidup mereka pun otomatis menyesuaikan…mau tak mau, Rahma lah yang dominan keluar biaya!
Raymond bersihkan bekas makanan mereka, hal kecil yang dulunya dilakukan Rahma, kini dialah yang melakukannya, mereka memang tak memiliki pembantu.
Sesaat ia merasa harga dirinya jatuh ke titik rendah…!
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BERSAMBUNG
[Lily]Spending my evening with Link has been a blessed relief. He is just here for me, as a friend who cares, and he has worked hard all night to keep my mind carefree as we talk about everything from favorite books to movies that we hate.It has been a great distraction from the burning stare I feel along my spine. I can feel that Atticus is watching. But every time I start to look nervous or grow sad, Link has sensed it and taken me somewhere else, out of Atticus' path, or found some new way to distract me, to keep me from falling apart, or worse, into Atticus' arms. He even shields me from the spiteful energy radiating off of Evie as she glares at me right before screaming her relationship woes all over the dance floor, spewing hatred at Atticus. I will need to give Nyx a very big hug later. "So I was thinking," Link smiles as we take time to admire the ridiculously ornate and well-stocked food area, "Actually I was wondering if you have any plans for the upcoming holiday brea
[Atticus]It was a relief when Evie finally left me alone. Her presence grates on my nerves, and her kisses leave a foul taste in my mouth like wine turned to vinegar. Loving Liliana has taught me how kisses should taste. Sweet like honey candy, not bitter and cold. But how do I tell her how I feel? Will she believe me?I wouldn't if I were her, not with how I've treated her over the years. Even these last two months, with how close we've become, I could understand why she'd take a moment to pause and consider that it might all be one big trick. The sad thing is, she wouldn't be entirely wrong. This whole escapade started as a cruel way to make a brilliant soul dark, corrupting her fully, before tearing her apart like some kind of pagan sacrifice. We wanted to lift her above everyone else before we took her down so fast and so low that when she hit bottom the pain would be more excruciating.And it was all my idea. And I can't say anything about it or I not only risk my spot as a l
[Evie]"Can you believe the nerve of some people," I grumble in Ace's ear as I pull him into the tent? "Bringing the riff-raff to OUR ball as if...""He's hardly the riff-raff, Evie," Atlas cuts me off, "He's your cousin," he pulls away from me. "You know, if all you're going to do tonight is talk about Link, I'll find something else to do with my time."Ace puts his hands in his pockets and stands there, staring at me, his blonde waves flipped over one eye. He looks bored. Or I should say, distracted. All night he's been looking over at her thinking I wouldn't notice. Fine. Two can play that game. "You know what, Ace," I hiss. "If hanging out with me is so boring, maybe we should BOTH do something better with our time," I take a step away from him expecting him to reach forward and apologize like he usually does. But Atticus doesn't move. He stands there, his face as hard as stone. "Go on then," he urges. "Go bother one of your friends. I don't care what you do with yourself, Evie
[Lily] "Link!" I run around the other Legacies, who all give me strange looks as I ruin the perfect line of their precessional. I don't care about their sneers. I only care about my friend, who I haven't seen since that strange weekend in New York. "Lily," he opens his arms. "I am happy to see that you are happy to see me," he gives me a rakish half smile, before looking down at the corsage in his hand. "I wasn't sure if you'd be happy to see me or not." My face falls hearing the note of uncertainty in his voice. He's been nothing but kind to me, but I've been a terrible friend. Link and I have been corresponding via video chat and email, but I stopped calling when Atticus and I began our nightly study sessions. Part of the reason was because I was just too busy to make the time. But the bigger part, the part that makes my heart stop in my chest, is that it felt like I was cheating. Even though Link and I have never been anything other than friends, I know he likes me, and I gue
[Lily]Atticus has been conspicuously absent this week leading up to the ball. I haven't once seen him enter or exit his room, nor is he taking meals with the rest of the legacies. "Does anyone know what happened to Ace?" I asked the crew the second morning he didn't show up. Nobody responded with words, but Evie gave me a whithering look, and Veronica's eyes opened wide with warning. The message was clear enough, even without anyone saying a thing: Don't ask. That afternoon, I responded to his invitation and slid it under his door. By now, I'm sure he's seen that I will not be going with him, but that I am also not going alone. Instead, I'll be tagging along with Nyx and whomever it is she is taking as a date. Nyx has been so secretive about the identity of this date, that I can't help but bubble over with anticipation and curiosity. I can easily say I am more excited about the idea of who she is taking than I am about whatever little surprise she has in store for me. Friday nigh
[Atticus]I am in no mood for this meeting. Especially not with the way Evie is acting, like she's already won something.She has a plan, I know she does. She hasn't set it off yet, but it feels like I'm waiting for something, something big to happen. I promised Liliana that I'd protect her. But how do I protect her while still following the rules of the game? One of the biggest rules is that we do not tell anyone else outside of our tight circle of seven what is happening.This is why we are meeting in Laz's room, the room furthest away from Liliana's, to have this final meeting before the Equinox Ball."Alright, the first order of business," Laz starts. "Does anyone have anything to report?"Evie is the first to raise her hand. "I'd like to give Simon kudos as far as gluttony," Evie points to Simon who grows very red in the face, I'm not sure if it is from embarrassment or some other emotion. He almost looks mad. "His work at the club was a prime example of gluttony. Of course, it w






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