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The Weight that Stays
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The College Bad Boy's Target The Message I shouldn't Ignored
Chapter 110 — The Message I Should’ve IgnoredOllie’s POVSleep didn’t come that night. It stayed just out of reach, teasing, mocking, slipping away every time I closed my eyes. I lay still on the couch, the blanket tangled around me, staring at the faint streaks of light creeping through the blinds. My mind wouldn’t stop racing, Ryder’s confession replayed over and over until I could almost hear his voice echoing through the silence.He used to work for people who made others disappear. He’d killed, delivered, tracked. And yet, when I’d looked at him last night, I hadn’t seen a monster. I’d seen someone terrified, not of what he’d done, but of losing control again.It was strange, how someone like that could make me feel safer than anyone else ever had.The sound of soft movement from down the hall broke the quiet. Ryder had barely slept either. I heard the creak of the floorboards, the muffled sound of running water, and then silence. When he finally came out, dressed in black again
The College Bad Boy's Target The weight of my past
Chapter 109 — The Weight of My PastRyder’s POVThe night didn’t end. It just bled into morning.By the time I got him to safety, the sky was already turning gray, and my pulse hadn’t slowed once. The windows were shattered, the floor littered with glass, the echo of those voices still clinging to the air. He sat on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, pale and shaking, while I paced like a caged animal, calling everyone I knew who might still owe me a favor.But most of those lines were dead.The few that weren’t ended with tight voices, silence, or someone hanging up the moment they heard mine. The message was clear, whatever’s coming isn’t small, and no one wants to stand in its way.By sunrise, I’d made up my mind. I couldn’t keep sitting there, waiting for another attack. I had to find out who was behind this, and fast.I glanced at him. He’d fallen asleep sitting upright, his head resting against the arm of the couch, the blanket slipping from his shoulders. Even in sleep, he looked
The College Bad Boy's Target The File I Wasn't Supposed to see
Chapter 108 — The File I Wasn’t Supposed to SeeOllie’s POVThe house feels different tonight, quieter than usual. It’s the kind of silence that hums at the edge of something waiting to break. Ryder hasn’t spoken much all day, and even when he did, his voice was clipped, distracted. I tried not to take it personally, but the way he avoided looking at me told me something was wrong. I could see it in his face, in the way his jaw tightened every time I got too close.He’s hiding something.At first, I told myself it wasn’t my business. After all, he’s done more for me than anyone else has in a long time. He took me in when I had nowhere to go, gave me food, a bed, safety. But lately, that safety feels fragile, like a thin thread stretched too tight. Every time I look at him, I see the same storm behind his eyes that I used to see in mine. And I can’t help wondering if I’m the reason for it.Dinner passed in uneasy silence. He ate little, barely touching the food he’d cooked. His phone b
The College Bad Boy's Target The Morning After
Chapter 107 — The Morning AfterRyder's POV I woke before dawn, staring at the faint outline of his face in the dim light spilling through my window. For a while, I didn’t move. My head rested against the headboard, my breath shallow, my thoughts restless. He was curled beneath the blanket, one arm tucked beneath his cheek, strands of hair scattered across my pillow. Ollie looked peaceful, almost fragile, and something about that sight unsettled me more than anything else ever could.My body ached to reach out, to brush the hair away from his face, to feel that he was really there. But I didn’t. I just sat there, still and quiet, my fingers curling into my palms. It wasn’t right. He needed rest, not me hovering like some fool who didn’t know what to do with his feelings.The room was silent except for the soft rhythm of his breathing. I looked around at the scattered things from last night, the half-empty glass of water on the desk, the crumpled blanket I had used while keeping watch
The College Bad Boy's Target Splinters
CHAPTER 106 – Splinters(Ollie’s POV)When I woke, the light was soft and gold, leaking through the blinds and stretching across the floor. For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. The couch felt strange under me, the air smelled like coffee and soap, and my body was too warm beneath the blanket thrown over me. Then I saw the jacket draped over the chair — Ryder’s.Everything came back all at once.The nightmare.The panic.Him, sitting beside me, whispering that I was safe.I sat up slowly, my body heavy, my head pounding faintly from lack of sleep. The room was quiet except for the hum of the heater. Ryder wasn’t there. I could tell he’d been up for a while — the coffee mug on the table was half-empty, and his phone charger was gone.A strange hollow feeling sank into my chest.I told myself it was relief. That it was better he wasn’t here, better that I didn’t have to look at him and feel all that guilt crawling back in. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t relief at all.It was dis
The College Bad Boy's Target Morning Next
Chapter 105: Morning NextRyder’s povThe next morning, I woke before the alarm.The sky outside was still pale gray, the kind of color that makes the whole world look quiet. I sat on the edge of the bed for a while, running a hand through my hair and trying to push away the weight that had settled in my chest since last night.Ollie had texted when he got home. Just one word—yeah.That was all.I stared at that message for too long last night. I didn’t even know why it bothered me so much. Maybe because it wasn’t enough. Because every time I looked at him, I could tell he was carrying something heavy, and it pissed me off that he thought he had to do it alone.I made coffee, let it sit too long and turn bitter, then grabbed my jacket and headed out. The air outside bit at my skin, sharp and cold, but it helped clear my head.I didn’t see him at work that day, and even though I tried not to think about it, I caught myself checking the entrance more than once. He usually came by around
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