☆☆☆☆ "So, Tyson, do you just lurk around waiting to interrupt people or is that a special service you offer?" He leaned against the table, his gaze locking with mine. "I'd say it's a special service, but only for certain people. I wouldn't want you to think I'm not paying enough attention to you, love." "Is that so?" I raised an eyebrow, challenging him, "Because I was under the impression you enjoyed making my life difficult, not keeping an eye on it." He chuckled, crossing his arms. "Well, it seems like you could use the excitement." "Oh, trust me, my life's exciting enough without you stirring up trouble." I scoffed, but the corners of my mouth twitched upwards in a reluctant smile. "But, perhaps I'm the kind of trouble you need." ☆☆☆☆ Ashley, the daughter of a millionaire, moves to a new city and hopes for a fresh start. With her sharp wit, she often finds herself at the center of school drama, not by choice, but by circumstances. Intent on maintaining a low profile at her new campus, her plan quickly falls apart when she mistakenly parks her bike in a reserved spot. Tyson, the school's notorious bad boy, is not just a troublemaker, but he's the youngest gang leader to be a part of a powerful mafia, feared by many but understood by few. Despite his fearsome reputation in the streets while other leaders might see him as a mere boy, Tyson is fiercely loyal to his inner circle, showing a side of him that few ever see. What will happen when their paths cross? ☆☆☆☆ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 #1 𝐨𝐟, 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. "𝑫𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎." ☆☆☆☆
View MoreAshley POV "So, everything's been okay here?" Tyson's tone went a bit tense as he walked towards my closet. "Yeah." I admitted, watching him open my closet and then close it again. "I only skipped classes because my dad needed an extra hand at work and he wanted some father-daughter time." "Good girl." He paused, walking over to my desktop setup and he added, "But, you know, you should really warn a guy before showing up in a bikini." "Maybe next time." I smirked, the room suddenly feeling warmer. "I will hold you to that." He told me, leaning against the desk. "Did you miss me at all last week, by the way?" "You wish." I scoffed as I stood up to catch my hair in a messy bun. Tyson grinned, watching me tie up my hair. "Oh, come on, love, admit it. You missed me a little." "Keep dreaming, loser." I told him with a light chuckle, folding the towel and resting it on my bed. He held his hands up in mock surrender. Then after a quiet moment, he asked, "So, what's the plan for
Ashley POV It was finally the weekend! I hadn't been to campus last week, my dad needed my help at his office, so we ended up having a "take your child to work" week. I figured he just wanted some father-daughter time, but he could only express it through business. We hardly ever get to spend time together, but I always try to avoid complaining. The same goes for my stepmother, she's hardly around, mostly caught up in her world of fashion and modeling. We don't get along much, so it's usually just me and Gracie, the housemaid, in this mansion. After watching a movie in the entertainment room, I decided to relax by the pool in the backyard, slipping into my black bikini. I dove in and as I surfaced, I flicked my wet hair back and started to float, letting the water support me. "Ashley." I heard a voice and turned to see Gracie, the housemaid approaching from the back door. I swam to the edge of the pool and pulled myself out as she handed me a towel. "Someone is here to se
Ashley POV "Doesn’t have to be mutual today. There’s always tomorrow...or the day after that." He reached out and tilted my chin. Reflex kicked in and I smacked his hand away without hesitation. Mason was glaring and Chase was already rising from his seat. "Start moving." Ivan’s smile faded a notch. "Come on, don’t be like that..." "Ivan." That notorious voice interjected. We all turned as Tyson approached the table, that lazy, arrogant smirk on his face. He walked right up to Ivan and ruffled his hair like some annoying older brother. Ivan flinched and instantly shot up from the table, clearly uncomfortable. "What do you think you’re doing?" Tyson asked, still smiling, but the threat behind it was razor-sharp. Ivan didn’t answer. I just sat there, watching the tension shift the air around us. Tyson didn’t even look at me, but somehow...I knew he’d come because of me. "Nothing...sorry," Ivan muttered, stepping back. "I was just checking in. Everything’s good." Without wait
Ashley POVI rubbed the back of my neck, my body practically begging for a nap as I trudged down the hall. My eyes fluttered shut for half a second, just enough to not see the person directly in front of me.I walked right into him."Um...what are you doing?" A guy's voice asked, amused.I blinked up, already expecting some sarcastic remark or an annoyed grunt."Waiting for you to snap at me." I said honestly, stepping back and taking in his features. Dark brown hair styled in a drop fade, strong jaw, brown eyes that flicked over me curiously."Well, my name is Mason." He said with a soft chuckle, clearly not offended.Mason. The same one Chase and Tyson mentioned?I tilted my head slightly. "Ashley. I’m guessing you’re one of Tyson’s pals?" He nodded once."And you’re the new girl who told him off?" He asked, his eyes narrowing with interest.I smirked proudly and nodded again.He burst out laughing. "That was so fucking hilarious." I blinked, surprised.He noticed. "What, you tho
Ashley POV The next morning... Stepping onto campus, I made my way to my locker, ignoring the few lingering whispers still floating around from yesterday's prank. I wasn't worried. If Tyson had figured out it was me, he would’ve already tracked me down. But since I hadn’t heard a word from him yet, I knew he was still fuming, still searching. And that made it all the more satisfying. As my fingers keyed in the code to my locker, my eyes flickered down the hall. That’s when I spotted him—Tyson, pressed up against some girl, his hands tangled with hers at his locker like they were in their own little world. I scoffed, rolling my eyes and looking away before he could catch me staring. I focused on retrieving my books for my first class, shutting my locker with more force than necessary. A tap on my shoulder made me turn and I found Chase standing there. "Hey." I greeted, shifting the books in my arms as I leaned casually against my locker. "How have you been?" He asked, his
Ashley POV The moment I saw Tyson pulling into the campus parking lot that morning, I knew it was time. Leaning against the entrance, I pretended to scroll through my phone as he parked his bike near the usual spot. He swung his leg over, adjusted his leather jacket and ran a hand through his hair before heading toward the main building—completely oblivious to what I had planned. I waited until the coast was clear. With a quick glance around, I casually made my way to the parking lot, my heart pounding with excitement. A few students were nearby, but no one was paying attention to me. Perfect. Reaching Tyson’s bike, I pulled my bag around and retrieved the supplies—two full rolls of industrial-strength plastic wrap and a giant container of glitter. Working fast, I looped the plastic wrap around the bike, layering it over the handlebars, seat and wheels until the entire thing was trapped like a wrapped-up sandwich. Then came the best part. I popped open the container and s
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