Torn Between The Mafia Twin Bullies

Lily's POV.

"Hey, nerd! Wait up!!" a male voice called out. I knew exactly who he was referring to... me. But like always, I decided to brush him off. He was a curse upon my school life, an untouchable presence that I couldn't seem to escape.

"Ain't you the one I was calling, wonk!" he grumbled, forcefully snatching my hand and whirling me around so abruptly that I stumbled backward and lost my balance. My books slipped from my grasp, scattering across the ground in different directions.

The impact of my fall rocked through my body, and a sharp yelp escaped my lips, "Ahhhh!!!"

As I regained my composure and glanced upward, he stood there, looming over me, his eyes brimming with mischief and mockery. A small crowd had gathered, eager to witness the next move of the notorious bully.

Summoning my strength, I rose to my feet, trying to ignore the throbbing pain radiating from my butt. I met his gaze head-on, anger igniting within me. It was hard not to notice his strikingly handsome face, but it pained me to think that I had once had a massive crush on him. How disappointing and absurd it all seemed now. He was far from good; he was an angelic face concealing a devilish character.

"You don't seem to be afraid of me anymore, huh, my nerdy Lily," he taunted, a devious smirk stretching across his face. I longed to wipe that smirk away with a firm slap, but I knew all too well the dire consequences of raising a hand against him.

If a girl dared to raise her hand against him, it would be solely for his own pleasure, and nothing else... Pleasure that I would have once foolishly given him years ago. I had fallen head over heels for this guy but the idiot made it clear that I don't belong in his world.

"Have you drifted off into a trance, Kitty? You look lost," he sneered, his words dripping with a mixture of arrogance and desire. "You know, I'd love to see that lost look on your face again when I have my cock buried deep inside your tight cunt." He breathed out the words and my feminine tightened as it seemed vaguely aware of the temptation standing right in front of me.

I gulped down saliva as I stared at him, desperately trying not to reveal the fear that churned within me. He had tormented me for far too long, and today, I had reached my breaking point. I was done being his victim, and I didn't mind standing up to him, consequences be damned.

"I'm talking to you, little Lily. Have you gone daft?" he snapped, irritation lacing his words. He was growing increasingly annoyed by my silence. After all, I had known him long enough to be familiar with his few likes and dislikes.

Larry despised being ignored. The mere act of disregarding him could send him into a fit of rage, he could beat anyone to a coma because of that or maybe kill as rumored.

"Are you done talking? Because I'd very much like to leave now," I retorted, a mischievous grin dancing on my lips. I knew it would only further fuel his anger.

"So, you think you've sprouted wings all of a sudden, huh, darling?" he jeered, stepping closer to me. My instinctive reaction was to move backward, my heart pounding against my ribcage. "Answer me, Lily," he demanded, his words tinged with coldness. I immediately lowered my head, feeling the weight of his dominance.

I knew I could never defeat him. I had tried countless times to stand up to him, and it always ended in disaster. I couldn't help it; I was exhausted. "May I go now?" I asked, my voice tinged with weariness and resignation.

"I thought so. I thought you wanted to act up again today. I would have put you right back in your place. And to answer your question, yes, you can go," he replied, a deep chuckle resonating from within him.

Wait, it couldn't be that easy, could it?

"Thank you," I muttered, turning away to retrieve my scattered books. Relief flooded over me, grateful that he wasn't causing any further trouble today.

Once I finished gathering my belongings despite the burning gazes of onlookers, I prepared to walk away. But before I could take a single step, a hand snatched my wrist yet again. I didn't need to turn around to know that it was him.

"You... You said I... I could go," I stammered, my voice trembling with a mixture of confusion and fear as I looked at him.

"Oh, you can go, little Kitty but..." He paused, a sinister smirk spreading across his face. "You'll have to do something for me first," he added, his tone dripping with malice.

"I've taken your homework from Miles..."

"Nah, sweetheart, that's not what I'm talking about." He drawled, cutting me short.

Bloody rascal, I knew it was too easy.

"Wh... What else do you want?" I managed to stammer, frustration evident in my voice. I needed to go home early today, and I couldn't afford to get entangled in his twisted stupid games.

"A kiss..." he uttered, his voice dripping with entitlement and desire. Before I could react, he forcefully yanked me towards him, imprisoning my head and waist in his grip. My books tumbled from my grasp, scattering across the floor once again. I was about to curse him when his lips forcefully claimed mine in a harsh, invading kiss. Gasps echoed around us, but my attention was fixated on the unexpected assault.

The first contact of his mouth against mine sent a shiver coursing through my body. His lips were unyielding, demanding dominance as they moved relentlessly over mine. But my pride and anger surged within me, I clenched my jaw tightly, fighting the overwhelming temptation to respond to him.

His lips grew more insistent, pressing harder against mine, and my willpower faltered. Yet, I continued to struggle, refusing to give in.

Larry used one hand to hold me firmly against his body, while his other hand reached upward, pinching my nose shut, and depriving me of breath. With this cruel act, I cursed under my breath and gasped for air, parting my lips. He seized the opportunity, plunging his tongue deeply into my mouth, exploring it with bold eroticism. His arm tightened around my waist, pulling me closer, our bodies pressed tightly together.

Somewhere in the distance, I heard cheers, but the sound barely registered in my clouded mind.

I was dimly aware of the growing heat between my thighs and the undeniable evidence of his arousal pressing against my belly, I let out a low moan. My body yearned for more of him, but my strong-willed mind and hate gave me the power to overcome the lust.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I feigned compliance, massaging the nape of his neck. He emitted a satisfied sound, his grip loosening slightly.

Seizing the opportunity, I gathered all my power, pushed him away forcefully, and slapped him across the cheek with all my strength. "Don't you dare do that to me ever again!!!" I shouted, my anger fueling my words.

"Things are gonna get ugly," a voice said from the small crowd that had gathered, and I knew the statement was true.

Larry held his reddened cheek in surprise, anger clouding his face. Panic gripped my heart as I realized the gravity of my actions.

"You slapped me?!" he bellowed, his fury evident. I instinctively stepped back, attempting to stop my body from trembling.

He advanced towards me, but I continued moving back, backing away until my back collided with a wall. Fear consumed me as I realized there was no escape.

As he closed in on me, his angry gaze pierced into my soul. His oceanic blue eyes bore into mine, and I could feel the intensity of his rage.

"I kissed you because I was dared, but now..." he trailed off, his finger forcefully grasping my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "I want to taste every part of you. You may don the guise of an innocent nerd trying to fool people, but I'm no fool, I'm done trying to control myself when it comes to you. I will make you lose track of time, and the only name that will escape your lips as you tremble beneath me while you cum, begging for more, will be 'Larry.' That's my oath, my little Kitty" he declared, emphasizing each word. A chilling smirk played on his lips, causing me to tremble uncontrollably.

"You... You can't do anything," I muttered, my voice laced with anger but also overshadowed by the fear that ravaged my insides. Heat rushed to my face, betraying my vulnerability. I felt like a cornered rat, awaiting judgment.

"We shall see about that, Kitty. We shall see," he responded with a sinister smirk. Without another word, he turned to leave, leaving me shaking with apprehension of what was to come. As I knelt to gather my scattered books, I knew deep down that his oath held no true meaning. Nothing could ever happen between us. He never wanted me anyway besides we are poles apart.