All Chapters of Must Date The Bad Boy: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Katherine Thrones I was feeling positive and sure I would be able to corner the bad boy Alex to where I wanted him and then I would break his heart and teach him a lesson to never mess with girls in his whole life. Katie squealed in happiness, “Oh! Yes, yes! Katherine, yes! I’ve been waiting for you to say these very words and agree to get Alexander where it hurts! I’m so happy.” Katie beamed at me with a wide grin. She was more excited about this than I was. “Yes, I will properly agree to date him just to teach him a lesson,” I stated and Katie’s smile curved into a sly smirk. “Just to teach him a lesson right? Don’t fall in love with him, Katherine.” Katie warned and I shook my head in naught. Never. Nope. Not Happening. First of all, my mother would kill me and whatever boy I fall in love with and secondly, Alexander is not even the type of boy I’d envision myself falling in love with. He’s not my type and not worth taking the risk of disobeying my mother. This is just to teac

Alexander Walters I dropped Katherine back at the apartment and decided I would pay a visit to my parents and spend time at my family's house. However, what I didn’t envision was Samantha being there and waiting for me to arrive home. We almost had an argument concerning my whereabouts after school, being that our classes had ended long ago and I’m just arriving now, and when she asked my reasons I refused to answer. The next that followed was her throwing herself at me with a lip–lock kiss, and there was no way I can resist when someone as hot as Samantha has her lips on mine. And before we knew it, I already had her bent against the desk, giving her backshots as I thrust deep into her. “Harder, Alex!” She whined for me and I gave her exactly what she cried for. I quickened my pace, my grip on her waist guarding her towards me as I plunged deeper into her. The sound of my skin smacking against hers filled the room, it drove me fucking insane. “You like this, don’t you?” She n

Katherine Thorne: “My parents are constantly fighting and it’s hard living in such an environment where all they do is constantly get at each other’s throat.” Alexander further explained. “These are the two people you’re supposed to love with all your heart and love the fact that they love each other dearly, but with them, it’s the exact opposite. They fight all the time and when they’re not fighting, they pretend they’re the most loving couple in the whole world.”He seemed like he had a lot to get off his chest so I kept shut, waiting for him to spill the content of his heart out before I say anything. “I mean, it’s so sickening. This moment they’re fighting and cussing out at each other, the very next one, they’re holding hands and putting up a dumb act of ignorance to show their marriage is working, which is a blatant and obvious lie.” He expressed it so vehemently, you could almost taste the raw emotion. “They’ve refused to get a divorce and I don’t know why. There’s nothing

Katherine Thrones: Alexander grinned the moment he agreed to his date, and his happiness made me give a smile of my own. This was my first date, the first time a boy had ever asked me out. Alexander was the first. My first boyfriend. My first hug. And now, My first date. He was on his way to being my first everything. And honestly, a part of me wouldn’t mind that. But the rational part of me reminded me that this was just a plan and I shouldn’t get too carried away with Alexander, or else I’d loose focus on the plan and loose focus on my studies. “Sweet. I’m so excited about this, Katherine. Thank you.” He said to me and I reveled in his choice of words, he was always sweet to me, apologizing when he was wrong and even when he was not completely wrong, and saying thank you for everything. I think I would enjoy this. And then he took me unawares yet again and did the unexpected, he took my hand into his again and placed a peck on the back of my hand. A simple peck y

KATIE My eyes fluttered open and I was confused about where I was, it took me a moment to realize that we were in the hospital when the nauseating smell of spirits and saline hit my nostrils. I was laying on something, a bed. Why was I laying on a bed in the hospital? Last I remembered, I had come here to see my mother who had an accident. That’s right! My mother. I sprang up from the bed at the thought of that and my veins flooded with urgency. But my eyes caught the presence of someone, no, two people. Katrine and my mother, sitting on the bed opposite the one I laid on. I halted. Hold on? My mother? How come she’s sitting and I’m the one laying on the bed? Wasn’t she involved in an accident? I was puzzled and confused. I stared at her from top to bottom, she looked fine to me. Not like one who had just gone through a ghastly accident. Oh wait, there was a bandage on her arm, but still, that wasn’t what I was expecting. “Mother! They said you were involved in a