All Chapters of The Billionaire's Son Goes To High School: Chapter 51 - Chapter 57

Chapter 51His lips brush against mine, soft at first. Almost hesitant.Then, like something clicking into place, the hesitation disappears. His fingers tilt my chin, deepening the kiss, pulling me closer—so close I can feel the warmth radiating off him, wrapping around me like a second skin.My heart pounds in sync with his. I can feel it.I can taste it.Theo.I don’t want it to end. I want to stay here forever.A harsh beam of sunlight pierces through my window, dragging me out of the dream like a riptide. My eyes snap open, my breath coming in shallow gasps as I stare up at the ceiling, disoriented.For a few blissful seconds, I’m still there. In the guest room. In his arms.And then reality comes crashing down.The room around me is cold, empty. My bed untouched on one side. My phone sits on the nightstand, screen dark and silent.No messages.No missed calls.Nothing.I exhale, forcing myself to sit up even as a sinking feeling settles in my chest. It’s been days since that nigh

I spent the entire day trying not to think about what happened last night. It was a pointless effort. My mind kept circling back to it—every word, every expression, the way Theo looked at me, the way I walked away from him. The way he let me. It was a mess, and I hated how much I couldn’t stop thinking about it.I stared at my phone screen, ignoring the text from Hailey asking about last night. She was probably expecting a play-by-play, but I didn’t know how to answer. I still didn’t know what to feel.Then, there was a knock at my door, and I knew instantly who it was. Hailey, of course. I opened it, and she waltzed in like she owned the place.“Spill,” she demanded. “So, who are we shipping you with now? Jin or Theo?”I raised an eyebrow. “I’m glad my ‘love life’ is so amusing to you.”She just shrugged, her eyes dancing with mischief. “Hey, at least you’re giving me content. So, what happened last night?”I'm telling you, she has a talent for sniffing out drama like a bloodhound.“

The soft glow of early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, painting streaks of gold across the bed. The room was quiet, save for the faint rustling of the sheets and the rhythmic sound of his breathing. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been awake, but it had been long enough to just…watch him.Theo.His head rested on my lap, his golden hair catching the light, turning almost ethereal. The faint rise and fall of his chest, the slow flutter of his lashes as he dreamed—it was the calmest I’d ever seen him. A stark contrast to the restless way he had slept last night.His legs were tangled with mine, his body warm against me, like he had unconsciously sought me out even in sleep. Every now and then, he shifted slightly, rubbing against me as if searching for something—like a cat craving attention. A part of me wondered if he would stay this way forever if I didn’t move.It wasn’t the first time I’d wondered what he was dreaming of.I wished I could see into his mind, unravel whate