Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bullied By My Alpha Twins: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

CHAPTER TWELVE NADIA Can it get any worse?I had woken up that morning to a heavy bang on my door. “Open the door!” came the voice, thick with authority and impatience. Immediately, I knew who it was. “I know you’re in there. Open the door, Nadia!” The voice belonged to my landlord, Mr. Thomas. This time, the banging intensified, echoing down to my small bedroom, and sending a jolt of panic through me.I quickly jumped out of bed, my heart racing as I rushed to the door. I paused for a moment, trying to catch my breath and calm my nerves. I ran a hand through my messy hair and smoothed down my pajamas, hoping to get some sense of composure before facing him. Slowly, I opened the door, and there he was—Mr. Thomas, standing in the hallway, breathing anger as he stared at me with sharp eyes. I didn't need to be told why he was there. My rent was due, and I had been avoiding this moment for days. “Where is my money!?” he demanded, his outstretched han

CHAPTER FOURTEEN NADIA“Why weren’t you in school last week?” Sandro asked, his voice oozing with false concern. For a second, I contemplated staying silent, but as their presence loomed over me, it became hard to hold my tongue.“I just needed some time off,” I said simply, refusing to let them see how much they affected me. Sandro tightened his grip on my shoulder, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. “Time off? Or maybe you were just busy thinking about how poor you are?”“Let go of me,” I said, trying to pull away, but their grip only tightened. Both of them burst into laughter. Their mocking voices made my heart pound in anger and humiliation. “Look at you, Nadia! Poor Nadia, always down on her luck,” Alex joined in, and it felt like a punch in the gut. “Shut up,” I murmured under my breath, feeling shame wash over me. I was sure not one of them heard me.They continued to taunt me, unable to hide their glee at my misfortune. “Maybe you should find a

CHAPTER SIXTEEN NADIA A tip of the iceberg!Lara regained her composure, her face now flushed with indignation. “You think you can just hit me and walk away? This isn’t over!” she spat, but I was already done.“You want to fight? Then let’s do this!” I shot back defiantly, the tension in the air electric. But deep down, I realized this wasn’t who I wanted to be. I didn’t want to keep falling into their traps, especially since I knew what Sandro would do to me if he found out that I fought with his girlfriend.With that thought, I pushed through them, forcing my way past her friends who tried to grab my arms. I could feel them trying to shove me back, but I was fueled by a determination to escape their toxicity. With each step, I sent one of the girls tumbling back onto the ground. The sound of sneakers squeaking against the floor echoed as I dashed away from them.“Run away, little mouse!” Lara shouted after me, her voice dripping with mocking la

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN NADIAIt was the last day of our exams. Ordinarily, I should have been excited that I would be free from being bullied by Alex and Sandro for the next month or more, but there was nothing to be happy about. The fact that it was Jack's last day at school made me sad, really sad. I could barely bring myself to study the night before, the words swimming around without meaning as anxiety took hold of me.This is not what I had bargained for when I decided to come to college…When I arrived at school that morning, I glanced over to where Jack usually sat in the front row near the window, hoping to catch even a glimpse of him. But he wasn’t there. My stomach twisted in knots as I realized that he never showed up for the exam. That made me worried. My thoughts raced. Was he okay? Did something happen? Had he left without a goodbye?Crazy thoughts that wouldn't go away flooded my mind!The exam itself felt like a blur, questions flying in and out o

CHAPTER TWENTY ALEX DAVALO No touch of arrogance!For the first time, I found myself unable to speak back or bully Nadia while she spoke in front of me. It was like someone had hit the mute button on my mouth. I just stood there, speechless, and I couldn’t tell why. Was it a shock? Annoyance? I wasn’t sure, but it was unnerving, to say the least.I had been desperate to improve my basketball skills. I knew I had a lot of potential, but I wasn’t where I wanted to be. With the college’s big basketball competition coming up, I knew I had to step up my game. That’s why I joined the college basketball team. Phil, the captain, was all for it. He had put me on a different routine, something more intense, to whip me into shape ahead of the competition. I’d been putting in the hours, working hard to get to the level I needed to be. The sessions were brutal, but I could feel myself improving. I didn’t have time for much else. It was all about basketball, making th