All Chapters of I Am My Highschool Bully's Plaything: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alana's POVI woke up pretty late that morning, maybe it was because of how exhausted I was. Ryan let me sleep in, which was weird, but I panicked because I was sprawled naked on his bed. I assume he had already gone to work. He should've just woken me up!I reached for a piece of paper that fell off me when I rolled.“Wake up and go to work, sleepyhead.” I read it in his mean voice and blushed. Now the real problem was how to leave the room with a robe and hope I don't see my sister on the way because I clearly had nothing to say to her.Still, I tried. I headed out and luckily, no one saw. My bed was still the same and I just jumped on it for no other reason besides nostalgia. Then my thoughts floated back to what happened the day before.He grabbed my face and kissed me hard, but bad. So I had to do a full on tutorial, which was crazy, because Ryan was obviously very experienced and good in the sex department, but couldn't use his mouth except to be mean to me and eat my pussy? It

Alana's POVWhen I woke up, hours later, just like an hour before close of work, I saw that this crazy man was busy having a meeting with a couple of people, and I was literally sprawled on his sofa!Why didn't he wake me up? My eyes widened instantly. They were clearly important people, like some of the people I met in his office the first day I started working here. What was wrong with him? Didn't he know how highly inappropriate it was? What would people think?Panic immediately set in when I remembered that I was naked, my buttons were off. When I looked down to immediately button them up, I saw that he had arranged me back in position. I immediately calmed down but I was still very uncomfortable. He noticed that I was awake and made a gesture with his hands, telling me to stay put, but how could I when all I wanted to do was run out of his office?I sat up anyway, I couldn't pretend to still be asleep. I didn't understand what they were saying and I didn't even care, I just watc

Alana's POV“So you're a crybaby, huh.” He teased me, staring at me with intensity. I almost melted, it was blinding. He had such beautiful eyes.“I'm not a crybaby.” I frowned.“Well you can be my crybaby then. I don't mind the tears.” Electricity coursed through my veins. He kept confusing me. Today he's nice to me, tomorrow he's a real jerk. I didn't want to feel this way but I couldn't help it when he said things like this to me, looking at me like that.“Sounds like a threat.” I said, trying to stop myself from breathing hard. It was embarrassing.“Well, all I ever do is threaten you. Are you mad at me? Because of what I did to Mark? Tell the truth.” I shook my head, truthfully.“No, thank you actually. Personally there's nothing I could've done but you really helped me.” He played with my chin and I noticed a weak smile adorn his lips. Then I watched his eyes dip to mine.“Kiss me baby. Appreciate me. Say thank you.” I instantly came back to my senses.“What?” My eyes widened.

Alana's POV“No no, you don't get to roll your eyes with me. Stop that.” Asshole.The manager came back with the package and ordered us to get rid of our clothes. It was a couples package so we got naked together and wore the human sized sheets we were given to cover ourselves before the massage would commence.She obviously gave us privacy and the whole time, Ryan kept staring at me. Well, there's nothing he hasn't seen anyway and it was the same for me.A male then walked in to give us the massage. Two actually. The spa was so amazing, the men were well trained and were never sexual with their clients. They never even thought in that direction, they just did their jobs. So it was perfectly normal and I've become so corrupt to mind, but I could tell Ryan hated whatever was happening.Before he would complain, I frowned at him. Surprisingly, he kept mute and got on his bed to begin his massage instead of starting another scene as usual. I got on my bed too and just then, more worke

Alana's POVYou bet I was a weeping mess that night. I couldn't even fight or rebel because where would I go? What about my sister? Ryan was handling everything. It's just three years. Three. I'll be fine, I hope.For the following days that passed, I completely stopped talking to Ryan, except he ordered me to. He got on top, fucked me as always whenever he called for me, and I was obedient, but I was losing my spark. He was returning the same energy like a jerk.It was just like that, no contact, nothing. I was also slowly beginning to dislike him, the crush dying.Some nights I did miss him, I admit, because he didn't call for me, but that was it.Now two weeks later of crazy tension, Amanda came to visit me. It was evening, and I was just resting, going to take a shower a couple of minutes later before she walked in. I had to be ready for that bastard every night, whether he called for me or not. “I've already told your boss about this, so just listen to what I have to say.” She