All Chapters of I Am My Highschool Bully's Plaything: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Alana's POV“Well, with a dad like mine, I had to learn how to make my own meals.” He replied, flashing a stupid smile at me that I ignored. No way I was falling for it. I guess? Sigh.“A dad like yours…what do you mean by that?” He was really rich back then. I would've never expected someone like him to have ever lifted a finger, considering now he was no different. He was still a piece of shit bastard, so knowing how to cook how? He just exhaled.“You don't know me like you think you do, Alana. I know you think I have it all figured out, I'm shallow and I tend to be a bit abnormal, but I like to think I go deeper than that.”“What do you mean?” I urged him further.“It's hard to talk about. Maybe one day I'll open up.”“It's okay, I get it.” I got absolutely nothing. He lived a fulfilling life and that's it.We went back to cooking in silence, and I was pissed at myself for talking to him, and now it led to nowhere.While I was in my own feelings, I realized that he was busy starin

Ryan's POVWhat the fuck am I doing? What the hell have I actually been doing for the past couple of days? Why did it physically hurt to leave her after making her talk to me again, after touching and inhaling her sweet scent? After eating her pussy and hearing her scream my name. Since when did I stick to fucking one woman, ever, for weeks?She was definitely just a plaything so why in hell did I fantasize about kissing her before I eventually did, even though I don't kiss and I've never kissed a woman in my life before she came again?Several thoughts kept passing through my head as I headed for the hospital. Alana made me go out of character and do crazy things like actually studying about diabetes on random nights and filling the house with sugar free food options and getting sugar packs just so Amanda would try to live better.I know I've had Alana right where I wanted her for weeks now but I still knew Amanda had to be fine for it to keep happening, and plus, I was actually havi

Alana's POVI couldn't believe Ryan apologized to me. It was the sweetest thing ever coming from someone as mean as he is. We headed back to the private room together after he seduced me in the lobby. When we entered, Amanda was asleep, like deeply asleep. She needed it anyway and apparently, we were outside for an hour and half, talking and letting him touch me because I lived for it.“She's asleep.” I said, letting Ryan know as he joined me in the room.“Well then come here.” I was suddenly dragged to his side, then pushed to the wall. Before I could process anything, he shoved his tongue down my throat. His breathing was suddenly ragged, and I felt every emotion pour out from him. He let himself go, moaning and groaning rather loudly.It lasted for up to a minute before I pushed him away, shocked that he would even do that.“What?” He seemed pissed and tried to drag me to him again but I pushed him harder.“She might wake up, what's wrong with you?” He seemed like he wasn't even b

Ryan's POVWhat could I do to protect her forever from men that weren't me?“What?” I thought my ears failed me but apparently, they didn't. She just randomly told me she got assaulted, naked and just when I was about to fuck her.“On the plane.” she said, seemingly lost in thought, her hair sprawled across the pillows, looking like an angel that deserved only the best.I went mad.“Who? Do you know the person? Damn, I'm gonna sue the fucking airline, this person will be found–”She nodded.“What?” I was trying to be calm since she was so I wouldn't freak her out, but I wasn't sure it was working.“I think he's on the board of directors in your company. I caught a glimpse of him the first day I started working, when I came into the conference room during your meeting. He recognized me as well.”My heart sank. I was so fucking pissed, I wanted to break something, or everything. I burned with need to shatter, but I wasn't exactly that kind of guy. “Describe him.” It came out fierce and

Alana's POV“Where?” I asked, staring at the spoon in his mouth.“You'll see. Hold on, I've called the hotel to bring a few clothing options for you.”Then he scooped the ice cream again and sent it deep down my throat with the spoon. The cooling effect was so good, I practically moaned. Then he left me to continue with my ice cream while he went through his clothes that cost a fortune in the wardrobe. He then settled for black jeans and a yellow shirt. He didn't dress up, he just placed them on our freshly made bed before we got a knock on the door.I wanted to get it but he stopped me. It was the hotel staff, and a full boutique came right in. I was beyond dazzled.Clothes from every range. Slutty, moderate, decent, aggressive tones.“You may leave.” He instructed. The minute they were out the door, I dropped my now finished ice cream and rose to my feet, shocked.“What's all this?” I stared at the clothes arranged perfectly in a moveable wardrobe with hangers.“Check for the one y