บททั้งหมดของ Tempted by the wrong bad boy : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Noah; A year ago. “You are the worst father that ever lived! I hate you and I don’t want to be your son!” I shouted, turning away. He would never try to make things right. Every time, he only made them worse. I didn’t understand why the universe cursed me with his name, with his blood. I never asked for this life. I never asked for this family.“Get back here, Noah!” he snapped as I stormed out. I couldn’t.Tears burned behind my eyes, my blood boiling, my chest tight. It was too much. I pitied all of us, Mom, Ray. None of us asked for this. And yet he was so good at turning everyone’s life into a living hell.I slammed into my car and sped off, gripping the steering wheel like it was the only thing keeping me together. Everyone thought I was born into perfection, the golden son of a perfect family. If only they knew. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t belong to this one.I pulled up at a bar and downed shot after shot until the world blurred. Maybe alcohol would silence the noise. Maybe

Zara; his father's fault. I was inside the cab, tears dripping more than I could control. No matter how many times I knocked, he never opened the door.Even the cab driver kept stealing pitiful glances at me through the mirror. I looked away, embarrassed, broken.I had no choice but to go back to the apartment.When I got there, I found Jace sitting in the living room, almost like he had been waiting for me. The moment he saw me, his lips curved into a small smile as he stood up with his crutches and tried to pull me into a hug.“I told you, Zara,” he said softly, reaching for me. I stepped back immediately.I looked up at him, my vision blurred with tears.“What did you find?” I asked, my voice cracking.“Zee, exactly what you heard me say. I told you that guy is dangerous. He murdered his sister,” he said confidently, like it was already a proven fact.I shook my head slowly. My chest felt tight. I couldn’t breathe properly.“No… I don’t believe that,” I whispered. “How sure are yo

Zara; found him. Days had passed since we last heard from Noah.I wasn’t myself anymore. I kept texting and calling, but his phone had been off for days. He didn’t show up at school. We went to his apartment, even checked the basement, knocking over and over, but the door never opened.People were already gossiping about him at school, whispering like they knew the truth. As expected.Jace and I still weren’t talking properly. He had sent apology messages, and I accepted them. I understood, at least that’s what I told myself. He said he was protecting me as a friend, so I didn’t want to blame him. But I couldn’t bring myself to have a real conversation with him, not until I found Noah… or at least knew where he was.I had been staying at Riley’s apartment since then. Some nights, I tried to hold myself together, but I always ended up crying anyway.“I think we need to start putting up posters about Noah,” Riley muttered as we walked back from school. “Or better still… approach his da

ZARA pov; make him warm. A burden lifted the moment Noah kissed me when he woke up. I was supposed to bark at him for shutting me out again. This time around, I wouldn’t let him do whatever he liked.When he settled his face against my cleavage and murmured that it would heal him, he seemed like a baby, and all I had to do was wait.After a few moments of silence, he leaned away and started kissing my belly.I laughed softly.Geez, he was supposed to be sick.“I have missed you…” he admitted, looking up at me with pleading eyes.“I missed you too, Noah… I don’t know why you feel like I would think you’re a monster.” He gulped hard, hesitating before cupping my cheeks with one hand. I eventually sat on his lap.He stared at me longingly.“Kiss me again, pookie,” he demanded, and I gently leaned in, pressing my lips to his—slow and soft. I pulled away.“I’m supposed to wash you up first. You might catch another cold.” I tried to stand, but he gripped my wrist and dragged me back to si

Zara: let's go home. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” we yelped.I won, and Riley and Mark immediately took off running while I grabbed the burger from the table, eating as fast as I could before they made it back to me.We were playing the famous rock–paper–scissors, and Noah was just seated there watching us, giggling.Later, we decided to go for a picnic.Riley and Mark started running back again while I tried to stuff the rest of the burger into my mouth.We played a few more rounds until Riley suddenly won one and before anyone could react, she grabbed the cake from the table.“No, no…Riley..” I started, when I saw where she was heading, but it was already too late.She leaned forward and smeared the frosting across Noah’s cheek, laughing like she’d just committed a crime.I gasped. “Riley! What did you do?”Noah froze, eyes wide, completely shocked, his body stiff like he didn’t know how to react.“Oh my God,” I laughed, stepping closer. “You’re evil.”Before he could even say a