All Chapters of Tempted by the wrong bad boy : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

ZARA; fall.. I gulped hard, words completely failing me. Phones were out everywhere recording, zooming, whispering. From behind Jace, I spotted Lena and Amber standing side by side, glaring at me like they’d been waiting for this exact moment. “Interesting,” Mark muttered from the other direction, arms folded. I couldn’t move. It felt like I was glued to the damn chair. My brain couldn’t even pick a reaction shock? panic? shame? All I knew was that we were the center of attention, and I wanted to disappear. Noah hesitated for a second, then finally stood up, facing Jace. His eyes dropped to the shattered tray and spilled food on the floor. People were already gathering around us like a ring had been drawn. “What is your problem? You’ve been acting out. What the heck! ” Noah spat loud enough to bounce off the walls. I flinched. Everyone did. “I told you to stay five feet away from Zara, asshole!” Jace snapped right back. My head throbbed. This could not be happening. Not today.

ZARA : I can't disobey I was still sitting on the clinic bed, thousands of thoughts flying around in my head. The scene of Noah sucking my cheek flashed again and I immediately shook it off. God… that boy would be the end of me. The curtain shifted and Riley slipped in. “Jace told me you were here,” she said, plopping down beside me. “Yeah… the nurse said it’s a mild sprain.” I pointed at the bandage wrapped neatly around my ankle. “Those assholes… best believe it was one of Noah’s obsessed disciples,” she gritted out. “I know. They’re bent on making my life hell.” “I talked to Noah,” she added quietly. “I honestly think he’s struggling with something he can’t talk about.” I let out a long, tired sigh. “I’m trying to understand him, Riley… but I’m the one getting hurt in the process. You can’t tell me you want me, then go ghost for two months, and come back acting like everything is fine. It’s crazy.” “I know, Zara. I get it,” she muttered, squeezing my wrist gently. “I know

ZARA; The second time. Noah watched me like he had a lot to say, but instead, he just stood up and uncuffed me. I was such a fool. Once he did, I hurried to start picking up my clothes. “Pookie. What are you doing?” I stopped for a second but continued putting on my shirt. I shook my head. “Look, we shouldn’t be doing this, Noah. This was a big mistake. We shouldn’t be making these mistakes. Nothing is going to work,” I said sharply. Noah stared at me for a while as I buttoned my shirt, sitting at the edge of the bed. He smirked. “Maybe we should keep making mistakes then. I love making mistakes as long as it’s me being inside of you and fucking you raw.” He said it so casually, just watching me. My fingers froze on my buttons. I couldn’t believe him. “It’s not funny, Noah.” “Okay, Bambi. This wasn’t a mistake. You were fully aware of what you were doing.” He clocked me on that, and suddenly, words escaped me. I hesitated. “Fine!” The words rushed out. “Whatever.

ZARA; I love you. When I said nothing further, Noah gently gripped my wrist and guided me to the dining seat.“Wait here… I’m going to feed you, okay?” he said reassuringly, like he was talking to a kid, a soft smile tugging at his cheeks.“Okay,” I answered, giving in completely.I watched him walk away—well, watched his buttocks, if I’m being honest. He still hadn’t put on any clothes.I blinked hard. “Noah, please! Clothes…” I demanded.He turned to me, whining his waist with his arms spread wide, giggling as his cock dangled.My laughter burst out instantly. I couldn’t help it.“Noah… you are crazy!” I cried out between laughs.He just shrugged and headed straight to the kitchen to dish out our food.A minute later, he returned with a plate of macaroni and cheese and took the seat right beside me.“You have a special guest feeding you today,” he said firmly, lifting the fork after scooping up some macaroni and bringing it to my mouth.I opened my mouth and took the bite from him,

ZARA: out of shell. I gulped hard, my fingers tangled tightly with Noah’s.The professor stared at me like she’d been waiting for this exact moment. Of course she remembered me.“Isn’t it you?” she said, her eyes narrowing. “The one who failed my course last semester? And you’re an hour late to my class?”All eyes burned holes into my skin.“We’re sorry, ma’am. We didn’t intend to—”“You can have your seat, Mr. Reyes. I’m talking to her.”I blinked. Again with this Noah–professor dynamic. Why were they all treating him like he had some royal title on campus?“I know, ma’am. And about last semester…” Noah stepped forward, gripping my hand tighter. “I was supposed to be her partner. I’m sorry I didn’t show up that day.”The class erupted in whispers. Heads turned. Eyes widened.“Oh, you were?” she asked.“Yes, ma’am.”“I gave her a chance despite the fact that she had no partner,” she snapped. “She messed it up due to her incompetence. And today proves it. an hour late to my class. Mis