All Chapters of Tempted by the wrong bad boy : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Noah; Fiancée. “Stay away from that girl, Noah. You know you’ve been betrothed since you were young. After school, you will fully take over the Reyes empire and marry your fiancée. Stop fooling around.” Dad made those comments again, and I let out a bitter scoff. He’d said them before, but this time, I couldn’t pretend not to hear them.I don’t want the Reyes empire or whatever twisted legacy he’s so obsessed with. I want nothing to do with him, not after what happened to my twin sister and my mother. He is a wicked man.“I’m not staying away from Zara,” I snapped, my voice curling with disgust. “And I’m not marrying any stupid fiancée you chose for me without my consent.”I was in Briar City, standing inside Dad’s cold, lifeless mansion. He’d been calling me for days, but it was his threat to pull Zara out of Elmswood College, that dragged me here.“You live by my rules as long as you carry the name Reyes,” he said sharply. “I’m warning you. Stay away from that girl, or you won’t li

Zara; lingerie“Where are they?” I breathed and he leaned away, heading over to the couch as he brought the bag taking them out one by one, different colours, red, black, white. I laughed. “How do you know if it's my size Noah?” “Because I know what your size can be”he shrugged. “Let me help you pull off pookie.”Then slowly he walked behind me and raised my t-shirt as I lifted my hands. He pulled it off and unhooked my underwear, my round full breasts poking out. He cupped my tits from behind while kissing my neck, teasing my nipples.“Noahhh” I gasped when the pleasure hit my nerves. He reached his hands to my jeans and unzipped, pulling down then placed sweet kisses from my legs up mto my buttocks. Noah helped me out on the red lingerie first but all the while he was kissing and caressing my body, from my tits to my ass. When he pulled off my pants, he came under my legs and ran his tongue on my clit. I moaned in ecstasy. Now I was standing in the mirror, checking out the red

Zara: he is not who you think he is. A WEEK LATER..A week passed in a blink of an eye, through the chaos. Jace had been using crutches like the Doctor said he would and his mom have called me countless times to make sure he was okay, and I do reassure her that he is fine ..However I do see Amber with him. So I felt assured and slightly kept my distance but still had to check in occasionally. Noah and I arrived at school and we were walking side by side. The banner was impossible to miss.It was stretched across the entrance of the Arts Building, tied from one concrete pillar to the other, fluttering slightly in the breeze.FOUNDERS’ DAY — THIS FRIDAYStudents clustered around the steps, some pausing to read, others talking excitedly as they passed. A few people were already taking pictures, like it was some kind of tradition.I spotted Riley within the crowd of students just outside the building. She was standing with Mark beside. “Zara!” Riley called when she saw me. “Perfect ti

Noah: founder’s day. I didn’t have a choice.Founder’s Day was one of those events my father never missed, which meant I couldn’t either. Attendance wasn’t optional, not when your last name was Reyes. The main quad of Elmswood had been transformed overnight. Rows of white chairs filled the open space in front of the arts building, a raised stage at the front draped with the school’s colors. Banners announcing FOUNDER’S DAY hung between lampposts, fluttering gently in the breeze. Faculty members stood near the stage, students filing in and taking seats, the atmosphere buzzing with low conversations and camera flashes.I sat beside Zara, her shoulder brushing mine. Riley was next to her, and Mark sat at the edge, already leaning back in his chair like he was counting down the minutes until this was over. The opening speeches came and went. The Chancellor talked about legacy. Growth. Tradition. I barely listened.Then came the moment I’d been dreading.“And now,” the announcer said i

NoahA year and three months ago.“Dude, that party was massive!” Mark laughed from the passenger seat. “When are we hosting another one? I can’t wait to bring all the girls around. How about we host it at your place next? We’ve never been there.”My hands tightened around the steering wheel.“Stop it,” I snapped.The rush from the party, music, laughter, adrenaline, dropped instantly. From a hundred to nothing. I hated it whenever he brought it up.“What are you hiding, Noah Reyes?” Mark continued, completely oblivious. “Why can’t we ever visit your house? Everyone already knows your dad is strict. If that’s what you’re scared of”“Just shut up, Mark.” My jaw clenched. “We have plenty of places to host parties. What’s your obsession with my house? I’ve told you countless timesit’s not an option.”“Why?” he laughed lightly. “Is there some big family secret we should know about?”I slammed the brakes.The car jerked to a stop.“Get down,” I said flatly.“Noah”“Get down, Mark.”The ton