All Chapters of Fake Dating My Highschool Bully: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Dear esteemed readers, I apologize for the lack of updates. I fell terribly ill as my health has been deteriorating for a while now. I was advised by my doctor to take a break and after two weeks, I could finally pick up my pen to write out something. I miss y’all and sorry for the silence. This is a short chapter but I hope we could pick up from where we left ☺️. I would try my best to update as much as I can but I won’t put too much pressure on myself. I hope y’all would understand. Thank you and looking forward to continuing this journey with y’all.

LiamShe’s at Noah’s. Wow.Yeah, she’d mentioned it, but I hadn’t expected they’d be meeting that quickly. I guess my ghosting act has ended—right before it even started.And no, I’m not ghosting her to make her feel bad. But I know Maya. One look at me and she’d regret everything—or worse, paint me as the bad guy, which I am.I figured giving her space for a couple of days would be fine. Apparently, it won’t be. Because she’d be seeing Noah a little more often—and knowing that dickhead, he’d make a play at her.That’s why, not even fifteen minutes after I got the call from one of her bodyguards, I was dressed and in my car, driving off to Noah’s. Alone.Maya probably wouldn’t appreciate me getting involved in her business, but come on—can’t a guy want to spend time with his girlfriend?My fingers flexed around the steering wheel as I took a turn to the right before steadying into the street that led to Noah’s. I’d never been to his house, but from what they say, his security was tigh

LiamMaya was tense all through the ride to her parents’ house and spoke less.I adjusted my glasses and glanced at her. She was staring out the window, the wind playing with strands of her hair she’d let down.She’d settled for a short red dress that ended mid-thigh and had a V-cut, accentuating her shoulders and giving her chest a subtly sexy look. And no, she wasn’t indecently exposed — just a little cleavage. Perfect.I definitely didn’t want that ex of hers gawking at her breasts.She sighed, stared down at herself, and frowned. I watched her intently as a disappointed look crossed her face.“Is something bothering you?” I asked, and she raised her eyes to meet mine. Her dark lashes stood prominently against her eyes, perfectly matching the brown.I don’t know. She was gorgeous. Painfully so — because I couldn’t just touch her, even though it’s something I’ve wanted to do ever since she walked out in that dress.She pursed her lips.“If I knew we’d be going for dinner, I’d have

LiamThings were getting heated, and Maya was pissed—which was valid, if you asked me. But I didn’t want her storming out with her family over something so trivial. I could cover part of the wedding expenses if that’s what it took.“Hey.” I placed my hand on her thigh, squeezing softly. Her brown eyes locked onto mine immediately.I held her gaze. “It’s fine. I can pay.” I gave a small smile, and somehow it made her look even more pissed.“Let him pay if he wants,” her mother chimed in, and Maya whipped her head toward her so fast I feared she’d snap her neck.“No.” She muttered, slamming her hands on the table and taking a deep breath. I squeezed her thigh again.“No. He’s not paying, and we’re leaving,” she said flatly, standing up and glaring at everyone.Her father shook his head, eyeing me like some kind of … It was proof that my parents were better off divorced than… whatever this is. At least one of them loved me wholeheartedly. I genuinely felt sorry for Maya. Everyone else se

MayaHis phone rang somewhere around, but we didn’t stop.He walked us toward somewhere — anywhere — and it was only when my skin pressed against cold, hard marble that I realized I was on the counter. Parting my legs, he stepped in between them, our chests flush against each other.“You should stop me,” he murmured against my lips, and I tugged on his hair. Good thing I didn’t want him to stop.He caressed my waist, pulling me impossibly closer. His phone rang again, this time vibrating against my leg through his pocket.Um, okay. That seemed important.I began pulling away, and he let out a sound of disapproval. I licked my bottom lip and stared at his face, but he wasted no time in sucking at my neck.I tipped my head up as a shaky moan escaped me.“Liam…” I breathed. “You should pick your call.”“Not important,” he mumbled, trailing kisses along my collarbone.I let him continue as the phone went silent — until it started again. This time he pulled away with a frustrated groan, wh