All Chapters of The College Bad Boy's Target : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41 – Ollie’s POVThe air outside felt sharp against my skin, cooler than inside the school, but it didn’t help. If anything, it made me more aware of every breath, every beat of my heart, and every step Ryder took behind me.I walked faster, clutching my bag tight against my shoulder. My shoes scuffed against the pavement, loud in my own ears. I told myself he’d stop at the edge of the parking lot. He’d turn and go his own way, finally letting me breathe without feeling his eyes burning into my back.He didn’t.Every time I glanced over my shoulder, he was there, a few paces behind, calm and steady like he had nowhere else to be. His expression never changed, not a smile, not a frown. Just that maddening calm that made me want to scream.“Why are you still following me?” I snapped finally, spinning to face him.His gaze met mine without flinching. “Because you haven’t told me to stop.”I laughed bitterly. “I’ve told you to go away a hundred times.”“Not like you mean it.” His

Chapter 43: Tangled Glances.Ollie's POV I woke with a heaviness in my chest, the kind that pressed down before I even opened my eyes. For a few seconds, lying still in the dimness of my room, I let myself believe that maybe yesterday hadn’t happened, that maybe the library moment, the trembling in my hands, the way Ryder’s voice had threaded through my mind like smoke, was just a bad dream. But the truth clung to me like a second skin. My throat was dry, my heart already pounding, and the thought of seeing him again made my stomach twist painfully.I sat up slowly, rubbing my face with both hands, as if I could scrub the unease away. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I froze. Part of me wanted to grab it, to check if it was him, but a bigger part of me couldn’t stand the thought of what I might find. Ryder didn’t always need to say much, sometimes a single message from him was enough to unsteady me for the whole day.I forced myself to get up, to move through the motions of get

Chapter 45: Very EdgeOllie's POV My pulse was still racing as I sat rigidly in my seat, trying to ignore the weight of Ryder’s stare. Lunch was almost over, but every second felt like an hour. The cafeteria was loud with chatter and clinking trays, yet all I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat, pounding so loudly it made it hard to think.I had positioned myself at the very edge of the table, my body turned slightly away from him, my gaze fixed on the uneaten food in front of me. I was sure if I didn’t look at him, maybe I could make him disappear.But Ryder didn’t disappear. He stayed right where he was, leaning forward with that calm, unshakable presence that seemed to consume the entire space between us. His voice had been quiet earlier, sharp but measured, and I’d managed to get away before completely unraveling.Now, though, he wasn’t letting me slip out so easily.The final minutes of lunch ticked by with agonizing slowness. I could feel him watching me, his attention

Chapter 47 Under His EyesOllie’s POVThe classroom was too bright. The sunlight pushed through the tall windows and spread across the desks in long stripes, making it impossible to hide. Normally, I liked sitting near the back where the light barely reached, where I could disappear behind taller kids and the hum of the teacher’s voice. Today though, every inch of me felt exposed.My backpack sagged against my shoulder as I slipped inside and chose a seat as far from the door as possible. I hoped, stupidly, that if I made myself small enough, maybe Ryder wouldn’t even notice me. Maybe he would pick another seat. Maybe he wouldn’t even come to class.But I already knew better.My fingers tapped nervously on the desk, the sound too loud in my ears even though no one else seemed to notice. Students filled in around me, their voices rising in chatter, their movements casual and easy. It all felt unreal, like I was the only one who understood the danger standing just outside the room.When

Chapter 49: Tangled in his shadow Ollie's POV I spent the entire day with my heart in my throat, trying to stay one step ahead of Ryder and failing miserably. It didn’t matter where I went or how many corners I turned, I felt him, always there, somewhere behind me. His presence lingered like heat on the back of my neck, prickling my skin and sending my thoughts spinning in a thousand directions. Even when I didn’t see him, I could feel him. It was maddening, this invisible tether between us that I couldn’t cut no matter how hard I tried.In class, I couldn’t focus. The teachers’ voices blurred into a meaningless drone as my mind replayed every moment from the past few days, the library, the cafeteria, the hallway. The way Ryder looked at me like he could see straight through me, like my flimsy walls were nothing more than glass to him. The way his voice dropped low and sharp when he said my name, making my stomach twist in ways I didn’t want to think about.I kept my head down, scri