All Chapters of FALLING FOR THE BAD BOY : Chapter 41 - Chapter 44

WAYNE'S POV I jotted up from my sleep. I looked around me to process where I was. What kind of fucked up dream was that? I was sweating really bad that it was all over the bed. I sighed before getting off the bed. I could really go for a hot chocolate. I headed out of my room. I headed downstairs to the kitchen. I started to make hot chocolate. I took a sip. I walked out of the kitchen with a mug in my hand. My phone has been ringing for thirty minutes now. It's him and that's why I'm not fucking answering. The front door opened. Mark rushed in. "Sir..." he panicked. I furrowed my brows. "Your mother......" je trailed off. I frowned as my heart started beating. "What about my mother?" I asked. He looked around nervously. "Spill it!" I yelled as my hand trembled. "She.....she just passed away in a car accident!" He said. The mug and my phone dropped from my hand. What?I couldn't feel anything, not even the shattered mug that pierced my feet. I couldn't hear anything that Ma

KIM'S POVI sat on a bench by the girls' toilet when I noticed Alice, Lola, and Isabella had walked in. I wasnt in for another fucking drama. Why does everyone always try to keep things away from me like i dont matter? I sighed and placed a hand on my chin. I stared at the space till I realised someone was in front of me.My heart for no reason started racing like I just got out of a pool or something. I stared at the ocean blue eyes that allure me every time. I gulped and looked away. "Why so sad?" He asked. Funny that he's part Russian but doesn't have that sexy accent. "Not your fucking business," I replied. Honestly, I wish he could just sit here with me for a while, but i dont want my brother to see us together. "You're probably thinking your brother would see us....." he said, looking down to the ground like he didn't doubt that was what I was thinking. I didn't reply, but what he said next shocked me. "I have a hotel room in my Dad's hotel......1555. Will you come?" he asked.