Lahat ng Kabanata ng Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Gaara woke to the sensation of his skull splitting in two. A guttural groan escaped him as he pressed a hand against his temple, his jaw clenched against the sharp, relentless throb behind his eyes.Grinding his teeth, he swung his legs off the bed and pushed himself upright, only then realizing with no small amount of irritation that he was dressed in pajamas. He had no recollection of what he had worn the night before, and frankly, he didn’t give a damn who had changed him.Dragging his feet with deliberate sluggishness, Gaara shuffled toward the staircase, every step heavy, his only thought the desperate need for aspirin or anything to dull the pounding in his head that grew worse by the second. His scowl deepened when he reached the ground floor, finding the vast space utterly deserted. No one to bark an order at.“Where the hell are those useless bastards when I actually need them?” he muttered darkly, his voice thick with annoyance as he staggered down the hall, his gait uneven

An hour later, Esther was utterly drained emotionally more than physically. If she had been in the comfort of her own home, she might have already done anything to vent the excessive frustration that now consumed her. Gaara Maxwell had not been joking when he declared that his knowledge in the culinary arts was a complete and utter zero.It began with something as simple as cracking an egg; instead of splitting it neatly, he mercilessly crushed it into a mess. Esther was certain she had warned him beforehand to add exactly two spoonfuls of baking soda into their mixture. Yet, somehow, he had decided to toss it in at his own whim, ignoring every ounce of instruction. And as if the chaos he had already caused wasn’t enough, Gaara was now complaining about the shape of the cake they were supposed to make.“The theme is Easter, Gaara. So of course, we need to make it in the shape of a rabbit to match the occasion,” Esther explained wearily. She had already spent more energy than she could

The word cheap sliced into her, cruel and merciless. It lodged itself deep inside her chest, branding her with shame she refused to wear. Esther’s fingers twitched, itching to strike him, to silence that mocking mouth with the sting of her palm. But she restrained herself, nails digging into her palm, fists trembling furiously at her sides.Vinson caught her pride warring against humiliation. And it only pleased him further. A slow, wicked grin unfurled across his face as he leaned just close enough for her to hear the whisper meant to crush her spirit. “Every move you make, every word you speak, it contradicts itself. You may hide it, but I can still see the marks Gaara left on you… right there, where he sucked you.”“Bastard!” Esther shoved Vinson away, desperate to put space between them. This was madness utterly twisted. Nothing about this situation aligned with sense or reason. And yet, the most crushing part of it all was that some of his words rang true. That truth, poisoned an

Esther stumbled upon a scene she wished she had never witnessed. Two figures were tangled together on the narrow bed, locked in a fervent embrace. To her horror, one of them was Vinson, the last man on earth she ever wanted to see in such a compromising moment. His mouth was fiercely devouring the lips of a female student. One who had only just walked into class earlier that morning alongside Nara.One of Vinson’s hands was gripping the girl’s head possessively, holding her in place, while the other had already slipped beneath her skirt. Their kiss was reckless, steeped in hunger and heat, so consuming that they hardly noticed Esther standing there, frozen in shock like a fool.Realizing that they were too lost in their frenzy to sense her presence, Esther spun on her heel, desperate to escape unnoticed. But before she could flee, Vinson’s mocking voice rang out from behind her.“Well, look who’s been watching us. Tell me, Esther… do you want some too?”Her stomach twisted. Knowing th

Gaara actually had no intention of chasing after the girl who had caused such a scene in the cafeteria, but unfortunately, he ended up finding her leaning against his locker. By coincidence, the locker area was quiet at that moment, with only two or three people around and even they were busy with their own business. Yet, once they noticed his presence, most of them chose either to walk away or to pretend not to see. Gaara himself didn’t understand why everyone acted like that, but more than anything, he couldn’t care less.As Gaara approached, the girl didn’t move at all; she might not even have realized his presence. That was why Gaara deliberately opened his locker. Which happened to be right next to hers, causing a loud clanking sound that made the girl flinch slightly.Out of the corner of his eye, Gaara could see her becoming somewhat flustered as she quickly opened her own locker too, desperately trying to hide her face. To Gaara, honestly, it was its own kind of entertainment.