All Chapters of Chained To My Bad Boy's Wild Love: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The man’s chiseled face hardened instantly.Meanwhile, Esther lowered her head, avoiding everyone’s gaze.Beside Nelsy, Vinson seemed to be suppressing a laugh. To him alone, Esther’s face looked comical. But to the other three in the room, the sight of her face smeared with blood and tears evoked a mix of emotions—worry, fear, and above all, anger.Nelsy stomped on Vinson’s shoe and glared at him fiercely.“Stop laughing! There’s nothing funny about this,” she hissed.The look of fear on Derek’s face was undeniable, and guilt quickly followed.“Oh God, I’m so sorry, Esther,” said the blond young man, grimacing. “Please, don’t hold a grudge against me. And don’t tell my parents, I beg you,” he added, bowing slightly in a gesture of remorse.“Enough…” Esther murmured, covering her nose, afraid that more blood would start flowing.“Yeah, enough, Derek. She’s not dead anyway,” Vinson muttered, earning himself another hard stomp from Nelsy.“You need to go to the clinic now,” Gaara said s

Without waiting for the clinic staff to return, Esther decided to treat herself. Using the little knowledge she had about first aid, she cleaned her face, scrubbing away the traces of blood and tears that made her reflection look so pale and pitiful. When she finally looked somewhat presentable, she let out a shaky sigh and hurried toward the lockers to grab her accounting textbook.Ms. Anna, her accounting lecturer, was known for her strictness and her merciless intolerance for tardiness. Esther could already imagine the woman’s sharp eyes narrowing at her the moment she stepped into the classroom late.At least she had this handkerchief, she thought bitterly. A bloodstained one, but still proof of her excuse if she was questioned.But the moment she opened her locker, her heart stopped.Everything inside was gone.Her books, her notes, her pencil case every single thing she’d left there had disappeared. For a split second, her mind went blank before a dozen ugly possibilities began

Desperate, with no progress in trying to recall the chain of events, Esther let her head fall back onto the pillow, realizing that forcing herself to remember only made the pounding in her skull worse. If this situation weren’t so confusing, she might have been slightly amused by the sight before her. Gaara’s lips parted just a little as he slept. It was such a contrast to the version of him she knew every day. He looked innocent, almost endearing, enough to make Esther bite her tongue to stop herself from squealing.Her face grew warm in an instant.“G–Gaara…” Esther whispered softly. Instead of staying silent and struggling to piece together her memories alone, she thought that asking Gaara directly might help bring some of them back. “Gaara…” she called again, trying to wake the delinquent.He didn’t move. Realizing that her gentle call wasn’t working, Esther reached out and shook him slightly. Her long fingers brushed against his sharp jawline one of the features that made him so

Esther stared at her reflection in the large mirror inside Nelsy’s bedroom. It hadn’t taken long for her to feel close to the pretty girl; somehow, Nelsy’s energy was disarming. And now, here she was inside Nelsy’s house, her hair and makeup done entirely by her. Yet, could she truly bring herself to use that unfamiliar word to describe what she saw in the mirror? Beautiful.Her silvery hair, usually straight, now fell in soft waves toward the ends. The change felt strange, but it suited her. Overall, Esther liked how she looked except for one thing.Her brow furrowed as she stared at the edge of her skirt, which barely covered half her thighs. “Nelsy, I don’t think I can wear this.”Nelsy, who was curling her long hair with an iron, gasped dramatically at Esther’s words. “What did you just say? That skirt looks amazing on you, Esther!”Esther wasn’t so sure. Her own closet was filled mostly with T-shirts, long skirts, sundresses, and a few modest evening gowns for formal events, none

Esther lifted her head the moment Gaara’s question reached her. She didn’t answer with words, only with a familiar, quiet smile he had seen on her lips so many times before. Something inside him loosened at the sight, a strange sense of relief washing through him. But that calm vanished the instant she leaned in, her face suddenly much too close. Before he could react, she kissed him.For a heartbeat, Gaara froze. Then, as if a switch had been flipped inside him, he responded with a fierce hunger that startled even himself. The logical part of his mind dissolved, drowned by something primal and urgent. He stopped caring about everything: the noise still echoing in his head, the chaos they had left behind, even the fact that she was drunk. In some deep, unguarded corner of his mind, Gaara was certain that she wanted this too.Esther confirmed it without words. Her arms slid around his neck, drawing herself closer. Then she moved, straddling his lap. Her body pressing against his as the