The Bad Boy’s Regret のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

ZOEYPeople start giving speeches. One of his assistants goes first. Blonde. Too tight black dress. Crocodile tears. “Mr. Wilson was a visionary,” she says into the mic, voice wobbling. “He changed my life. He was the best boss I’ve ever had.”I stare at her and wonder if she practiced that in the mirror. I wonder if she’s thinking about the promotion she didn’t get or the nights she stayed late in his office with the door closed.Bet.Then one of his business partners goes up. Bald. Fake sad face. “Andrew was a titan in the industry,” he says. “His absence will leave a gap impossible to fill.”Liar. They’ve already divided his shares in their heads. I can see it in their eyes. Hungry. Waiting. Calculating.Another woman stands up. Younger than my mother. Older than me. “He believed in me when no one else did,” she sniffles.I bite the inside of my cheek. Of course he did. I have a video of you two fucking in the coffee room. He believed in that right pussy.Bang.The sound cracks thr

MÓNICA“I almost did.”“But you didn’t.” He nudges my shoulder. “And if anyone tries anything this semester, I’m here. And I’m bored. Which makes me dangerous.”I laugh. “You’re joking.”“I’m serious.” He leans closer. “Also, I heard some tea.”“Of course you did.”“Gabriel’s back.”My heart stutters. “Back?”“Like physically. Gym at six this morning. Looking broody. Very tragic hero coded.”I swallow. “And Zoey?” Julian’s expression shifts. “No one’s seen her yet.” We both know what that means.“Whatever happens,” Julian says, pushing the door open, “we walk in like we own the place.”“Confident?”“Arrogant.”I grin despite myself. “Okay.” He holds the door open for me. “After you, future legend.” I step inside.The noise hits instantly. Conversations pause for half a second when people notice us. Then resume. Some stares linger. Some whispers start. I lift my chin anyway and walk beside Julian feeling a lot more confident. First period felt like walking into a room where everyone a

MONICA Gabriel was standing there like he’d been debating whether to move or not. Hands in his pockets. Dark circles under his eyes. Hair slightly messy like he didn’t bother fixing it.For a second everything slowed down around me. Thenoise. The hallway. My breathing. “Hey,” he said.Just that. Hey. “Hey,” I replied. Julian’s posture shifted beside me, subtle but protective. “You’re alive,” he told Gabriel flatly.“Last I checked.” Gabriel’s mouth twitched faintly. “You?”“Thriving.” that was a mockish tone. They held each other’s gaze for a second too long a weird tension passing through but I could barely understand it at the moment as I was too lost staring at the old familiar face. Gabriel looked at me again. “You okay?” It was such a simple question. But it felt heavy and undoing. “I’m fine,” I said.He nodded once. Like he knew that wasn’t fully true but wasn’t going to push. “Have you seen her?” I asked before I could stop myself.His jaw tightened slightly and he didn't r

MONICAHe doesn’t say anything at first. He just holds me. His chin rests on my shoulder and I feel his breath against my neck, slow and steady. The gym is still half-clapping, half-standing, chairs scraping again, but inside this little space it’s quiet.“I’ve got you Munchkin,” he whispers into my hair. It’s simple but magical.I didn’t realize how tight I’ve been wound until right now. My shoulders drop. My hands come up automatically to rest over his forearms. He squeezes slightly, like he felt the shift.“People are staring,” I murmur, but I don’t move away. “Let them,” he replies.The hug lasts too long. It should be awkward by now. We’re standing between rows of chairs while students shuffle past us. Someone coughs. Someone laughs. But he doesn’t let go. His face stays buried in my hair like he’s breathing me in.“You okay?” he asks quietly.“I don’t know.”“That’s honest.” I turn my head slightly so our temples brush. “Why are you back here? I thought the deal would last till

MONICADamian fingers slipped out of my entrance causing me to groan loud in disapproval. Damian fingers traced the shape and stroked me there until I could only helplessly rock my body towards his torturous fingers all the while moaning his name. I had completely lost my mind to him.Damian fondled and soothed me and then after what seemed like an eternity, he finally stopped the torture as he slipped in three fingers inside me. I gasps at the feel of his strong fingers gliding inside me, parting my curls and teasing my taut bud. Delicately, Damian stroked me until my toes curled up in pleasure and I let out spasms of my love juices.Finally getting my realease, I move away from him and began getting rid of his pants which he allows me to do as we kept kissing once more. Once Damian was completely nude, I got back to my initial position.I had my gaze fixed on him as he did on me too. His eyes peering into me as he rubbed his hard thing at my entrance and before I knew it he slid me