All Chapters of FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE 18+: Chapter 91 - Chapter 97

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW.The lights felt too bright.All I could focus on was the loud ringing in my ears, as I stood on the huge stage with the rest of the cast. For some reason, Seraphina had walked on stage as well and stood beside Ace, her expression stony. It felt as though the lights burned my eyelids, making me feel like they were bleeding and on fire, as my head pounded with a massive headache.What’s wrong with me?My body feels like it’s underwater, heavy and slow, every movement a delayed echo, rippling through me like I’d been hit by a massive wave.Applause ripples in the distance, but it sounds muffled and warped, like I’m hearing it through glass walls. My body feels like it’s lifting, and all I want to do is collapse.I blink. Once. Twice. The velvet curtain looms before me, and my chest rises and falls too quickly. I shouldn’t feel like this.A whisper coils in the back of my head, a phantom voice I almost recognise. I barely hear it through my jagged breathing, but by

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.Lucien places me gently on the soft, cushion-like couch backstage, and kisses my forehead softly before asking;“Are you okay? Any panic attacks?”“No, I’m just….this is so weird,” I reply, a humourless chuckle escaping my lips, as I clutch the sides of the couch tightly.“Do you want anything? I can have them leave if you need them to.” He offers, but for some reason….I wanted to know the truth.Before I can tell him not to worry, Valerian, Ms Vale, Seraphina, and Ace walk through the curtains, their footsteps soft as they walk closer to us.“Sloane.” Valerian breathes out, but Lucien isn’t having it, because he rises to his feet and fixes Valerian with a harsh glare.“Do you realise what you’ve done? She’s fucking scared, and it’s all because you didn’t fucking think before acting.”“Believe me, this was the best way we could have gone. We spoke to a specialist, and he advised us to tread carefully because of the hypnosis you were under. If we had done anyt

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.A FEW DAYS LATER.It’s been three days since it felt like my world had cracked open, and for the first time in forever, I feel as though I can finally breathe again. I haven’t gone back to my….well, Reginald’s house ever since the night of the play. It felt wrong to even think about setting foot in there, let alone spending a night there.My entire life was a lie, and I don’t even know how to deal with it.Instead, I’d been staying with Amara. Lucien didn’t like it, though; he wanted me to come with him to his house, but the thought of spending the night under the same roof as Eldric Ravenscroft… it didn’t feel right for some reason.I placed my AirPods in my ears, blocking out the outside world, as music blasted in my ears. All I wanted to do was hide….at least for some time. It felt like I was in a dream, and in a few hours, I’d wake up from the nightmare.Valerian has been quite literally everywhere I turn. He’s showing up at Amara’s place, wanting to talk t

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.A FEW DAYS PRIOR…..I stood in front of my mirror, dressed in the same pink dress Ace had fucked me in last night, my nerves thrumming in my veins, spiking my heart rate. I drew in a large exhale and tried not to cringe at the sight before me. I looked like my father’s perfect princess.I hated it.Being the daughter of a mistress was horrible. I was everything my stepmother hated, especially because my father actually still loves my mother, even after being married to her for the past thirty years. I didn’t miss her glares every time I walked past, or the way she tried to get my father to hate me, or throw me out of the house. I didn’t spend every day in this cold mansion because of her, preferring rather to stay with my mother in her small, crammed apartment fit for only one person.I would take the roaches and bugs any day in comparison to the cold walls and cold sneers of my father’s wife and her thirteen-year-old son, who doted on his mother’s every word.