All Chapters of Claimed By the bad boy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Minutes later, the tension between them was still thick with the aftermath of what had just happened. Isabella tugged her uniform back on, her thighs still trembling beneath the fabric, and she pressed the cool cloth of her coat against her skin, trying to calm herself. He made her reach her climax twice and poured himself inside her. What she can't believe she craved for more, she screamed for more and begged him to fuck her harder.“Your hair…” he moved closer to touch her hair but she shifted back.“Please…” she glared and he rolled his eyes.“Let me drop you off,” Kade offered, grabbing his car key.“I… No, thanks,” she said sharply, swiping her wrist, spraying herself with perfume, an invisible barrier to mask the scent of the sex they just had. He squinted at her, as if challenging her to defy him. “You can barely walk..”“I’ll manage,” she interrupted him and gave him a side-eye look.“And we should keep things low-key. I don’t want students finding out about this. Whatever t

His lips claimed hers with a force that made her breath vanish instantly. It wasn’t a soft kiss nor a small kiss either.Or let me say it wasn’t one innocent or gentle kiss. It was a kiss filled with possession, filled with need. And It was Kade losing the control he always bragged about having.Her fingers curled in surprise, gripping the front of his shirt as his mouth moved against hers, slowly at first, then deeper… harder… like he’d been starving for her all night, like he wasn't that same guy that fucked her senselessly in his office.She didn’t even realize her eyes had fluttered shut until he tilted her chin up with his thumb, positioning her mouth perfectly beneath his. His other hands trailed down her bare back, gripping her waist with a dominance that sent a shiver down her spine.Fuck! This guy can kiss!She can't even calmly try to kiss him, when she's already breathless, his tongue moving in and out of her mouth, kissing her like she was his oxygen.Like she was the

“Alright,” Theresa cleared her throat loudly, standing up with that familiar dramatic flair that always made people turn their heads toward her. “Here’s the game.” she said.Cassandra and Phoenix were already grinning like two kids about to open birthday presents. They leaned forward in their seats, whispering and giggling, excitement crackling between them.Kade sat at the far end, half-reclined like he owned the whole room. He glanced at his wristwatch, tapping the screen lazily. He will be leaving soon, the notorious Black Haven gang had some night party they’d been bragging about all week. He didn’t look excited about this game, or interested, or bothered by anyone’s existence. A girl sat on his lap, wriggling as she danced playfully. He didn’t even look at her.Kingsley didn’t care about the game either; all his attention was on Phoenix. He sat beside her with one arm around her waist, holding her gently but possessively, the kind of hold that said she’s mine without needing

Isabella didn’t wait for Collins to speak again. She shoved him backwardly with all the strength trembling through her body, turned, and ran out of the room.Hot tears spilled down before she even reached the exit.Outside, the night air slapped her sharply across the face. Maybe it was meant to wake her up, but it only made the tears fall faster. She didn’t think, she just lifted her hand and waved desperately at the first taxi she saw.It stopped immediately.She climbed inside, slamming the door shut. Then she broke into tears, her cry was a messy, shaking, breathless kind where you don’t even recognize yourself anymore.Her hands covered her face as sobs tore out of her. Her cheeks, her heart and her throat burned.In one day…In one stupid, chaotic day…Three different guys had kissed her.Three.She had barely started college. She hadn’t even learned her way around campus properly. And here she was acting like she had no self-control, no dignity, no direction.“What did I do…?”

Collins drove to Gilbert's estate with a face that already said he wasn’t in the mood for anyone’s nonsense. He parked, stepped out and slammed the car door harder than he planned, and took a breath. The estate looked peaceful, like nothing bad ever happened inside it, but Collins already knew better. Peace didn’t exist where the Gilberts lived. Not with the way that family functioned. He walked toward the mansion, but even before he stepped in, he heard raised voices from inside. It wasn’t surprising. Someone was always shouting in this house. Inside, Kade stood in front of Mina, his body tense and his glare sharp enough to cut someone. The air in the room felt heavy, while Mina looked scared, Gilbert looked tired, and Kade looked like he didn’t care about either of them. “Who arranged my room?” Kade asked, his voice low but filled with irritation. The kind that sounded like he’d been waiting all morning for someone to annoy him. Mina swallowed and raised her voice a little. “I