All Chapters of Marked By Mr Adam : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Six hands pinned William to the ground. He struggled, thrashing, twisting with everything he had. But there were too many of them and he was too weak, too small against their collective grip. The sound of tearing fabric cut through the silence of the mansion like something irreversible. Their nails clawed at his fair skin as they pulled and ripped, leaving bloody red lines. " Please no!" he begged. “ Please–” Nobody answered. Nobody paid attention to the heart-wrenching pleas of a 15 year old boy. They never did. He was simply a task to be completed. Alex stood and watched. Behind him, Courtney and Levi were smiling. The maids released him only when there was nothing left to remove. Not a single stitch of clothing was left on his body. Not even his underwear. They stepped back without a word, adjusted their uniforms and waited at the side. William curled into a tight ball. Knees drawn closely to his chest, a fistful of torn fabric clutched against his body as though the scrap

Is that man crazy? How did he end up owing such an enormous amount of money? William suddenly slapped himself across the cheek. Yep, this was very much real. Something that wasn't cold flickered for a second in Jacob's gaze as he watched William's reaction. it was gone before it could be named. “Are you saying the enormous debt was cleared…in exchange for me? “No.” Jacob paused, his expression unreadable. “ You aren't worth that much.”he said flatly. William's eyes snapped to him before he could stop himself. It wasn't as if he thought he was worth such an amount of money. But did sir Jacob have to say it like that. "Then how much was cleared?." "My grandmother erased half of it,” Jacob said. “The interest as well.” "And the rest." "Your father paid it.” William peered at the document. "There's going to be a major project, that will apparently yield one billion dollars. Your father is one of the interested parties." "Then we can't let my father be involved." "No

Night at the Jacob Adams Mansion. The mansion was quiet. The kind of quiet that only came late at night when the house staff had retired and the halls were empty. Outside, the city lights glowed faintly beyond the high gates. William lay comfortably on his corner of the king sized bed, one hand resting on the silk blanket, unbothered about the empty space beside him. A cool night breeze drifted in from the open window, making William pull the blanket closer. Then he heard the door open. Jacob walked in quietly. He crossed the room, closed the window, then turned and looked at the sleeping William for a long moment. The room was silent. Williams' breathing stayed low and even. Then Jacob walked toward the bathroom. The moment the door clicked shut behind him, William opened his brown eyes. He could hear the sound of water running from across the room. The moment it stopped, he shut his eyes again. The bathroom door opened. Jacob stepped out wearing only his boxers. He crossed t

It was another bright day, except that William's eyes fluttered open feeling like shit. He slowly rose up, his entire body aching. He glanced at the bed beside him. It was empty. He looked at himself. He was clean. He immediately checked between his legs…nothing was leaking out. The bedsheets were spotless too. Did sir Jacob clean him up? Maybe he had. At least he wouldn't have an upset stomach today. He stared blankly at the empty space beside him.Beep. Beep.His phone vibrated on the nightstand. He stretched out his hand and picked up his phone. “Hi, Leo” William said, his voice was hoarse.“Check your portal, right now” Leo's voice buzzed with excitement.“Why, what happened?” William said, already scrolling through his phone to check his portal while still talking to Leo. He froze.His name…boldly printed among the list of accepted students for Vanguard college. He wanted to scream, but his voice was already gone from the night before.“Leo, I got in,” he whispered in disbel

William finished the delivery run and slipped back into the Tasty Gina Chicken Place through the back door. The moment he stepped into the counter at the main restaurant area, the rich aroma of fried chicken, spicy sauces, and smoky seasonings wrapped around him. A few customers were devouring their meals at the tables. “Will,” Michelle squealed, her eyes lighting up. She rushed forward and pulled him into a tight hug, her cheek warm against the top of his head. “I missed you so much. You're literally the only reason I look forward to coming to work.” She drew back slightly and placed a hand dramatically over his forehead. “I feel alive again.” “You’re going to squeeze him to death.” Vicky said dryly, sliding a plate of fried chicken and fries across the counter to a waiting customer. Michelle reluctantly let go but kept one hand on his arm. “ I deserved that hug, okay? Considering I have been covering all his deliveries for days.” She tilted her head, batting her lashes. “So...